ungewöhnlich ist, dass mir der Song trotz der "Drumbeats" während der einzelnen Strophen gefällt. Darauf reagiere ich immer ziemlich empfindlich, und egal, ob es sich um richtige Beats, am Computer nachträglich eingebautes "Geklatsche" oder auch nur ein deutlich hörbares Schlagzeug (wie in diesem Fall) handelt, ich mag das alles nicht sonderlich und ein Song, der soetwas beinhaltet, hat für gewöhnlich recht schlechte Chancen, mir auf Anhieb wirklich gut zu gefallen. Dieser hier hat es geschafft.
Der Song ist bisher weder als Single noch auf einer EP/ LP erschienen, veröffentlich wurde er stattdessen auf der Website von Alex Gaskarth, http://www.earthtoalex.com. Das Album, auf dem er vermutlich erscheinen wird, wird "Dirty Work" heißen und erscheint vorraussichtlich im Frühjahr 2011. Ich halte euch auf dem laufenden!
Aber nun zum Song selbst.
Titel: Actors
Interpret: All Time Low
Album: Dirty Work (noch nicht erschienen)
Lyrics:
Safe little house
Safe little friends
Safe little thoughts to keep you safe
From all those big bad wolves
That eat you up (aww shit)
Safe in your room
Safe as a tomb
Sleep in a coffin made of glass
It takes a big façade to hide the cracks
Can you make, this last
'Cause now I'm not so sure
Are you up, to the task
Sometimes the sickness is the cure
You're searching so hard
You've lost yourself
Does it help you to play
As you're wasting away
Like a silver-screen cliché
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
(O-oh, o-oh; o-oh, o-oh)
Would it help you to wait
For the moment to break
Is it real or is it fake?
All we are just chapters on a page
(O-oh, o-oh; o-oh, o-oh)
'Cause after all, we're actors on a stage
Here in the now
Shedding the doubts
There'll be no past or future tense
Regrets are waste of time
And plans will change
(Plans will always change)
Oh, some for the worst, some for the best
You know you can't always get your way,
So worried about what's next
You lost today (Oh, you lost today)
Can you make, this last
'Cause now I'm not so sure,
Are you up, to the task
Sometimes the sickness is the cure
(The sickness is the cure)
You're searching so hard
You've lost yourself
Does it help to play
As you're wasting away
Like a silver-screen cliché
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
(O-oh, o-oh, o-oh, o-oh)
Would it help you to wait
For the moment to break
Is it real or is it fake?
All we are just chapters on a page
(O-oh, o-oh, o-oh, o-oh)
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
Can you let yourself
Can you let yourself
Will you let yourself
Will you let yourself
Let go, let go
Can you let yourself
Can you let yourself
Would you let yourself
Just let yourself
Let go, let go
Safe little house
Safe little friends
Safe little thoughts to keep you safe
Does it help you to play
As you're wasting away
Like a silver-screen cliché
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
(O-oh o-oh, o-oh o-oh)
Would it help you to wait
For the moment to break
Is it real or is it fake?
All we are just chapters on a page
(Chapters on a page)
Does it help you to play
As you're fading away
Like a memory
'Cause all we are just chapters on a page
(Chapters on a page)
And after all we're actors on a stage
Safe little friends
Safe little thoughts to keep you safe
From all those big bad wolves
That eat you up (aww shit)
Safe in your room
Safe as a tomb
Sleep in a coffin made of glass
It takes a big façade to hide the cracks
Can you make, this last
'Cause now I'm not so sure
Are you up, to the task
Sometimes the sickness is the cure
You're searching so hard
You've lost yourself
Does it help you to play
As you're wasting away
Like a silver-screen cliché
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
(O-oh, o-oh; o-oh, o-oh)
Would it help you to wait
For the moment to break
Is it real or is it fake?
All we are just chapters on a page
(O-oh, o-oh; o-oh, o-oh)
'Cause after all, we're actors on a stage
Here in the now
Shedding the doubts
There'll be no past or future tense
Regrets are waste of time
And plans will change
(Plans will always change)
Oh, some for the worst, some for the best
You know you can't always get your way,
So worried about what's next
You lost today (Oh, you lost today)
Can you make, this last
'Cause now I'm not so sure,
Are you up, to the task
Sometimes the sickness is the cure
(The sickness is the cure)
You're searching so hard
You've lost yourself
Does it help to play
As you're wasting away
Like a silver-screen cliché
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
(O-oh, o-oh, o-oh, o-oh)
Would it help you to wait
For the moment to break
Is it real or is it fake?
All we are just chapters on a page
(O-oh, o-oh, o-oh, o-oh)
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
Can you let yourself
Can you let yourself
Will you let yourself
Will you let yourself
Let go, let go
Can you let yourself
Can you let yourself
Would you let yourself
Just let yourself
Let go, let go
Safe little house
Safe little friends
Safe little thoughts to keep you safe
Does it help you to play
As you're wasting away
Like a silver-screen cliché
'Cause after all we're actors on a stage
(O-oh o-oh, o-oh o-oh)
Would it help you to wait
For the moment to break
Is it real or is it fake?
All we are just chapters on a page
(Chapters on a page)
Does it help you to play
As you're fading away
Like a memory
'Cause all we are just chapters on a page
(Chapters on a page)
And after all we're actors on a stage
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