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Kid, You Don't Get Me
04:12
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Kid You Don't Get Me
I've been living in ways
That are mainly beside the point
Like an obscure record
Being played in some shabby joint
They say you have to live it up
Like there's no tomorrow
But life evolves in spite of us
It's not something you can borrow
It was always less than what I sought
And the machine never caught wind
And that's mainly because I thought
It would never amount to anything
Got pushed into the streets
Into a bed with no sheets
Into the world on my bare feet
Soon hardened to life's drumbeat
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
I'm at the receiving end
Of an industry that sells though luck beans
Plays a dissonant symphony
For disappointments hard to redeem
Hey, that's the way it is
The machine never caught wind
Even when I had the money
I never knew how to stint
Kept my eyes on the door
But I always got my share
When I heard footsteps approach
Coming up the stairs
I never kept the score
Somehow I just lost track
Yeah what's the use of screaming
Inside a heavy sack
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
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Music written, arranged, performed and produced by Wim Janssens
Mixed by Martin "Lucky" Waschkowitsch
Mastered by Max Köhrich
Artwork Senol Günez
Siamese Twin Records 2020 / Harlan Levey Projects
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The Wrong End of the Gun
04:21
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The Wrong End Of The Gun
Put some money on the game, 'cause you never know
They're never gonna win, 'cause the spirit's low, low, low
Oh nothing works, nothing works, nothing works around here
I lost it yesterday, and I'm about to lose it again
There's a river of noise running through my brain
Like an endless ring that slowly drives me insane
All the lights are on but all I see is black
I could use some poison to clear my goddamn head
And it kicks in
Like a fever
Oh oh misery
As strong as gravity
Oh oh sorrow
Like a shadow hanging over me
In this 24 hour run
I’m at the wrong end of the gun
There's always some mad stuff going on
Always a hitch, something going all wrong
And there's no music when the needle drops
Just the dreadful sound of ticking clocks
And it kicks in
Like a fever
Oh oh misery
As strong as gravity
Oh oh sorrow
Like a show hanging over me
Oh oh misery
You're not a stranger to me
Oh oh sorrow
Like a shadow clinging on to me
And it kicks in
Like a fever
Oh oh misery
As strong as gravity
Oh oh sorrow
Like a show hanging over me
Oh oh misery
Come on now, set me free
Oh oh sorrow
Don't come back tomorrow
In this 24 hour run
I’m at the wrong end of the gun
I’m at the wrong end of the gun
I hang on to my ego
Pretend this ain't real
But up jumps the devil
And he goes for the kill
The noise it increases
Until I give in
As the level goes up
I’m taking the pill
And nothing looks real
Nothing looks real
Nothing looks real
Nothing looks real
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Wim Janssens Berlin, Germany
Wim Janssens is a Belgian musician, currently living in Berlin.
As producer, songwriter and arranger he
has worked with a large number of artists in a wide range of styles. One of his last collaborations was with Triphop pioneer Tricky, who asked him to play guitars and bass on his recent albums.He's also one part of the duo Joy Wellboy who have released several albums to great acclaim since 2013
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