Suitcase - Identity [Official Lyric Video]

"Identity" titre composé et interprété par le groupe Suitcase. Extrait de "The Fireside". Swann Foucher : Chant et percussions Yelan Perrodin : Guitare Théophile Aschehoug : Piano et percussions Merci à Lila Foucher pour sa participation musicale. Visuels réalisés par Théophile Aschehoug Paroles : Got my name from the white sided crows, But my mind was up to the blowing wind so I decided to turn back and go And the one way I took was back to home Hiding out from temptation To stay and play and finish on the pavement What a painful thing to finish on So the one way I took was back to home But I was far, so far, so far From being back there, I needed a car Hiding on my ideas and my scars I just sat right up next to the road Well the car came, lucky man passing Don't know why but he was there Right next to me as I was laying Down so I stood up and that I told : As you drive alone, you could take me by the way I'm trying to go back home, would you be here for me ? Would you take me by the way ? He told me "no I've got other plans, Don't you know what's going on over there ?" Showing me where I was coming from I knew that on this guy I couldn't count I flew away and flew again Searching for more potential men Crossing on the desert and the sand And I saw a car that was to come The driving guy was a monster He had a big face, dirty hair, and the muscles roasted Square chin, Nose : thin, and a little coke Inside of it, like a motherfucking mobster Asked him for help, he was like "no, I don't Have time for strangers, gotta go" Leaving me right there, sitting on my back I had pity for myself, and for this hippie on crack And as you drive alone, you would take me by the way I'm trying to go back home, would you be here for me ? Would you take my by the way Feel like a pineapple on pizza Ain't nobody there who is willing to taste my Personality, like a cockatoo, I have plenty Of them, but you don't want to hear about that So I try and try and try to get out If feel trapped in this place, I'm dumb in the crowd Lost away from home, like a deaf in the fog Take my brain, take my mind, put a knife on my throat Now damn those cars, I'll just sit 'round here and pray For somebody who would care a bit about me And about others' life today