Stefan Lancaster - file B + file N
Feb 3, 2023 0:36:50 GMT
Post by infinitesnow on Feb 3, 2023 0:36:50 GMT
file B + file N
Stefan Lancaster
data de lançamento: 02 de fevereiro de 2027
duração: 8:24
duração: 8:24
gêneros: alternative rock, pop rock, art rock, pop punk
composição: Stefan Lancaster
composição: Stefan Lancaster
produção: Stefan Lancaster, Atticus Ross
Depois de quase três anos de hiato, Stefan Lancaster está finalmente de volta, de forma bem inesperada: interpretando seu ‘alter ego’, o detetive Nathaniel F. Caesars, liberando relatos e reencenações de alguns dos casos que já investigou em seus anos de trabalho. Os ‘file B’ e ‘file N’ foram lançados como uma faixa única, sendo conectadas por breves introduções que usam sons semelhantes aos de escrita em papel e em tipógrafo e se modificam até se adequarem ao ritmo das faixas, e claro, unidas também por sua sonoridade e conteúdo lírico.
De formas diferentes, os ‘arquivos’ expressam profunda frustração em relação às pessoas ao redor de pelo menos um eu-lírico para cada um deles ou um eu-lírico se colocando no lugar de outros, indicados indiretamente através das informações liberadas sobre as investigações dos casos que podem ser resumidos como “The Basilica Massacre” e “The Siroky Wreckage”. As produções também servem para assemelhar e distinguir as duas partes, com ambas se aproximando do alternative rock e pop rock, mas enquanto ‘file B’ traz um art rock etéreo e grandioso, ‘file N’ mostra sua agressividade se aproximando do pop punk e punk rock.
(0:00-4:48)
Red drops splatter on the floor
Forms a river towards the door
Which chamber is it from?
From which owner does it come
Violations happened here
Things I shall dare to speak
Of trust, passion, belief
And more to be revealed
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces
To try to replace empty parts of others
Those that seem to care about me but most
Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose
Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down
Losing the one force (one force)
That holds everything within course
For all these years I've tried my best
To hold you in my thoughts as you hold me
But how deep can care go
When it's always down in your deepest, saddest wells?
Held down by augmented gravity
That pulls me to you, but how could that
Ever give space to feelings anew?
To rise and lift us to higher, happier levels
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces
To try to replace empty parts of others
Those that seem to care about me but most
Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose
Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down
Losing the one force (one force)
That holds everything within course
Are you on my side or only pretending to be?
Can’t help but wonder if the connection was ever real
My words are twisted until they’re unrecognizeable thorns
That pierce no one’s skin but mine~
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces
To try to replace empty parts of others
Those that seem to care about me but most
Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose
Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down
Losing the one force (one force)
That holds everything within course
Tough days, tough weeks
Tough times don't come only to the weak
So congratulations for ruining
Every single moment when I tried to speak
Tough days, tough weeks
Tough times don't come only to the weak
So congratulations for ruining
Every single moment when I tried to speak
(4:49 - 8:23)
No matter what I say or try
You are the sole person
Who can change what happens inside
The greatest reason why
I have to, one more time
Sigh and to you write
Hope you'll see it before it's too late
And try to change this confusing fate
Once upon a time I called you mate
Wondering if we’d ever share the same plate
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
Did you know you're making others feel guilty?
You might feel it but silence only leads to anxiety
Maybe we should just forget you
Like you seem to forget all of us
Erased from existence, for eternal instants
Hope you'll see it before it's too late
Once upon a time I called you something great
But just like that old interest
Everything’s slowly burning, faded away
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
All comfort's done
Everyone feels alone
Over are the years, not only months
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
Why stay quiet, ignoring me
When you're the one taking it all personally
Why stay quiet, ignoring me
Now I’m becoming the ignorant one here
Tired of waiting for mere grains
Fractions of shared joys and greatest pains
Tired of waiting, having
No defense from your indifference
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
All comfort's done
Everyone feels alone
Over are the years, not only months
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
Depois de quase três anos de hiato, Stefan Lancaster está finalmente de volta, de forma bem inesperada: interpretando seu ‘alter ego’, o detetive Nathaniel F. Caesars, liberando relatos e reencenações de alguns dos casos que já investigou em seus anos de trabalho. Os ‘file B’ e ‘file N’ foram lançados como uma faixa única, sendo conectadas por breves introduções que usam sons semelhantes aos de escrita em papel e em tipógrafo e se modificam até se adequarem ao ritmo das faixas, e claro, unidas também por sua sonoridade e conteúdo lírico.
De formas diferentes, os ‘arquivos’ expressam profunda frustração em relação às pessoas ao redor de pelo menos um eu-lírico para cada um deles ou um eu-lírico se colocando no lugar de outros, indicados indiretamente através das informações liberadas sobre as investigações dos casos que podem ser resumidos como “The Basilica Massacre” e “The Siroky Wreckage”. As produções também servem para assemelhar e distinguir as duas partes, com ambas se aproximando do alternative rock e pop rock, mas enquanto ‘file B’ traz um art rock etéreo e grandioso, ‘file N’ mostra sua agressividade se aproximando do pop punk e punk rock.
File Code: 24B
Felony: First Degree Murder; Second Degree Murder (multiple)
Location: St Stephen's Basilica, Hungary
Motive: revenge over emotional drainage; possible mental instability
Victim: [ full list of names in Attachment A3 ]
Suspect: Jack Powell - 'the mom friend’
Felony: First Degree Murder; Second Degree Murder (multiple)
Location: St Stephen's Basilica, Hungary
Motive: revenge over emotional drainage; possible mental instability
Victim: [ full list of names in Attachment A3 ]
Suspect: Jack Powell - 'the mom friend’
(0:00-4:48)
Red drops splatter on the floor
Forms a river towards the door
Which chamber is it from?
From which owner does it come
Violations happened here
Things I shall dare to speak
Of trust, passion, belief
And more to be revealed
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces
To try to replace empty parts of others
Those that seem to care about me but most
Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose
Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down
Losing the one force (one force)
That holds everything within course
For all these years I've tried my best
To hold you in my thoughts as you hold me
But how deep can care go
When it's always down in your deepest, saddest wells?
Held down by augmented gravity
That pulls me to you, but how could that
Ever give space to feelings anew?
To rise and lift us to higher, happier levels
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces
To try to replace empty parts of others
Those that seem to care about me but most
Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose
Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down
Losing the one force (one force)
That holds everything within course
Are you on my side or only pretending to be?
Can’t help but wonder if the connection was ever real
My words are twisted until they’re unrecognizeable thorns
That pierce no one’s skin but mine~
I'm tired of breaking myself in pieces
To try to replace empty parts of others
Those that seem to care about me but most
Most of all I’ve to care about me in the highest dose
Before my warm caring core is too exposed and cools down
Losing the one force (one force)
That holds everything within course
Tough days, tough weeks
Tough times don't come only to the weak
So congratulations for ruining
Every single moment when I tried to speak
Tough days, tough weeks
Tough times don't come only to the weak
So congratulations for ruining
Every single moment when I tried to speak
File Code: 73N
Felony: Home Invasion; Breaking and Entering; Malicious Destruction of Property
Location: Ljubljana, Slovenia
Motive: multiple failed attempts of reconnection
Victim: Zoila Siroky
Suspect: remaining Siroky family members
Felony: Home Invasion; Breaking and Entering; Malicious Destruction of Property
Location: Ljubljana, Slovenia
Motive: multiple failed attempts of reconnection
Victim: Zoila Siroky
Suspect: remaining Siroky family members
No matter what I say or try
You are the sole person
Who can change what happens inside
The greatest reason why
I have to, one more time
Sigh and to you write
Hope you'll see it before it's too late
And try to change this confusing fate
Once upon a time I called you mate
Wondering if we’d ever share the same plate
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
Did you know you're making others feel guilty?
You might feel it but silence only leads to anxiety
Maybe we should just forget you
Like you seem to forget all of us
Erased from existence, for eternal instants
Hope you'll see it before it's too late
Once upon a time I called you something great
But just like that old interest
Everything’s slowly burning, faded away
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
All comfort's done
Everyone feels alone
Over are the years, not only months
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
Why stay quiet, ignoring me
When you're the one taking it all personally
Why stay quiet, ignoring me
Now I’m becoming the ignorant one here
Tired of waiting for mere grains
Fractions of shared joys and greatest pains
Tired of waiting, having
No defense from your indifference
Why is your comfort zone
Making others alone?
Why you try more than once
To make them miss you for months?
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone
All comfort's done
Everyone feels alone
Over are the years, not only months
And when the tides break the dam
You play the part that's damned
Like flooding tears are your own
Not of others when you’re gone