Back in the days of vinyl albums I used to love reading the lyrics and liner notes. I still do. But in this age of digital streaming, where to put them? Well, right here!
Kiss and Make Up
Words and Music by Cyril Koopmeiners
Out of all the fights we’ve been through
Can’t think of one that seems to make any sense
It’s just that sometimes I misunderstand you
And I jump into a state of defense
And there seems to be something between us
Hard to forget and it’s hard to see through
But I guess that this feeling is mutual:
You suspect me of what I’m scared of you’ll do
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s pretend I forgot
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s get sick and throw up
And what I’ve been meaning to ask you
What makes us feel that we need to compete?
Is it that parents, teachers and assholes
Set us up to make up for their needs?
Using us to march for their battles
Yeah, to fight their petty old wars
Like two nameless and unknown soldiers
For what it’s worth: I ain’t marching anymore
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s pretend I forgot
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s get sick and throw up
Clean our thoughts and purify ourselves
It means a lot, to purify… ourselves
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s pretend I forgot
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s get sick and throw up
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s pretend I forgot
Let’s kiss and make up
Let’s get sick and throw up
Let’s kiss and make up
Cyril Koopmeiners – Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Vocal, Harmony Vocals
Jochem van Rooijen – Drums
Giovanni Aspria – Bass
Bouke Bijlsma – Piano, Harmony Vocals
HenkJan van Minnen – Harmony Vocals
Jeroen Tenty – Percussion
Radiate
Words and Music by Cyril Koopmeiners
Try to love instead of hate
I tell myself each and every day
With all the stuff that comes my way
Got my inner world to circumnavigate
And I think of all the faces
And I think of all that lies behind… what lies behind
Cynical boy I used to be
Me black and white I used to see
Skinny dip in negativity
A frustrated man is never truly free
And I tumble back and forth
Yeah, I… between these thoughts that I… I can’t seem to shake off
It’s what you radiate
Heed the call, but refuse the bait
It’s what you radiate
I can see right through your armoured plate
It speaks louder than words
What’s inside’ll come first
There’s something about you I can’t explain
What I see and sense is not the same
You’re expecting me to wait in vain
For your to drop the mask and quit the game
And I think of all the faces
And I think of all that lies behind… the lies behind
It’s what you radiate
Heed the call, but refuse the bait
It’s what you radiate
I can see right through your armoured plate
It’s what you radiate
Heed the call, but refuse the bait
All that you radiate
I can see right through your phoney charade
It speaks louder than words
What’s inside’ll come first
Cyril Koopmeiners – Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Keyboard, Vocal, Harmony Vocals
Jochem van Rooijen – Drums, Percussion
Giovanni Aspria – Bass
Bouke Bijlsma – Harmony Vocals
HenkJan van Minnen – Hammond Organ, Harmony Vocals
Well Particularly
Words and Music by Cyril Koopmeiners
I don’t feel particularly well
Television is a living hell
All that surrounds me, bewildered and mad
Sticks and smells, is dirty or dead
I sit and wait, too numb to act
Too stressed to start, as a matter of fact
A nervous wreck, I’m ill at ease
Guess I’m waiting for the pressure to cease
And you, you wanna help me through
It’s hard to share these things with you
Yeah, I regret that too
I don’t feel entirely well
Life floats by as far as I can tell
I’m wasting time at a pace like this
Faking life in a place like this
Smile away, say it’s no big deal
I’d be hiding what I truly feel
I’d be honest if I wasn’t so scared
I’d be open if I knew you cared
But you, you wanna help me through
It’s hard to share these things with you
And you, there’s not that much you can do
It’s hard to express my thoughts to you
Yeah, I regret that too
Alone, alone in my room
I never leave my room
I’m stranded in this room
Cyril Koopmeiners – Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Keyboard, Vocal
Jochem van Rooijen – Drums, Percussion
Giovanni Aspria – Bass
Bouke Bijlsma – Keyboard, Harmony Vocals
HenkJan van Minnen – Harmony Vocals
Tattooed Love
Words and Music by Cyril Koopmeiners
It’s a beautiful day and I’m feeling okay
I measure the meaning of life to the rays of the sun
And then you smile my way – oh, what can I say?
I treasure each moment with you like the coming of spring
I am willing to let go
So much older now you know
I’m still nineteen years of age, feel the love and feel the rage
Take this padlock of this cage, it is time to turn the page
It is time to turn the page
A tattooed love
A tattooed love
A tattooed love (No longer wasting my time)
A tattooed love (No longer living the lie)
I took a walk to heal my head (A perfect day to start afresh)
And it’s on days such as these, I can loosen the leash
Drawing my courage and strength from the way that you smile
I am willing to let go
So much older now you know
And the dog that is my brain, digs up thoughts that still remain
Throw the bone, it brings it back: skulls and skeletons attached
Skulls and skeletons attached
A tattooed love
A tattooed love
A tattooed love (No longer wasting my time)
A tattooed love (No longer living the lie)
Cyril Koopmeiners – Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Vocal
Jochem van Rooijen – Drums, Percussion
Giovanni Aspria – Bass
Bouke Bijlsma – Harmony Vocals
HenkJan van Minnen – Piano, Hammond Organ, Harmony Vocals
Kiss and Make Up, Radiate, Well Particularly and Tattooed Love were recorded and mixed at the Mi5 Studios (Hoorn, The Netherlands).
Produced by Cyril Koopmeiners and Jochem van Rooijen
Recorded by Jeroen Tenty and Eric Lensink
Mixed by Jeroen Tenty, Cyril Koopmeiners, Eric Lensink and Jochem van Rooijen
Mastered by Darius van Helfteren (Amsterdam Mastering)