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1.
Cruisin' 03:23
When the sun goes down, I turn it on The antidote, my fears are asleep my consciousness afloat Won’t you lift me up and take us on a journey to know The lush reflections reaping what you sow I am creative and I need a jolt from my purple drawer Sometimes it’s the moon but on occasion floor When it hits, I shed the layers I wear I am left bare to my bones but I don’t care Twenty times out there Should I be worried? Then tell me how I fare Am I so desperate to hold Me back myself Have my intentions been To avoid the edge or I’m Splitting at seams, craving blue dreams Waiting to reach Cruising the thread, got a skin to shed I’m letting you know A balancing act, a nihilistic bow Cruising the thread, got a flight ahead I’m letting you know I’m starting to think that I’ll just let it flow
2.
Heard you say “hello” a millionth time Face like litmus paper, mirroring mine Across the kitchen table lies the truth I’m all alone with you Sometimes I want to burst in flames and show Just how you’re wrong But yet you hover round my mind And whisper late at night Through all this time you showed me why There’s nothing concealed, nothing to defy Won't let it set this forward Won’t you break down this door I’ve seen the rights and the vices you’re holding inside I’ll move them back to our place And act like everything's fine We are congenial in minds yet immense in our fears We’re going past our mistakes Until this force reappears No gods, no warning signs, nobody Stumbles along I’ll hold to your shoulders With the same old Song to warm you back I’ll hold on and crack Won’t save us No saviours now You are the only one I know I don't think you’ll go
3.
Less than a moment The narrative completes Last equaliser of the poor and the elites When I drove through dreary desert roads The whole world decided to explode As far as eye can see Defeat, deceit and lunacy Wherever I go, whatever may be A week may be all I’ve got Waiting to be drowned, or burnt or shot Let us be the people time forgot Let us rot Doubts and worries from our youth Were nothing more than Truth that realised before Anyone could move Dying beside all you fools Ashes are covering the sky The cities fall Nothing to bargain with We all comply No more time to make this right No means, no reason to fight The old is not to stay Another time, another day No more time to make this right No means, no will, no reason to fight The old is not to stay Another time, another day
4.
My nothing in particular, my nothing but erratic with a tendency to disappear and a bit overdramatic Neon signs and ceaseless sounds composed her graceful fever A clandestine marauder with a face that made me shiver Her mind began to shatter, she left, she did not try Three white crosses, two white flags and a one white lie Needlessly exaggerated promises were violated and undoubtedly she'll end up with another flaw Life behind those wistful eyes The frail strike again The coy become the wicked The twenty out of ten The beauty in complexity Always gets the better of me Can’t look back but I will not participate In what’s got me to this state In what’s remaining of her fate Life behind those wistful eyes The frail strike again The coy become the wicked The twenty out of ten Life behind those wistful eyes My life forever more My nothing in particular Is nothing like before
5.
Bored 05:16
I am feeling discontent Little check before I go to bed What a shame There’s nothing new since I’ve been there 15 minutes ago, oh well I’ve learnt today how to escape from a moving car Like a superstar, Watched a show about a war but it's way too far for me to cry, let's watch some cats We’re window shoppers, swinging choppers God forbid we become bored My FOMO squats down like a Slavic chap Lurking if I fell to this trap Scrollum Infinitum, casting spells on the momentum Deadlines don't survive a day For the necessity, VR humanity Helps me not feel like a boomer though I’m only twenty-nine Is that fine? Lacking spine to say out loud I’m addicted to being connected Though at some point expected to become bored I’m staring harder than I should There’s no sympathy out there I rush myself to recognise if I could Find enough to care? I’m staring harder than I should There’s no sympathy out there I rush myself to recognise if I could Find enough to care about How it’s going to end Don’t you feel the same, I want you To carelessly come swallow all your pride Look how time has flied Unrestored Tonight I’m cuddled by the blue light Sponsored by the billionaires’ design To spend all our time Getting bored (Oh, how I love to stay in touch Even if it is too much Reality ignored Cause I’m fucking bored)
6.
Ceaseless thoughts flowing One more, maybe I should have told her, maybe not I don’t know, what the fuck Can I sleep? I forgot, can the plot Get smoother? Tell me what you know What was that? I’m alone Everything has gone so wrong Is it over? No no no no no Friends and foes all around What are you on about? Still can’t tell A song I know so well Yesterday's memories A future I will gladly miss Good to know it could exist Now it fades away Stay obey me Now for a change of pace I can’t feel my face They saw me They won’t let me fuckin’ sleep You vultures I will hunt you one by one Dead soldiers So gorgeous Why do my teeth grind? Is it to remind Me of your blind Luck to find me at the Darkest of ends? Now don’t pretend it works Shame lurks Opening my Eyes so wide They told me to lie Go away, the pain In a week I’ll go again
7.
Windy Cities 04:36
There’s a belief I should undermine Try to understand the world is not fine Gasping for breath is little too late To fly with your planes to start a debate Air did not fuck it up itself now Using all your wealth Can’t cause the currents to flow now Air did not fuck it up itself now Using all your wealth Can’t really fix it you know whatever you do, wherever you go Watch as the waves now come crashing down Avoid getting wet but eventually drown How good it felt to flourish through all the years of neglect couple more to go Air did not fuck it up itself now Using all your wealth Can’t cause the currents to flow now Air did not fuck it up itself now Using all your wealth Can’t really fix it you know Now do your best to be afraid Of the way life will end It’s not that hard to comprehend They’re not on our side Foresight in mankind You won’t find it there What makes you think I care About people on people stuck in undertow they don’t know They’ll never make it back onto the shore Don’t hold on to me My careless apathy You don’t have time Shelter your worries Read all of the stories of Fools on parade shown higher and higher
8.
The Youth 05:19
We are down on weed, are down on our savings Nothing’s cheap, third day no sleep Were handed down shit, making minimum wages Take a hit, noone works legit I love despite, can’t sleep at night I’m not alright, a parasite I’m happy to, hold all of you Accountable Wealthy abominations It’s us that you can’t buy You know we were Final three generations That let you break us down You thugs but we will Crown your head with waste bags And burn them down Don’t worry a thing, I’m not gonna swing any rocks at you, you fucking pig When money is king, artist are homeless Gathering next peoples spring I’m full of hate, can’t deviate Not doing great, degenerate I’m happy to, hold all of you accountable Wealthy abominations It’s us that you can’t buy You know we were Final three generations That let you break us down You thugs but we will Crown your head with waste bags And burn them down Fight you with your own inventions And take control tonight Time after time youth will revolt Ruthless world out there Where does the change begin Compassion and discipline Helplessly aware Of workers that willingly Applaud the plutocracy We will teach you to share Oppression cannot prevail Debated to no avail You will fail
9.
Escapism 09:22
I can’t really move or speak Debates slowly fade into monologues, Pretending we’re fictional and not that emotional My worries and fears concealed away Someone who knew wouldn’t dare to stay Why are we all so intrigued Deprived of our privacy Bunch of lunatics on ecstasy All as shallow as our bruises Terrified constantly Nothing left to do but flee Calm me down, take me home Disassociate me until dawn Calm me down, I will take everything that you have for me I won’t be of help, I won’t make a scene Days are all blurry and nights are chaotic I’m anxious and tired and highly neurotic Darkness, it shivers as I go to bed Not much seems to work inside my fucking head I don’t think it helps to get high every day With the work and the songs and accounts to repay My schedule neglected and health left behind All things all at once every question combined Don’t get me wrong with the persistent whining I’m still going strong and I’m always refining But three decades passed all spend thoughtlessly How I wish that the world would stop screaming at me Calm me down, take me home Disassociate me until dawn, Calm me down, I will take everything that you have for me I won’t be of help, I won’t make a scene So you tell me to have kids? How the fuck can I have kids when the fascists roam the streets and the maniacs on their thrones want to drop atomic bombs? The world belongs to the beautiful To the mindless and the unmerciful No mistake is ever forgotten no flaw is omitted and defeat is not permitted The pressure from family, from work and from friends Each new week starts before previous one ends I’m not built to be spinning at this monstrous speed How I wish that the world would stop screaming at me

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released November 22, 2023

Jakub Serafin - vocals/guitar
Aleksander Sobecki - guitar/vocals/synthesizer
Adam Rajczyba - bass/vocals/synthesizer
Bartosz Nowacki - drums

Recorded at Perlazza Studio by Przemysław ‘Perła’ Wejmann
Mixed and mastered by Przemysław ‘Perła’ Wejmann
Produced by Przemysław ‘Perła’ Wejmann and The Great White Lights
Guest vocals on tracks 3, 5, 7 and 8 performed by Konrad Aniskiewicz
Cover art by Aleksander Bryk @starybryg

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The Great White Lights Wrocław, Poland

Born and bred in Wroclaw, PL, The Great White Lights are a group of friends in love with guitar-driven music. Their different background result in a very specific blend of different genres – from stoner anthems to prog headbangers with a touch of more synth-driven songs (and a little flirt with metal aesthetics).

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