Kids On Neptune – “Bodies In Lies” Seahorse Recordings

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Kids on Neptune – “Bodies in Lies” Seahorse Recordings – Official Music Video

Artist city, country: Forlì, Italy

Artist Biography: Kids on Neptune was formed in 2012 when the guitarist and singer Antonio Valentini and the drummer Giovanni Chiodi met at a university party. In March 2014, the bass player Matilde Marchetti joined the band, giving new impulse (and intensifying the creation of new songs).
From their different background, the three members of the band gave birth to a dynamic and desertic sound, marked out by grunge, punk and stoner rock influences.
After two years of live shows in their hometown, Forlì, and in the neighbouring provinces of Bologna, Ravenna and Rimini, on July 2016 Kids on Neptune sign for the Italian-indie-label Seahorse Recordings. On March 2017 Giovanni quit the band, due to personal reasons, and was replaced by Alberto Carapia.

Director Name: Walter Molfese – Aura Studio
Producer Name: Kids on Neptune

About the Video: A metaphor from The Scarlet Letter (Nathaniel Hawthorne) in the video it becomes the blue letter (Color of Neptune).

Artist Website: https://www.facebook.com/kidsonneptune
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kidsonneptune
BandCamp: https://kidsonneptune.bandcamp.com/releases
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kidsonneptune/

Label Name: Seahorse Recordings
Label Website:http://www.seahorserecordings.com/

Song Lyrics: “Bodies in Lies”

I don’t wanna live a life
Under the looks of dirty eyes
Your words are fire inside my heart
That’s growing, but I will burn away
Masters in the art of blaming
And models of ethical wearing
They feel so good for other’s pains
Good lies, covered in fake smiles
Minds blown away, and bodies in line
Every single man is surrounded
by black spies
Every sin you do is
improved for a smile
Of men spoiled inside
It travels at the speed of sound
And touch the lips of every mouth
Gossip is son of boring lives
But good deeds will fly away
So watch your words, for you I’m no one
To me is you that hateful scum
It’s not my fault, shut up, fuck off!
Sue me! I really had enough
Minds blown away, and bodies in line
Every single man is surrounded
by black spies
Every sin you do is improved for a smile
Of men spoiled inside