NeW YEARS

Written by Laura Süess and Christian Richardson.
Lyrics by Laura Süess.
Produced by Christian Richardson and Laura Süess.
Recroded by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios and LA Recordings in Berlin.
Additional engineering by Liam Blomqvist at LA Recordings.

Laura Süess - Vocals, Guitar, Synths. Christian Richardson - Drum Programming, Bass, Synths.
Tobias Humble - Drums. Garry Cosgrove - Synths.
Mixed by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios.
Mastered by Garry Cosgrove at Volta Studios.

Don’t understand why you didn’t call.

Crashed my bike on New Year’s right outside your friend’s door.

It didn’t hurt, but nothing hurts like when you fall right inside the hole you just got yourself out of.

Out of...

Far from what I wanted, far from what it seemed.

The worst was that you couldn’t even admit defeat and...

So now I’m hoping you might just hear me call.

I’m counitng on it to reach you, even if it’s from afar.

‘Cause if you’re in my city... ‘cause if you’re in my city... ‘Cause if you’re in my city it’s not just a pity it’s a fucking punch in the gut.

Have you no shame. Have you no shame. Have you no shame. Have you no shame.

Don’t understand why you’d make it this hard.

When did it all start to be a total fucking free for all?

It didn’t hurt, but nothing hurts like when you fall right inside the hole you just got yourself out of.

Free your mind they said. Open up your heart.

All this good advice, don’t know where to start.

You swooped in like a ghost, was kind of annoyed that night.

Why would you offer me something you don’t even like? You don’t even like...

Não Quero

Written by Laura Süess and Christian Richardson. Lyrics by Laura Süess. Produced by Christian Richardson and Laura Süess. Recorded by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios and LA Recordings in Berlin. Engineering at LA Recordings by Liam Blomqvist.

Laura Süess - Vocals, Electric Guitar, Synth. Christian Richardson - Bass Guitar. Tobias Humble - Drums. Mixed by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios. Mastered by Garry Cosgrove at Volta Studios.

I don’t want to fight. Don’t want to fight with you no more.

And I don’t think it’s right that everytime you come around you tell me everything’s alright.

It creeps up and pins you down.

Surprising how early it already happened this time.

Why do we even bother?

It feels like the last round. Surprising how you haven’t even noticed it’s time.

It’s time for you to see what happens when you open up and wait, why don’t you try to let it be a good thing that you had to let go.

I don’t want to fight. Don’t want to fight with you no more.

Mutual Feeling

Written by Laura Süess. Lyrics by Laura Süess. Produced by Christian Richardson and Laura Süess. Recorded by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios and LA Recordings in Berlin. Engineering by Liam Blomqvist at L.A. Recordings, Berlin.

Laura Süess - Vocals, Guitar, Synth. Christian Richardson - Bass. Tobias Humble - Drums. Mixed by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios. Mastered by Garry Cosgrove at Volta Studios.

New beginnings, way too many, happened in a space of a year.

You know what they say about a clean slate, but what do they say when it happens too frequently?

I know this feeling all too well. Like a string quartett in one big swell, fading into the beginning of the end.

All I ever wanted was a mutual feeling. A day to breathe in again.

Instead it is a hard decision, almost like a religion. Believing in it is a high price to pay.

Realistically I would hold you acountable, but I guess it’s just the luck of the draw.

I don’t expect to have figured it all out, and it’s definitely better than doing nothing at all.

How do I prove I worked real hard?

How do I show you my big heart, when reputation only happens through word of mouth?

All I ever wanted was a mutual feeling. A day to breathe in again.

Instead it is a hard decision, almost like a religion.

Believing in it has a high price to pay.

And I don’t wanna.

No, I don’t wanna be the thing you use when you’ve clearly run out of excuses. No, I don’t wanna.

No, I don’t wanna...

All I ever wanted was a mutual feeling. A day to breathe in again.

Instead it is a hard decision, almost like a religion.

Believing in it has a high price to pay.

All I ever wanted was a mutual feeling.

A day to breathe in again. Instead it is a hard decision, almost like a religion. Believing in it has a high price to pay.

Please

Written by Laura Süess and Christian Richardson. Lyrics by Laura Süess. Produced by Christian Richardson and Laura Süess. Recroded by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios and LA Recordings in Berlin. Additional engineering by Liam Blomqvist at LA Recordings.

Laura Süess - Vocals, Electric Guitar, Synths. Christian Richardson - Drum Programming, Bass Guitar, Synths. Tobias Humble - Drums. Garry Cosgrove - Synths. Mixed by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios. Mastered by Garry Cosgrove at Volta Studios.

Freightening how it’s starting to make less sense.

Everytime you turn around, you’re on the defense.

I feel like we’re going ‘round in circles.

I feel like we’re doing it all to no purpose.

Funny how I’m trying to give you space.

But everytime I turn around I find myself back in this place.

I feel like you didn’t have to do any of it.

And why would you want me to assume the worst going into it.

Please, let’s just not.

I see it’s tearing you apart.

Don’t even know how we got this far.

Please, can we just stop.

I know I shouldn’t have stuck it out.

I guess for love I’m prepared to fuck it all up.

Please...

Can’t move, can’t breathe. I’m out of my depth.

It’s never been this bad. It’s a new kind of pain.

I’m counting on you to send me away, why would you want me to stay?

Can’t move, can’t breathe. You’re clearly out of your depth, can’t believe you let it go as far as you did.

Now I’m crying, you’re crying. I’m dying. You’re lying.

Please, let’s just not.

I see it’s tearing you apart.

Don’t even know how we got this far.

Please, can we just stop. I know I shouldn’t have stuck it out.

I guess for love I’m prepared to fuck it all up.

Please...

Please, let’s just not. I see it’s tearing you apart.

Don’t even know how we got this far.

Please, can we just stop. I know I shouldn’t have stuck it, I guess for love I’m prepared to fuck it all up. Please...

Just There To Save You

Written by Laura Süess and Garry Cosgrove and Christian Richardson. Lyrics by Laura Süess. Produced by Christian Richardson, Garry Cosgrove and Laura Süess. Recroded by Christian Richardson and Garry Cosgrove at Volta Studios and L.A. Recordings in Berlin. Additional engineering by Liam Blomqvist at L.A. Recordings.

Laura Süess - Vocals, Guitar, Synths. Christian Richardson - Drum Programming, Bass, Synths. Tobias Humble - Drums. Garry Cosgrove - Synths, Moral Support. Mixed by Christian Richardson at Volta Studios. Mastered by Garry Cosgrove at Volta Studios.

It is going faster with the sirens blaring.

It’s not coming at you, it’s just there to save you.

You think no one warned you, but she was there with the red flags waving. An act of human kindness, before you start frantically flaling, before you start. Misbehave.

She was there with the red flags.

It’s growing faster with the lights still blinking.

One big disaster. What were you thinking?

Don’t you wanna see what happens.

Wide eyes looming.

Just for one split seconds see what happens if nothing mattes.

Don’t you wanna see how it feels, if it’s not all a dream. If it’s not all a dream.

Can’t go much faster with every fibre spinning.

It’s what you asked for. Too brave to listen.

You say no one warned you, but she was there with the red flags waving.

And everything in me is saying ‘it can’t get better than this!’.

Don’t you wanna see what happens. Wide eyes looming. Just for one split second, see what happens if nothing mattes.

Don’t you wanna see how it feels, if it’s not all a dream.

If it’s not all a dream. Oh, it feels so good. Don’t wanna know. Don’t wanna know, don’t wanna know.

Oh, it feels so good, don’t know wanna know. Don’t wanna know.

Don’t you wanna see what happens.

Wide eyes looming. Just for one split seconds see what happens if nothing mattes.

Don’t you wanna see how it feels, if it’s not all a dream.

Don’t you wanna see what happens. Wide eyes looming.

Just for one split seconds see what happens if nothing mattes.

Don’t you wanna see how it feels, if it’s not all a dream. If it’s not all a dream.

...I close my eyes, and by no surprise everything feels so light. I open wide and see you there. A rush within is only fair. A rush within is only fair...