Behind the skyline

by Inertia Pills

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released October 1, 2011

• Recording and mix by Benjamin Prévot, Sébastien Bodin and Inertia Pills
• Mastering by Amaury Sauvé at La Senelle Studio
• Graphic design by Julian Jeanne
• Photography by Sabrina Lesert, Jocelyn and Nathalie Bonhomme

All songs written by Inertia Pills

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Track Name: The hangman in the mirror
I can’t feel it deep inside my mind
The air is hard to breathe, the price we pay for the human race
Pressure is growing, burning wings
Sidestepping leads, leads to the wrong side

I can’t feel it deep inside my mind
As vanishing point is coming, no gleam of way out

Sometimes when I wake up, I don’t feel burden of time
Coercions seem to have been buried
New perspectives, clean sweep of past

A sudden ache in my head brings me back to reality
Veiling my visions into grim shades, ruining that seed of naivety

Every time the same process occurs
A mysterious signal inside my brain prevents from thinking otherwise, catches my dreams and freezes them
All I’m supposed to do is looking straight ahead
Numb in my work, far from strife, self strangling is my way of life

I can’t find the reason why this fucking pain is gnawing me

As the crisis’s getting over, a smell of guilt takes hold of me
The border between good and evil haunts me again
I know I blurt out the real questions
But the less I search what controls me, the less I suffer

I resign myself, undergo time running out
I find comfort, numb in my consensual thoughts
I resign myself, undergo time running out
I find comfort, numb in my consensual thoughts
I’m adrift

I can’t find the reason why this fucking pain is gnawing me

I’ve lost control of my brain
Whatever I do, I feel so paralyzed

This sickness embodied by a straight jacket, these better tomorrows I expect, are illusions
All is fake
Paralyzed (x4)

The only thing I’m able to control is the moment when the stimulation crops up
This pain is my secret sin, the proof that I’m alive
Even for a few seconds, my futile existence’s getting sense
I know I can die for it, but anyway it doesn’t frighten me

I know I will die for it
I know, it frightens me no more
Track Name: Raindrops
Cracks through my skin, veins in the ground
The sun is falling and I feel alone
In a split of second, the blinking of an eyelid
All that remains will be erased

Time’s fading the colours of my feelings
Burning my unsatisfied dreams
Time’s spoiling the bonds I’ve woven
Converting love into a smell unknown

Best moments mixed in a weak breath
I know I can’t deny my fate
Facts and dreams, utopian or real
Suddenly fixed and absorbed by nil

Time’s fading the colours of my feelings
Burning my unsatisfied dreams
Time’s spoiling the bonds I’ve woven
Converting love into a smell unknown

Curtain’s falling, hope is buried
So many ways, just one way out
I won’t get the fruits of what I’ve sown

The weight of our lives like gathered in raindrops
Intended to fall following the wind one by one
The weight of our lives like gathered in raindrops
Intended to fall to their final destination

Hitting the ground, the gates of beyond
Feeding the land, the heart of the womb
Track Name: Atomic View Motel
I see it in your eyes
I hear them from your mouth
They mean nothing for me
I know you won’t stop my way down

All these words, stroking the crowd
Selling safe illusions, demonizing to make consent

Power belongs to the elite, the people who can see afar
Trophies and liters of sweat reveal how brilliant you are
How many hands did you shake?
How many knives did you jab for high stakes?
Staying on top of the fold requires some sacrifices

I wonder how long this roundabout will work in our minds
Any waking sign?

You search new ways to seduce
Obsessed of being trusted, as you trust no one, don’t you?

They’re given laurels when we bear the scars
We blurt out the meanings, absorbed by shooting stars
Why should we search for a remedy when hope is on sale?

Feel them dealing with your soul
See them building blinding walls
Feel them dealing with your soul
See them building blinding walls

We live between the flames, without seeking the culprit
Swallow the soap they serve, don’t smell poison in it
Don’t search for new ideas, it’s all been said
We fight for our survival, but we’re already dead
Track Name: Behind the skyline
Shining dawn then nice days keep visions made of grey away from ill-omened birds
Just close your eyes and prey
Light things I’ve ever heard

Magnetic waves flood the streets, guided by voices I can’t get
Crowd without face dressed for success
Let’s find the sense on rainy days

Take the distance
Long time since I’ve not answered to a life that doesn’t speak, doesn’t speak for me

I feel it gnawing me from the inside
How long ‘til it carries me away

I can’t wait for better tomorrows
Why should they come as I keep on dying alone

I’m still waiting, or just resigning
Where are the dreams I’ve shaped?
Should clean out my pockets full of regrets

When I turn my back, I see what I’ve failed
I’m looking forward
Does future rhyme with fate?

Throw me, throw me away
Unleash my soul, feed my brain
Show me, show me the way
Forget my fall, and I’ll find an escape plan

Bent in the wind, I lead out my scars where they won’t be suffered by nobody else
I lead out my scars far, that place where light’s not supposed to fade
Track Name: Vacuity
Waste of sincerity, never thought it could turn that way
I’m losing my ability to believe the idea of better days

My mind is strewed with corpses, my own dead bodies
They’re flying above my head, Damocles sword-made
I try to chase them away but they always come back, anyway, ready to transfix my heart when I’m straying
My pride gives the illusion of being saved, but I lie in a thick smoke from where I can’t get out

My marks, ephemeral and naïve, collapse as I shape my reasons to live
Sick of those things I’ve trusted, left by meanings unreal, down in my shell, I’m still looking for a way to heal

Sometimes I dream of a brainwash
Emptiness seams painless
I’d get rid in a glaring flash of these keepsakes
Need to fall asleep find the vacuity
Leave my ego trip for a lullaby

My marks, ephemeral and naïve, collapse as I shape my reasons to live
Sick of those things I’ve trusted, left by meanings unreal, down in my shell, I’m still looking for a way to heal

Behind a mask, I’m filling with hate the wounds of the past
The rests of my soul follow rivers leading to black holes, in search of oblivion

Whether I reject my past or not, I fall prey to my troubled visions
Maybe I’ll forget the facts or not, but I know the flaws in my perception

My quest is vain, I can’t read between the lines
I’ll be lured again like the first times

Behind a mask, I’m filling with hate the wounds of the past
The rests of my soul follow rivers leading to black holes, in search of oblivion
There’s no way out