Daniel's Song Race • S04 W09 • Main Challenge

[Daniel]

MAIN CHALLENGE

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JUDGES

Dimitris / Julian / Dylan

COMPETITORS

James / Aless / agni / CHAE WITH A C / Bas / Jens / Wysteria / Alper / Callum / Eke / Luiri / George J.

VIEWERS

✨ Nicole ✨ / Ｊａｋｕｂ / jstårsz / Sel / Niklas / ✨💃 / ROBERT 💙 / Josh's Tattoo (Inactive) / Aglan / MaRtIn

[George J.]

S04 • W09
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SUMMERTIME SADNESS

PHOEBE STRUTS

This endlessly fascinating Irish rebel stunned the world with her confessional self-made video where she cried out for help, and yet defiantly called out society for its lack of compassion with mental illness. But Sinéad had been wearing her gorgeous heart on her sleeve long before she made global headlines, most notably on this stand-out song on her debut album. Using the city of Troy as a metaphor, O’Connor draws on memories of her emotionally-scarred childhood in Dublin. The result is both harrowing and poetic, and is widely interpreted as being influenced by her parents’ divorce. A masterpiece of vulnerability, and defiance


TROY
SINÉAD O'CONNOR
 


Timeslot 5:01 - 5:26  

LYRICS

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I'll remember it
And Dublin in a rainstorm
And sitting in the long grass in summer
Keeping warm
I'll remember it
Every restless night
We were so young then
We thought that everything
We could possibly do were the right
Then we moved
Stolen from our very eyes
And I wondered where you went to
Tell me when did the light die
You will rise
You'll return
The phoenix from the flame
You will learn
You will rise
You'll return
Being what you are
There is no other Troy
For you to burn
And I never meant to hurt you
I swear I didn't mean
Those things I said
I never meant to do that to you
Next time I'll keep my hands to myself instead
Oh, does she love you
What do you want to do?
Does she need you like I do?
Do you love her?
Is she good for you?
Does she hold you like I do?
Do you want me?
Should I leave?
I know you're always telling me
That you love me
Just sometimes I wonder
If I should believe
Oh, I love you
God, I love you
I'd kill a dragon for you
I'll die
But I will rise
And I will return
The Phoenix from the flame
I have learned
I will rise
And you'll see me return
Being what I am
There is no other Troy
For me to burn
And you should've left the light on
You should've left the light on
Then I wouldn't have tried
And you'd never have known
And I wouldn't have pulled you tighter
No I wouldn't have pulled you close
I wouldn't have screamed
No I can't let you go
And the door wasn't closed
No I wouldn't have pulled you to me
No I wouldn't have kissed your face
You wouldn't have begged me to hold you
If we hadn't been there in the first place
Ah but I know you wanted me to be there oh oh
Every look that you threw told me so
But you should've left the light on
You should've left the light on
And the flames burned away
But you're still spitting fire
Make no difference what you say
You're still a liar
You're still a liar
You're still a lawyer

[Aless]

 

Timeslot: 1:50

[Eke]

Junglepu$$y



Chelsea Wolfe - "Grey Days"
1:55+

Blue is the colour of sadness, grey is the colour of depression. The title of this song refers to a period of time without colour, without true feeling - depression.
Depression numbs you, takes away all feeling - hence the lyrics: "How many years have I been sleeping? How many hours did I throw away?".
In this song Chelsea attempts to understand depression, understand the numbness and understand the lack of emotion she's feeling.
While the song itself is maybe not written with the intention of raising awareness for mental illness,
the exploration of depression in itself is what is important about this song, it's an attempt to understand the illness, and to not sulk in it.

Lyrics:

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How many years have I been sleeping?
Nobody ever said I was alive
Why does everything feel so unnamed?
The poison inside helps me along

Grey and holy
You said it was the first time
Like the morphine
You take it all away
Pretend it's okay
The grey days

Lost inside the River Styx
I don't know where to run
No hunger, no fever, no loss, no wager
Could wake your mind

How many years have I been sleeping?
How many hours did I throw away?
Why does everything feel so unnamed?
The poison inside helps me along

Grey and holy
You said it was the first time
Like the morphine
You take it all away
Pretend it's okay
The grey days

[Bas]

Miss Piggy

Plumb - Cut
3:15+
Plumb wrote the song about self harm. She was quoted in an interview saying that the song was "inspired by a girl involved in self- injury. It encompasses truth and beauty within such a painful subject, which metaphorically suggests the ability for goodness to come out of anguish."

 Lyrics:

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I'm not a stranger
No, I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore

A fragile flame aged
With misery
And when our eyes meet
I know you'll see

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when
I am cut

I may seem crazy
Or painfully shy
And these scars wouldn't be so hidden
If you would just look me in the eye
I feel alone here and cold here
Though I don't want to die
But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when
I am cut
Pain
I am not alone
I am not alone

I'm not a stranger
No, I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore

But I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I found it when
I was cut

[Alper]

WEEK 9 // SUMMERTIME SADNESS

i didnt want this thing called living.
Her life hasn't been easy. She has experienced self-doubt, depression, and even suicidal thoughts, fighting to get past them. Talking about her thoughts in this masterpiece, she takes us through her journey in life.

Adna
Living
Recap time: 3.45+

The Lyrics:

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I need to get out of my own head
To leave my whole past
Get new thoughts, new feelings
A whole new life
I never wanted this one

These days neither do I see or hear
Heavy eyes are being held up by bloody fingertips
In my ears, some buttons put a moderator
Making me unable of hearing

Today, I'm shouting my pain out
For now, because the echoing, the walls
I didn't want this thing called living
I never wanted this thing called living

The words were drowned by tears and I
Was standing weak at my knees
Between concrete buildings
Where the gravel and sorrow
Are filling my lungs with darkness

Ohhh, ohhh
I need to get out of my own head
To leave my whole past

[Callum]

Frieda Livêrie






Lisbonne Télégramme | Miroirs d'automne
Timeslot | 3:36-4:01

The narrative comes from a person who has lost someone to suicide - and proclaims that they would have done
anything to alleviate what the victim was going through. A chilling and concise piece that outlines the stark reality
of suicide from both victim and witness' points of view. 

This is further aided by the composition which mimics the grief and sadness that surrounds suicide - solemn and bare.

Lyrics
(in both French and English)

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Sous tes yeux Miroirs d’automne Tombent des larmes Triste paysage Des feuilles mortes Sur ton visage Tombe la nuit Dans son manteau de pluie Pour toi, j’aimerais construire Un château blanc de neige Pour y poser tes peines Et ton corps porcelaine Ta voix qui fuit Murmure de l’oubli De drôles d’histoires Que personne ne peut croire Ton souffle court Cherche la sortie Sauve qui peut Fais un dernier voeu Pour toi, j’aimerais construire Un château blanc de neige Pour y poser tes peines Et ton cœur porcelaine

Under your eyes Mirrors of autumn Falling in tears Sad landscape Dead leaves On your face Falls at night In their rain coat For you, I'd like to build A white castle made of snow To put your sorrows there And your porcelain body Your voice that leaks Whispers of oblivion Bizarre stories That nobody can believe Your short breath It seeks the exit It saves who can Make a final wish For you, I'd like to build A white castle made of snow To put your sorrows there And your porcelain heart