Princess Flash

by Foreign Diplomats

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1.
Coffee brought me to the conclusion that some people don't deserve to live Coffee brought me to the conclusion that blood may arouse you but I'm tired of giving you mine Coffee brought me to the conclusion that I should smoke more cigarettes and fuck less suffragettes Pity my rhymes I need a confidante Not a lie I still haven't reached the knife you shoved in my back Stop turning it 'cause the wound's already infected enough And now I let my hate for you get over my love for you and feels good and feels new Pity my rhymes I need a confidante Not a lie On second thought I don't want your pity
2.
Vampires, You wake up in the dark To all of you in love with liars Go to hell, you're a lark And the smoke sways Around the sun and through the smoke In front of stars with all their fame There they stand, dead for the most And we'll whine for wine again With paint going down your hands, my hands You could kill someone, I know you can With paint going down your hands, my hands We'll build a home Where you want, just for you 'Cause we're tired of you screaming, you pointless waste of time You'll throw it on the ground, that's what you love, that's what you do You want more, you need more.
3.
Queen+King 03:25
The blood on these hands Is giving me the chills The blood on these hands It hurts, it slowly kills These voices oh so cut Are trying to hold the fear These voices oh so cut They're singing for the fear The screams in the streets Are getting me to sleep The screams in the streets How useless it is to weep The noises in the dark They're people in your bed The noises in the dark They're people in my head The faces of the queen Are always full of joy 'Cause the queen is rich and the queen is loved But the king is dead
4.
Color 03:31
Beasts are beautiful working on their shadows like their teeth before Beasts are loud as her with their bloody finger cutting through all the others As it looks around all I see is the window Strangling, wrestling, watching Screaming all around to the judging dead Watch me, watch me, watch me dance You'll never get the bet that you'd beat I bet And you should let go, 'cause you won't reach the bow AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH What's the fuck with this color I just want it, I just need it, I just want it It's killing me 'cause my genes don't care I'm tired of the side effects, I'd like to see what's next So just give me another cigarette As your hands all fall, slowly to the ground With all the shivers and all the sounds You'll never get the bet that you'd beat I bet And you should let go, 'cause you won't reach the bow AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
5.
I said I'm a snob With a sob TH TH TH That's why your friends don't like me Well I'm sorry, that's what I see Please sing for us We need it now We all know it hurts We all know it curves We all know it purrs We all know it lures I do know I'm a job But I don't want you to sssstop I'll watch it change all its got And I know I'll get caught We're in it for the leaves We hate it when it leaves We know it never grieves We know it never bleeds We'll wait 'till it's gone Even though it won't be long But look it started to snow Please sing for us We need it now It's not that hard to turn me on But wait 'till you have to turn me off It doesn't help when you sway like that over my head I guess my bridge still leads inside of you Please sing for us We need it now
6.
Home makes me scream 'cause when it sings in the dark yea when it shouts in the car and I'm trying to hold the wheel and I'm trying to think of words to prove me wrong but the people I love they push me saying "Come back home now you're gone too far" Don't like you anymore, my Lily You're a tease and you're a bore, my Lily And I heard a noise when you stood in front of all the judges with their laws made from cause and their hands holding us like dolls, treating us like dogs, watching us like fog and it came so slowly But I'm a creep and she's a beast Don't like you anymore, my Lily You're a tease and you're a bore, my Lily No chance of clouds full of thunder raging in my car Chances are that one was for you miss K but you're too far Chances are I'm still a creep in my car Chances are you're still a beast in my car Chances are I'll go back to my car
7.
Beni Oui Oui 04:27
You messed me up real good And I hate you for that And I thank you for that You can stop now The joke's getting rude Maybe I should help for that Maybe I don't want to help for that And why is it so long to answer How it that the plan? It's a cruel plan pouin pouin pouin pouin pouin pouin OH OH OH OH OH OH You found your prey You ate its heart 'Cause it tastes so good Yea it tastes so good Your broken prey You took its spine Now it will say "yes" to anything Oh watch out 'cause it's coming Maybe the wine's a trigger for me But you're not here to hold me for that Yea you're hammer's too far away for that I told you I wouldn't write bitter songs But it's too late for that And L's too hot for that And why is it so long to answer How it that the plan? It's a cruel plan
8.
Mexico 04:06
Well maybe we could talk about it Talk of all the shit that you bring Maybe we could talk about it Talk of when you were watching colors They chaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAnged ouwoho They chaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAnged ouwoho I don't think I jumped it all It just seemed the right thing to do To watch it die in Mexico While the others kissed and the blood was flowing though their mouuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUths ouwhoho Their mouuuuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUths ouwoho But please try to hurry 'Cause it's getting dark And it's getting cold And everyone is dancing They turn and turn The sky is your head Your head is a creep You'll drown in the chances You'll eat with defeat The food it is rotten And you, you are late You were watching the dancers So sweet and cheap, you were taking peace from the haaaaaaAAAAAATe ouwoho The haaaaaaAAAAAAAAte ouwoho But please try to hurry 'Cause it's getting dark And it's getting cold And everyone is dancing They turn and turn You cried for so long Maybe it's time to dance But pigs don't know no romance You tried to dance but could not follow the speed You just stood there and screamed ooooooOOOOOOOOh ouwoho oooooooOOOOOOOOh ouwohoI
9.
I must be low I lost my girl to politics and french gents My bone headed heart Is lighting up fires on death row All the shit Just made me sharpen my teeth and nails It can't be prefab rehab It's an imposed drop, it's no true grit My gun has three numbers My gun has three numbers You've been aiming at my chest for all that time How am I still alive? And now your bullets taste bitter And I'm tired of adding sugar You've been squeezing my head for all that time How am I still alive? And now I've got a broken heart kit Might as well make some money out of it $$$$$$$ My gun has three numbers My gun has three numbers Get the fuck out of my head To get the fuck back in my head
10.
Crown 02:23
I never thought hell would be so cold I can't find a place to warm my breath I can't find a place to rest my head You just keep sucking too much space in there And I will just keep Hanging on my crown With a big machine Of boooooooooooooooooooooooooones I confuse love with sickness That's what woke me up That's what fucked me up To fall for the past is a disease that lasts Already told you that but it was mixed on files And I will just keep Hanging on my crown With a big machine Of boooooooooooooooooooooooooones
11.
I wish I could walk like the streets Oh man how they can walk With all the years of watching With the bruises made while trying I wish I was not your whore How easy it would be But sugar pie, I'm yours I'm your working girl Drunk Old Paul He shot his lover At least he could write about it all At least it was something to sing to I still don't know if it has feelings C-Cause hearing it talk Is like a bruise of the heart that infects While trying to scratch it off Drunk Old Paul He shot his lover At least he could write about it all At least it was something to sing to But babe, I can't do that Babe, I can't do that Anymore No No No Drunk Old Paul He shot his lover At least he could write about it all At least it was something to sing to

credits

released October 9, 2015

Words, music and arrangements by Elie Raymond
Except Crown : arrangements by Foreign Diplomats

Produced and mixed by Brian Deck
Recorded in the first cold months of 2015 (January to March) at Bathouse, Bath, Ontario and at the Indica studio, Montreal, Quebec
Engineered by Nyles Spencer at Bathouse and by Peter Edwards at the Indica studio
Most of Queen+King recorded by Mario Lessard at Planet Studios, Montreal, Quebec in June 2012
Mastered by Ryan Morey
Photos by Jerry Pigeon
Doodles by Tom F. Bruneau
Design by Julien Caya and Arthur Malet
Stylist: Samuel Fournier
Mua: Camille Sabbagh Bourret
Princess: Audrey Daudelin-Bernard

Thanks so much to our families, our friends and everyone who helped shape this project !

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