Hardcore Melancholia

Hardcore Melancholia

2017

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"Life is an absurd cheese rolling race"
"Hardcore Melancholia" by LA VAGUE from EP SEROTONIN: available here http://bit.ly/2rhdj0U

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"Life is an absurd cheese rolling race"
"Hardcore Melancholia" by LA VAGUE from EP SEROTONIN: available here http://bit.ly/2rhdj0U

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OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO
Directed by Adesias: Hugo Gemahling, Jeremy Toix, Etienne Molinier, Dorian Pons, Yoann Vrignaud, Eric Baille, Samir Malki
Beauty by B-Agency: Make up - Meyloo assisted by Céline Cheval, Marta Tayanouskaya, Hair - Steven Laudat
Cheese rolling clips by Singularity Film

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LYRICS

January, February, March, April
I don’t know what to do to stay still
Telephone, Amazon, staff meeting
Honey gimme my sweet sip of caffeine

January, February, March, April
I don’t know what to do to get a thrill
F.Y.I., A.S.A.P., brainstorming
Baby gimme that rush of adrenaline

I like it when it’s hot, I like it when you run
I type so fast so well that my fingers burn
Employee of the month, I’m shining like the sun
My crown is on fire huh don’t you think that I’m fun?

Chorus
I’m in a hardcore melan - Hardcore melancho - Hardcore melancholia
I’m in a hardcore melan - Hardcore melancho - Hardcore melancholia
I’m in a hardcore melan - Hardcore melancho - Hardcore melancholi-
Lemme keep my hardcore melan - Hardcore melancho - Hardcore melancholia

May, June, July, where’s the sky?
I wanted to feel high, now I’m feeling tied
Blue jeans, yellow gin, motherfucker double chin
Gimme my shot of serotonin

May, June, July, where’s the sky?
I wanted to feel high, now I’m feeling dry
I twist my chair around to make my head spin
Boss, gimme my dose of melatonin

I’m short winded, August, my will is weak
I need to whip to wish, yes I need to breathe
My stomach is as loud as a big black fly
Can’t find my way back home, mama tell me why

Chorus

September looks like October, November
December, makes me sick, whatever
I’m sober, I’m clever, I nearly found a shelter
I never, I never, I never will surrender

Move forward, move forward,
Got a new outfit, does it look awkward?
Spreading out my wings far beyond the cloud
Threw myself away, do you think I’m proud?

Chorus
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