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Frozen Clouds - 'Palm Tree Oblivion' (FULL ALBUM)





FIRST LP

Metalcore/hardcore punk band from Istanbul,TR.



1. Jungle (Intro) 00:00

2. Hot Bath 00:55

3. Penguins 04:20

4. Red Blood 07:35

5. Fake Gold 09:55

6. Stops (ft. Alper Erkut of Plaj/ex-Noisy Sins of the Insect) 12:04

7. Distress Shapes My Flesh 13:50

8. Home Alone 16:01



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LYRICS:

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HOT BATH:

I've had enough



They used to follow us with wheelchairs

Now I'm returning to my essence

The smell revived my spirit



I walk down the hall

To fall into a bait

Passing through a constellation of mortification



I've seen the malady in her eyes

Her expression is a reflection of mine

I've learned a lot and I'll never forget

I refuse to



I quickly hit the soft ground

This place serenates my mind

Like a hot bath in my brain



A gate out of amativeness

I drop acid emotions

Cleansing myself from the past



(Pre-Chorus)



(Breakdown)



These epiphanies come and go like waves

What they call love is what I call a travel back home



I'm practically obligated

To take full advantage

Rather than leaving space to worry



PENGUINS:

I don't want a fresh new start



Accept the differences

Stand together

It all starts with education

But that's a form of control



Penguins on national TV

Eyes closed for profit

I guess we'll never learn



Justice delayed is justice denied

Our city's burned and ruined

(You turn with the wind)

Dance with your masks on stage

Cover errors with flags again



You can see it's an open secret

And it hurts me when I can't see the stars at night

We don't see the real leaders



Penguins on national TV

Eyes closed for profit

Population growth is a problem

But is Mars the answer?



I don't think of home as home

I can't find a place to go

I don't see the reason to trust

I don't want a fresh new start



(Pre-Chorus)



(Chorus)



So here I am back in jail with all my friends



Finance the terror

To benefit your power

Finance the terror

To benefit your lonely life



RED BLOOD:

No worries on my mind

'Cause I'm living a valueless life

Bad stares all day all over

Just wondering why they don't think I'm sober



Sorry but the only thing the that streets didn't teach me

Was self love



My friend I know you can't see the bright light in this life

I can't either

Let's find it together

When the fire is lighted and she's still cold

You'll be facing down on concrete floors



To switch sides

You show them blood

Just know my friend

You're not shattered glass

You're much more than that



Red blood to the people who named you after a drug



FAKE GOLD:

I was once all suffering

About the treasure I couldn't reach

And I was closing all the doors on you

So you were stuck

(With a glass of wine and a pot of gold)



Tearing myself apart

To get through the dark

Bashing the entrance gates

For years and years



Homeless and goldlust

Now the times have changed

You found pleasure with what you had

While I sat in pain



The treasure is still not in sight

Vague memories tears us apart

I left you with nothing

And I gave up



Taking all the fake gold

Now it rusts away



Stops (ft. Alper Erkut):

A basic assumption

But a long way to go

I loved you



Time stops as the castle falls

Time stops as I lay on the shore

Time stops as I reminisce

To create my soul crushing reality



It will never end: Great!



DISTRESS SHAPES MY FLESH:

As these days pass

I feel present no more

Life is present no more



We're all prisoners of our minds

Just sit back and watch

What we've become

No



How can I live like this?

How can I die like this?

I feel like my hands slipped and I fell

But I'm still trying to hold on



I want to live today on the highway

My day starts then the sky gets dark

Where am i going



Distress shapes my flesh

Listen carefully

Look at what ive become



I love your mom



Streets unkown crackling noise cup torn in hand fiddling with it in the night there is a light on the highway and far away

I dont know where I was

the light lit up





I love your mom





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Members:

Leon Fritz(Vocals)

Luca Fritz (Guitar&Vocals)

Arda Ünnü(Guitar)

Ömer Deniz Pınar(Bass)

Parham AG (Drums)



Recorded at Luca's Bedroom, Stüdyo Dodo, Tight Aggressive, Muzik0, Arda's Living Room and Game Of Records



Produced, Mixed and Mastered by: Luca Fritz

Artwork: Yabancı

Special thanks to: Emre Çelik, Burak, Alper Erkut and Can Gürses.

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