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about
I’d like to dedicate this song to my mom who passed away a year ago.
I always wanted this song to be about family issues. The death of my mother and everything that followed allowed me to expand on this subject together with the rough draft of the lyrics that were already there. It’s a very personal song that deals with the difficult relationship I have with my family. Or what’s left of it.
In the first verse I recall one of the many situations where I end up in a fight again with a close family member. I almost got thrown out of the car somewhere in the north of France for some absurd reason and I try to explain for myself where this hefty reaction might come from. We had a calm youth, not much to complain about, we were free, we didn’t have to worry about money, we did well in school. But one extremely important thing was missing: love. And if kids grow up without love they could end up getting lost, lost in their feelings, their emotions, lost in life. We managed to build up our own lives in different ways but a lot of questions and unspoken issues remain.
That’s our curse. And it hurts. And it shouldn’t have to be that way but it’s just the way it is, as absurd as it may seem sometimes.
In the second verse I try to give a terse description of the drive to my mother’s funeral. The lyrics are self-explanatory, no metaphors, no analogies: something happened that worked as a catalyst, I snapped and instead of empathy, understanding or comfort I was confronted with anger and frustration. I wanted to leave the car but wasn’t allowed to. The rest of the drive I cried with my head between my knees, I was broken.
lyrics
Driving in your car
We didn't get that far
Already at the first turn
You just start to cry
And I do know why
It is our damn youth
We grew up to be lost
Fight through at all cost
Will we ever get there?
Now we've come of age
We've chosen our own stage
Who are we playing for?
We're cursed, we're cursed, we're cursed
What else could be worse?
We're hurt, we're hurt, we're hurt
It all seems so absurd
Driving in your car
Saw you for what you are
I could resist no longer
Suddenly I snapped
The rage inside just swept
Came out in one go
I wanted to get out
Afraid to face the shroud
Turned black inside my head
Catatonic state
Up until that gate
To where the funeral was
We're cursed...
credits
released July 9, 2021
Jeremy Jongepier - vocals
Sander de la Rie - guitar/vocals
Bert Hekman - guitar
Ben de Groot - bass
Frank de Jonge - drums
Marc van Duivenvoorde - recording/mixing/mastering
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