Summer Stained – junge Pop-Punk-Band aus Meran
Our first Single „Look Up“ is OUT NOW on all digital platforms.
Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/3OZCbJ…
Facebook:
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Instagram:
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Video directed by Samuel Heuberger:
https://visionofsam.com/
Song recorded, mixed and mastered by Martin at Sound ReVolt Studio.
Special Thanks to:
Simon, Mark, Robe, Magge, Cemetery Drive and Dead Like Juliet.
Thank You!
SUMMER STAINED IS:
Hannes Gumpold (Vocals/Guitar)
Kevin Grünfelder (Vocals/Bass)
Julian Gamper (Lead-Guitar)
Valentin Ambach (Drums)
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LYRICS:
I can’t hear this anymore
so many voices talking through my head
I know you since we were sixteen
but now you’re acting like you’re in your midlife crisis
So this is sad my friend
you have no self confidence
I just don’t understand why you
drown in attention
Do you remember the time when we sat in the grass
smoking, drinking, music, everything looked like a mess
I had nothing to care about, to care about
in these timeless days
Everything I do is just too childish for you
but I’d rather be a child than a „Mister know it all“
everything I do is just too childish for you
but I’d rather be a child than like you
Cause this is sad my friend
I think I’m better off without you
and all the time we spent
gave me unforgettable memories
Do you remember the time when we sat in the grass
smoking, drinking, music, everything looked like a mess
I had nothing to care about, to care about
in these timeless days
Now that we’ve grown apart
Im looking back to the start
you were always the one
where nothing felt wrong
Now that we’ve grown apart
Im looking back to the start
but now as things come undone
I hope you finally moved on
Do you remember the time when we sat in the grass
smoking, drinking, music, everything looked like a mess
I had nothing to care about, to care about
in these timeless days
Do you remember the time when we sat in the grass
smoking, drinking, music, everything looked like a mess
when I had nothing to care about, to care about
in these timeless days