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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Arthur Dussaux
Arthur Dussaux
Electric Guitar
Clément Caillierez
Clément Caillierez
Drums
Martin Bejuy
Martin Bejuy
Electric Guitar
Paul Dussaux
Paul Dussaux
Synthesizer
The Psychotic Monks
The Psychotic Monks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arthur Dussaux
Arthur Dussaux
Composer
Clément Caillierez
Clément Caillierez
Composer
Martin Bejuy
Martin Bejuy
Composer
Paul Dussaux
Paul Dussaux
Composer
Tchaz Locke
Tchaz Locke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Fox
Daniel Fox
Producer
Rashad Becker
Rashad Becker
Mastering Engineer
Jamie Hyland
Jamie Hyland
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

In the highlands I wander, one morning in spring Here I feel allowed to feel without apology I burst into tears As everything comes together as once here Rustling leaves, cover the ticking in my ears Run away from places where I felt guilt or shame To circle back here I'm reminded of Clara as I take in the highlands Trees whisper their love Their love So easy to show My changes in the daylight I'm thankful and it's sweet to tell It is easier to talk Side by side At the top of the hill There's a kind of peace now Where hope is for us all I shout over the fear Yell to drown all noise As the clamour captures me again Irrational Now I wander far and wide Inside my puzzled self Following a road paved with trust To the hill To the hill To the hill Shower-singing with my eyes closed You're dancing in silence Loose, all is here when I come back Lyrics We laugh Thank you Pleasure shines in a dark corridor Can't move around anymore When they bring food to feed Your sick little madness stuck in your tiny body There's daddy, mummy, most of the family In the mouth of that madness ready to digests you And it doesn't look like much but it still disgust you Such pressure - it's only food All these patronising words Bring you back to when you where a child When all of this could have been cured But it was too late to realise this was a disease Too late to realise this is my disease I can't stand my body, I can't feel my body In this moment you enter the room with my heart on a plate Come on! get ready to eat - get ready to eat So what's on the menu tonight if it's not human meat? It's stuck in your throat but you still can't vomit What's on the menu tonight if it's not human meat? I can't feel my feet, I can't feel my feet What's on the menu tonight What's on the menu tonight
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