ILL AGES

by VILLAGES

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released April 14, 2017

All content written, recorded, mixed and put into layout by Villages. Mastered by best fellows Falk Andreas and Roland Wiegner at Tonmeisterei Oldenburg in January 2017.

Out on Pike Records April 14, 2017 (bit.ly/2qi8uHF).

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VILLAGES Dresden, Germany

Villages is a post punk band based in Dresden, Germoney.
They're really into 80´s synths, delayed guitars and a lot of wires.

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Track Name: Midnight Midnight
No more breathing in spread disease defend set on meds by friends again immune to your lies no spit or bile bored cops and dimmed streetlights warm wind pleased to breathe some life in last chance to trust my legs on a walk at midnight before you ́re home call the sickness stopping by see the morning come mourning come with plain impulse on the run see the morning come revealing we ́re done pick the seeds kill the concept we are from thrown heart path decided grown old if there is pain - I want to know all peers left divided all critics blamed and most of my best friends ashamed see the morning come mourning come with plain impulse on the run see the morning come revealing we ́re done pick the seeds kill the concept we are from this mess this weakness my head my spine just mess just weakness no more wrath on my mind our lungs still work the same swallow curse on kindest words holding hands until the night giving birth to last goodbye
Track Name: Feeble Breed
Let ́s throw it over to the kids we are done but we won ́t finish it with a lot to tell you but our voices killed take our bags and climb the highest hills with our senses down all passion dried out as we don ́t change nothing never nothing no-o we are out of crushing grannys yell „I told you so“ As we don ́t change nothing never nothing no-o we are out of crushing as seniors tell let ́s throw it over to the kids we are done but we won ́t finish it with a lot to tell you but our voices killed take our bags and climb the highest hills we are out of shape and out of mind as we don ́t change nothing never nothing no-o we are out of crushing old grannys yell „I told you so“ as we don ́t change nothing never nothing no-o we are out of crushing like seniors tell hey don ́t you think it ́s time to quit? Now that ́s a fast kid, thats a fast kid!
Track Name: Sober Tactics
Fever ́s around ready just to take us -hell no!- but we won ́t approve as we never do dealer ́s in town and no one left to save us -swallow!- ...then cool it down and sweat the indication out lock your basement count your sales take the latest pills for big time fails you know the pockets of the chief are deep so I couldn ́t care less for sober tactics on repeat fever ́s a lie you doubt my intensions -cause you don ́t know!- there ́s an antidote for your value code one needle to die that ́s what you always mentioned -sorrow!- love was left behind my incident - your alibi flood your basement count your sales take the latest pills for big time fails you know the pockets of the chief are deep so I couldn ́t care less for sober tactics on repeat health was once to stick to my body spells d-e-n-i-a-l crossed fingers for new punchlines in future papers science my package got delivered smart money right on time ordered near the pay phone where J. Paul Getty died hold on destroy keep up with the brutes you think I have to fear payed mercy got dependency I quit your blessings with my head up high like i mirror your excuses right back to your open mouth doubt the giver loners know to survive like i mirror your excuses right back to your open mouth this is both: my truth, your lie
Track Name: The Guard
Wake me up for the sea tide see the waves building up they let us know we will have to go against the law do it on our own hit us up and spit letters failed your aim you should have known better we´ll let you know we will have to go and turn ourselves from friend to foe and while we reach for the other side with our pain and bruises against the time you got us down on our knees and you call the police -oh you cowards, call the police!- with their guns in our backs itchy feet and shattered legs they´ll get rid of our bodys no need to ever tell anybody: we went out tonight to show up naked for those neighbours we don´t like we broke their guard rails and some of our bones on our way down to the river of drowning souls night is gone and no one left to follow until the boiling point were we blew off heart is hurt head is down mind is home