Beyond What's Left

by Bitpart

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180-gram black vinyl / 13 tracks / 33 rpm / Released by Destructure Records (France) and Rumbletowne Records (USA).



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released May 7, 2016



Bitpart is Julie (bass/vocals), Éric (guitar/vocals) and Franck (drums/vocals).

All songs written by Bitpart in 2013, 2014 and 2015.

Recorded in November 2015 by Nicolas Bazire at Swan Sound Studio (France). Mixed and mastered in December 2015 by Guillaume Doussaud.

Photos by Julie (front cover and polaroids) and Éric (back cover and polaroids). Hand-lettering and layout by Éric.

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Bitpart Paris, France

Three-piece punk band from Paris, France. Songs of love and hate. Sweet and harsh.

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Track Name: Where The Heart Is
the anger starts when i look in the mirror
i see the mask i've been wearing for so long

i guess i thought i would need protection
i will push to find a solution

we could live a life of cowardice
but we could, we could try to live the dream

no need to be scared by the messy world around
Track Name: Real And Close, Out Of Mind
oh my! what's the meaning of trying to stay afloat?
don't get me wrong, i don't need make believes
(tough, tough, tough decisions)
to pave a way that's nothing without tough choices
(tough, but real and close)

hey you! what're you doing? keeping on closing your senses
did you ever get a glimpse of something
(tough, tough, tough decisions)
beyond that terrible movie we're all fed with?
(tough, but real and close)

nobody's drama (stranger!)
random scary events (spectator!)
but do you feel involved when (am i…)
when you're hurting someone? (… doing things that count?)

the way you think you love
the words you use all day
check what you do for money
politics through your veins

got to break the flow and start to feel what's close and real

if we all try to be ourselves and forget all the acting
quit telling me about your duties
(tough, tough, tough decisions)
then we'll stop to turn each other into losers
(tough, but real and close)

nobody's drama (stranger!)
random scary events (spectator!)
but do you feel involved when (am i…)
when you're hurting someone? (… doing things that count?)

the way you think you love
the words you use all day
check what you do for money
politics through your veins

what's wrong with myself? how can i touch what's in my hands?
why do i keep on waiting for sad stories written by some magic hand?

time to feel beyond what's left, little coward
it's time to live your life better than this
the sound, the touch, the smell, all that matters
you lost the things that make it worth it
don't blame others, you're the one, the only one
Track Name: Girls
i haven't seen you in a while
touring from a city to another one

so many punk shows, so many art shows
i look around and i don't see you

you shouldn't wait for a sign
just take the space, don't play their game

please don't hide

let's give a voice to each other

you shouldn't wait for a sign
just take the space, don't play their game
Track Name: I'll Never Get It (Whatever)
let me get this straight
i don't get what time is all about
when some say that it's efficient to be really bored
and others that you'd better forget yourself
in a thousand things no one gives a shit about

drawing pictures, learning some stuff
making new friends, yelling around

i don't feel okay
running after something every single day, overheating, doing nothing
i will never end up making really real what i always postpone
i know it all, everything that makes a little sense
goes away from me

having sex, singing a song
writing stories, forgetting time

time seems to be what you say it is, whatever
does time even exist?
going fast, going slow, yeah… whatever
does time even exist?

i don't care to go nowhere if it's with you
and i won't care about time, i swear
how could i care about something i
something i don't get?

doing nothing, being busy
what's good for me, i'll never get it
Track Name: Easy To Pretend
dead calm in my head, jokes and parties won't help
give me something real, scream out words that i don't get
searching for a sparkle from someone out there
let's start a fire and dance on our dead minds

'cause i am so tired of all the thoughts pulling me down
destroy my world so i can finally reach you

tears on tv and cops in the streets won't wake me up
i spent too much time in my own cage, is it just like yours?
i try not to think, i need to forget my ways
let's start a fire and unlearn what we've been taught

'cause i am so tired of all the thoughts pulling me down
destroy my world so i can finally reach you

truth is probably a pile of nonsense
who wants to embrace the beauty of it all?

'cause i am so tired of all the thoughts pulling me down
destroy my world so i can finally reach you
it's easy to pretend, so easy to pretend
i could act like i just don't care
it's easy to pretend, but i know where it leads

i've no time to, no time to fool you or anyone else
it's my time to, my time to choose between shit and nonsense
no time to, no time to fool you or anyone else
it's my time to, my time to choose between shit and nonsense
Track Name: Let Me Explain
i don't want to fade into the background when i walk the street
just because you think i'm your fucking toy
you say i have a nice ass, you want to fuck me, just go fuck yourself
just because you think i'm your fucking toy

one-track minded shadows all around
staring at me like some sweet sweet candy
lazy brainless dicks on the street
who'd better swallow their pride and start to think

i don't want to fade into the background when i walk the street
just because you think i'm your fucking toy
you say i have a nice ass, you want to fuck me, just go fuck yourself
just because you think i'm your fucking toy

if we're all products in a supermarket
then i'm a knife, not a plastic crap
if little babies want to play
i'll be the wound that makes them cry

the streets are not your playground and i'm not your fucking toy
we won't live defeated, what's the matter with you?
the streets are not your playground and i'm not your fucking toy
we won't live defeated, what's the matter with you?

if we're all products in a supermarket
then i'm a knife, not a plastic crap
if little babies want to play
i'll be the wound that makes them cry

i'm not your toy, i'm not your toy
i'm not your fucking toy
Track Name: Drifting Away
i don't feel at home in my hometown anymore
i need to get out of here
they control our bodies and i can't control my tears
i need to get out of here

foggy mind under the rain
walking on streets i know so well
but i'm lost down here
this life doesn't make sense
and i need a ride home

i don't feel at home in my hometown anymore
i need to get out of here
they control our bodies and i can't control my tears
i need to get out of here

foggy mind under the rain
walking on streets i know so well
but i'm lost down here
this life doesn't make sense
and i need a ride home
Track Name: Done With Here
back home again, with eyes in the back of my head
who cares what's ahead? 'cause i don't give a damn

now i'm walking backwards, everywhere i go
i lost all kind of confidence, all kind of confidence

where new shits are already old, there's no excitment, nothing
no crazy heartbeats, just something regular and sad

nothing scary, nothing thrilling, and boredom is stuck to my shoes
no crazy heartbeats, just something regular and sad

i know i'm wrong, but i can't change this vision
i'm done with here, i wanna go back there

where all things count, count to me, and excitment is everywhere
crazy heartbeats make me dizzy, feelings going up and down

where i'm scared or thrilled so easily, and boredom is just a bad memory
crazy heartbeats make me dizzy, feelings going up and down

going, going, going up and down
Track Name: Tiny Box
time really goes faster and faster
i'm wondering what i'm doing with my life
i waste too much time working on things
that don't really matter at all

i know, i know, i don't want to split my brain in two
i know, i know, it doesn't work to live this way anymore

now i feel this time is behind me
it's gonna be different, i swear
i'm working on it, to live the way i really feel
life is too short

i know, i know, i don't want to split my brain in two
i know, i know, it doesn't work to live this way anymore

i'm 30 years old and i know it all now
there's no way for me to settle down in that tiny box
you can call me a black sheep, well i don't give a damn
there's no way to stop the bad seed in me
from growing stronger

i know, i know, i don't want to split my brain in two
i know, i know, it doesn't work to live this way anymore
Track Name: Your Stupidest Fantasy
my fantasized life is what makes me happy
a thousand possible lives, a dream that kills me
i shouldn't name it a dream, it's worse than a nightmare
thoughts fucked up forever, a religion i can't escape

a legal drug to build myself with
just about everyday
hopes, tears and fights under control
of the greatest substance ever made

my brain is a pet that you feed endlessly

i wish i knew the one i could be
your program stole me that ability
i'm a hollow shell in search of
your stupidest fantasy

it's the game you play
to make money out of my pain

my fantasized life is what makes me happy
a thousand possible lives, a dream that kills me

you breed me as a junky waiting
for the next holy shit you'll sell
i don't know what i'm supposed to hang on
you suffocate me with your silly tales

my brain is a pet that you feed endlessly

i wish i knew the one i could be
your program stole me that ability
i'm a hollow shell in search of
your stupidest fantasy
i'm a hollow shell in search of
your stupidest fantasy
Track Name: Pattern
heavy silence throughout the room
it's only the noise of the city
how can we feel so lonely then
when we are together?
it's only you, me and our memories
no one talks, no one talks, no one talks

new pattern, let's play a new pattern
try to make a good one
new pattern, new pattern
let's play a new pattern

when i look in your eyes
all i can see is a sea of shit
when i look deep in my heart
i know how i feel, how i feel
no one talks

new pattern, let's play a new pattern
try to make a good one
new pattern, new pattern
let's play a new pattern

how can we feel so lonely then
when we are together?
it's only you, me and our memories

everyday we get closer to death
someday you'll realize it's way too late

new pattern, new pattern
let's play a new pattern
new pattern, new pattern
let's find a good one
Track Name: I Don't Want To Fuck People Over
i'm losing my time, sitting around, walking around
with nothing on my mind
but boredom and that rough feeling
a huge need of something i can't name

i don't know the fuck what i need the most
but it's definitely not here
civilizations, take back your illusions
and all the crap you designed to run fast
'cause i know now

i won't do the things that i've been asked for
i don't want to fuck people over
i don't give a shit about your goddam awards

if that's what you call, if that's what you call
recognition, you can shove it up your ass
and lead the world to its fucking end
at least i'm not involved
i'm not involved

i've seen it all for a second
the weight of evolution
and it's tearing me down
i don't want to fuck people over

how will i find
who i am and what i'm worth for
if i'm born to be the loser
that chemistry wants me to be?

where is comfort when you hate
all the values you're surrounded by?
comfort is in a weird song
something useless
a drawing in the afternoon

it's you and me
taking care of each other
care of each other, care of each other
something not expected

a glimpse of happiness
Track Name: Friend
when everything's wrong i come talk to you
you make things alright when i feel so blue

you're such a blessing and i won't be messing
with the only thing that brings light to all my darkness

there's no other one

you're such a blessing and i won't be messing
with the one thing that brings light to all my darkness

you're such a good friend, you're such a good friend

you're such a blessing and i won't be messing
with the one thing that brings light to all my darkness