la luna

by la luna

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about

this album was released as a cassette on june 27, 2012 when we were called brain fever. we toured for 66 days across canada, the u.k. and u.s.a. playing these songs every night. our lives changed.
so we changed our name, remixed and remastered the album, and released it on vinyl.

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credits

released March 12, 2013

recorded and mixed by alex kurth.
mastered by nick zampiello and rob gonnella at new alliance east.
all songs by la luna.
la luna is vanessa gloux, alex kurth, noah michael and nicolas field.

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la luna Toronto, Ontario

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Track Name: you can take the love out of lover
I want to eat your heart.
(If I could trick you, I would trick you.)
I will run away,
(With blood on my lips
Like ruby red lipstick.)
He took my love and he ate it up,
Filled by it but for a single day.
He took my hand and my future read:
I would never love again.
I spit it out.
I fall to my knees.
And I swear it,
Something evil rose in me.
Track Name: neverland
My body does not belong to you.
Do not ask me to smile.
My feelings do not belong to you.
My heart is not for you to judge.
My mistakes belong to no one else,
Count yours before mine.
I don’t fucking belong to anyone,
And I never will.
Track Name: words and deeds
Where do I begin?
I walk in circles,
Over and over,
And slowly die.
Selling my seconds,
All too fucking sober.
Words and deeds
Create patterns so ugly,
It makes my head hurt.
I used to think things would be different by now.
Track Name: never talk, only shame
Cut me through with stone,
Cut me through skin and bone.
I’ve been told what to do,
I’ve been told i’m alone.
Sew me shut, shut me up.
Stitches across my lips,
Never talk, only shame.
Box my ears, hold shut my eyes,
Re-write my words, I’ll tell your lies.
Track Name: winter
This winter isn’t cold enough.
I’m old enough to know
It’s not time to settle yet.
When the skies become blue again,
The grey will escape to the edge of fall.
I wonder if hanging on is worth it at all.
Holding to hopes,
Holding to you.
But if I’m not holding onto anything
What’s it all for?
This winter isn’t cold enough.
Track Name: the fool's card
I’ve done it again,
Been a fool.
Let the breath out of me,
Like sparrows
Out of a cage.
Wine can’t wash these hands clean.
These hands can’t hold water.
I’ve been a fool.
Track Name: destroy everything you love
Destroyed everything you love.
You can’t change what you’ve become.
Do you know who is at fault?
Destroyed everything that you love.
It destroys you.

I know my faults,
And I can’t hide them.
I can’t sleep at night,
Because the voices rattle on in my head,
About how things used to be,
About how things should be.
I can’t change what I’ve become.
Too many lives are charged by egos,
Too many people lock themselves in their rooms,
Declaring the world an ugly place.
Maybe our moms didn’t hold our hands tightly enough,
Or maybe society held them too tight.
This is wrong, and this is right.
All I know is, I can’t hide my anger anymore,
And I’ll scream to the top of my lungs.

Destroyed everything you love.
I’m fed up.
I’m fucking fed up.

Destroyed everything that you love.
You can’t change.
It’s my fault.
Destroyed everything you love.
Track Name: ferme la lune
Woke up to bright lights
Body on the floor
I only lost sight
Slowly my body goes

Don’t let go

Mirrors remind me of empty eyes
Molded shoulders worked in by
the weight of eight hours sold
Saving up to pay for my grave.