Pretend Is The Latest Trend

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All I know is confusion and you could even say my past is just an illusion.
I’m on mission. My condition is drowning in superstition.
I can’t say no ‘cause I know it’s just the way things go.
I’ve learned to deal with the fact that people tend to act.
They play pretend ‘cause they know it’s the latest trend.
There must be some way to make the loved ones stay.
Some way to keep all of those voices away.

What is wrong? You cannot find a meaning for my songs.
I’m the distraction.
My words are like weapons of mass destruction.
You wear your skin. Oh I know you can fake it in the spring.
I smell your scent in the wind.
Now I must follow the North to your skin.

But I feel your body crushing from inside. I don’t feel sorry.
Bitch you’ve just got to stop.
Just shed these tears and wrap them with your fears.
‘Cause I love the way you move, the way you kiss.
You’ve got nothing to prove.
I know that your actions match my discretion.
Now watch me undress what is left of your intentions.

I’m not guilty because I am counting one, two, three to get to honesty.
Now watch as a man slowly makes his stand.
I hear the crowd. They shout so loud. They sing:

There’s no need for ammunition to fill the gun of your ambition.
There’s no need for ammunition to fill the gun of your ambition.

But I feel your body crushing from inside. I don’t feel sorry.
Bitch you’ve just got to stop.
Just shed these tears and wrap them with your fears.
‘Cause I love the way you move, the way you kiss.
You’ve got nothing to prove.
I know that your actions match my discretion.
Now watch me undress what is left of your intentions.

All I know is confusion and you could even say my past is just an illusion.

What is wrong? You cannot find a meaning for my songs.
I’m the distraction.
My words are like weapons of mass destruction.
You wear your skin. Oh I know you can fake it in the spring.
I smell your scent in the wind.
Now I must follow the North to your skin.

credits

from Compass EP, released March 14, 2015
Produced, mixed and mastered by Luc Tellier.
Lyrics by Nickolas Verrecchia.
Music by While Paris Sleeps.

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While Paris Sleeps Quebec City, Québec

Formed late 2011 by members of the Quebec City rock scene, this project is trying to create its own sound filled with melodies and emotional release such as anger, lust and grudge but also celebrations, friendship, accepting who you are and choosing your own path. In short, not giving a damn about what others think. ... more

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