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BITTER ONE

Scarred your minds with the games that they wanna play
Evil running through their eyes
Leaders come, leaders go, leaders try to stay
Risk your life like a fool each and every day
What about those who cry, what about their pain?
Screaming loud into the night
Can't you see what the sky is about to say?
Crush us all with your fall, throw our dreams away

[Prechorus]
Sometimes, I'd like to tell the world what I think about it
Sometimes, I'd like to be the one who cares
Sometimes, so tired just to think about it
Some day I'd like to see

[Chorus]
But it's hidden for the eyes to see
The bitter ones' reality
If we're all good then we don't care
'bout someone elses pain

It's never really one of us
Cause we're all good, in God we trust
We'll understand it when we're dust
That we are all to blame

Blurred your eyes with the lies that they wanna say
Cripple thoughts broke this world
People cry, leaders laugh, leaders try to pray
Lost their souls with their goals, blew them miles away

[Prechorus]

[Chorus]

You suck up all their genius lies but try to look through victims eyes
The day will come when we'll look back and we'll be all ashamed
If tears could talk they'd shout like mad
There's something wrong, the world is sad
We're losing what we never had
And we are all to blame
P. EPHENTY

It must be lonely only loving yourself
When your voice is high on reverb
You must feel lower than the surface of ground
When you're always lost, never found

I hope you never change your way
I hope you never see the day
When you see that you're on your own
How it feels good to be unknown

People, faces, noise and time
Help me find my piece of mind
Strangers that I'll never meet,
Might just sweep me off my feet

Running through life never I crawl
That way you can't rise and fall
Play a little prayer of mine
Play for me and I'll be fine

You say sad words they make me blue
I have a question,
Does it matter if sometimes I say
I am color blind?

It was never always me
It was never always you
We were always on the side
We were always breaking through

I hope you never change your way
I hope you never see the day
When you see that you want to hide
How it feels good to be untied?

People, faces, noise and time,
Help me find my piece of mind
Strangers that I'll never meet
Might just sweep me off my feet

Running through life never I crawl
That way you can't rise and fall
Play a little prayer of mine
Play for me and I'll be fine
SOAP

Your words make your head seem pretty big
But will they help me understand?
Will they hide me from your hand?
Your eyes lit up just as Jesus said
Our God seems poor, hungry and sad
Shall we cheer him up as well?
Shall we sip a cup of hell to make us strong?
Your son, he looks just like Peter Pan
But with a huge gun in his hand
Will it help him dig his hole?
Will it keep him from the cold, the lame, the ugly?
And all we need is peace in our savannah
And our savannah is just a piece of what we need
We believe...
Your hair, it looks shocking as can be
And it's probably what set you free
But will it help you love your child?
Will it make me look so wild, so fun, so pretty?
So pretty, so pretty, so pretty, so pretty, soap ready, soap ready
Soap ready, soap ready, so pretty, so pretty, so pretty...
GADGET

Wait a minute, I'm passing the message
To the limit of being ignored
Contribution our chapter, our passage
Evolution is making us bored
Na na na na, the words of redemption
Reproduction of body and soul
Fornication the path of the righteous
Revolution is drilling a hole

Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na

Angry babies of now and tomorrow
Making way to the nature bowl
Butcher ladies of pleasure and sorrow
Give me peace but give me control
And you want a piece of the action
And you dream of carving a hole
To the top of a Jesus reaction
You'll be nailed down to the floor

Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na

Wait a minute, I'm passing the message
To the limit of being ignored
Contribution our chapter our passage
Evolution is making us bored
Na na na na, the words of redemption
Reproduction of body and soul
Fornication the path of the righteous
Revolution is drilling a hole!
TALES

The pity's gone and so am I
Your lifeless lips that said goodbye
I'll be so cruel to pack your friends
And they will sing in different tunes
Some of joy, some of you
But they will always break you down?

The city's gone beneath the rails
And all the tales, they're only tales
People help you when they leave
So save your love, we have to go
Pretend the rain is really snow
Don't worry, we'll sleep when we dry

Your songs began to smell so bad
Smell so bad and it was sad
To see you barking at your God
And he just threw his house away
House away, and now he'll stay
I guess it made him feel alright?

The city's gone beneath the rails
And all the tales they're only tales
People help you when they leave
So save your love, we have to go
Pretend the rain is really snow
Don't worry, we'll sleep when we dry
When we dry, when we dry...
TIRED EYES

I got no words to say to you
And I got nothing to cry about
But for my tired eyes, for my tired eyes, for my tired eyes
I get Mondays, you get Tuesdays
You get new ones, I get used days
There's so much more to the silence when it's gained
There's so much color I have to give away
For my tired eyes, oh my tired eyes, for my tired eyes...
Do you? 'Cause I do...Does it make you feel ok?
Do you? 'Cause I do...Gosh I think I'd like to stay...
Do you? 'Cause I do...Does it make you feel ok?
Do you? 'Cause I do...Does it make you feel...
COU ROUGE

I'm gonna take, take, take what I need
I'm gonna brick bake what I need
I'm gonna take, break, break, what if I bleed?
I'm gonna wake, wake, wake, wake up these
I'm gonna give them my disease
I'm gonna shake, shake, shake, all of your needs

I ain't gonna take it from here, I ain't gonna make it from here, I got lost?

Well it's a good, good thing I'm still alive
Why it's a great thing I'm still alive
I'm gonna take, take, take, make it squeal
And it's a full moon thing, mysterious
I'm gonna break down, make a big, big fuss
I'm gonna lie, love, hurt, I'm gonna feel?

I ain't gonna kneel to the thieves, I still need the skin on my knees, I'm not lost!

#??!#&%?!#?%$*!"#"!#??!#&%?!#?%$*!"#"!

Well it's a strange, strange thing operator, I guess I'll just stay on the line

I ain't gonna break into tears, I still hear that voice in my ears

REDNECK!!!

I'm gonna take, take, take what I need
I'm gonna take, take what I need
I'm gonna take, take, what do I need?
I ain't gonna take it from here, I ain't gonna take...
WORDLESS

Creeping out, another motivated fool
Begins his search for a glimpse of nothing
I bought myself a dream, I bought myself a dream
Can you please hold on, I'll do anything?
And I'll beg, cry, weep,
Just as long as it makes me feel weak
And these thoughts were born numb but they're beginning to speak out loud
I bought myself a cloud, and I just realized that I shouldn't feel proud
Because it is nothing but water, though I like it to be sane
And it possesses no spirit, although I gave it a name
And you'll ensure me that I'm dreaming, all the myth will fade away
And you'll ask me who I am, and who are you, what a shock

Oh,
Oh, never would you really know, don't let our hearts turn into snow
Oh, never will I be sure, so please

What a happy looking smile
Try to hold it for a while
And I'll take it off in every other way
I got myself a muse?
I killed myself a muse!
Can you please hold her head and I'll steal her shoes?
And I'll just pretend to be dancing upon this perfect flame
And I'll give myself another much more perfect looking name
And I'll tell you all my secrets all the deep enchanted scars
And you'll ask me who I am, and what am I, oh? what a shock

Oh,
Oh, never will I really know, don't let our hearts turn into snow
Oh, never will you be sure, so please

Oh, never will I really know, why let our hearts turn into snow
Oh, never will I be sure, so please
PIECES

These are the pieces of
Pieces of me forgetting you
I made them live without
The parts that still belong to you
Still belong to you
These are the poor lost souls
The holes of yesterdays needs
And we're just made to belong
And we were born to repeat
We are the living proof of black and white
We are the Sunday news of better times
And all the desperate songs,
They will make you cry
And you'll try to disguise...

The truth
Yes the truth, it seems so fine
But give me lies
Your lies are mine
I wanna see a different real
If you can feel, then I can heal
And all the days that came across
Cannot replace the days I've lost
And all the seamless ups and downs
They only make me wear your crown of pretty pieces
Crown of pretty pieces

These were the pieces of, pieces of me forgiving you
I made them die in love...
NOTHING BUT A PLAY

Heaven seems flooded with a cool warm wave, but it's cold
And sometimes your words seem far more deeper than it shows
But there's something in the way that everyone is praying for their soul
When it's time to reminisce so much more will be for those who know

A show, nothing but a play
We'll all choose our roles
They will choose our names
Some of them have gone too far
Never question their ways
When the curtains close
Nothing real stays?
Nothing has a reason then...
I need to find myself a way

How many times is a lot to define,
A cry in your head? A word someone said?
How much does it take, to finally feel awake?
A coin on the street, a crown on your head?
How much do you feel?
How fast do you heal?

A show, nothing but a play
We'll all choose our roles
They will choose our names
Some of them have gone too far
Never question their ways
When the curtains close
Nothing real stays
Nothing has a reason then
I need to find myself a way

Your act is something I have never seen
How do you look so honest?
You're playing something that has never been
But that's a part of another

Show, nothing but a play
We'll all choose our roles
They will choose our names
Nothing has a reason then
BROKEN MIRROR

There stands a slave
A broken believer
Trying to set free
For we are all dreamers
His dream came true
For he's an achiever
He thinks he's free
But his scars they are deeper

You can't see yourself
'cause you've broken your mirror
You're acting scared
'cause you'd like to see

What you've become
What have you done?

Come Mother Nature
And I'll tell you what I wanna be
Some people are animals
But I would like to be the sea
Come mister Cupido
I'll tell you what I wanna love
Some people are so down low
But I would like to be above

Broke my mirror, I can't hide it
Days from now I will feel blinded
Still a dreamer, can't fight it
Cryin' loud so no one buys

Reflections of me
Trying to find me
Everyone's here
They're walking beside me

I cannot feel
This anger inside me
Am I alive?
Or am I just winding?

Maybe I should try,
Try to fall asleep
Maybe tomorrow
When I hear the beep
I'll be alive
They will find me again
The story will repeat, but tomorrow it's you my friend
BEAUTY AS BAIT

Please get up, the choice is yours
I need a friend, I closed the doors
But please get up, I'll give a hand
I heard it all, I understand
And I will hide, and then I'll breathe through your lungs

Please get up, the ground is cold
Our eyes will close, our hands unfold
Try to speak, I know it hurts,
Your voice is mine, it's weak and burned,
But evil found another way to hold us down

Now I'm ready, give your best, let us drink our lies
Safe and steady in my nest, I will lie with flies

Take a look, it's always there
Just how they live, just how they care
Take a look, I am afraid
Some don't belong, and some betrayed
I'll hold you close, from all the beasts, from all above

Now I'm ready, give your best, let us drink our lies
Pull me from my human nest, I will lie with flies
Now I'm ready, give me hate, I will borrow life
Filled with beauty as bait, let me eat from life
SLOW MOTION PICTURE

These times are oh so tragic
No place for inner magic
But I feel a buzz and I'm so glad to be
There's no point livin' if you're not having fun
And it's a good feeling just feeling the sun

Complicated? Simplify it!
No need to start a riot

I found a space where it's so clear to see
There's no point searching for some sense in life
'cause it's a hot time just being alive

A mind so philosophic
But if it's choking, cough it
Can't trust nothing that's according to plan?
Then you shouldn't spend time sticking it to the man
And we'd all feel better if we just set loose
'cause it's a good thing that we still have the juice

'cause it's a raw beatin'
It's a na na na na na
Fast playing guitar on adrenalin rush

It's a raw beatin'
It's another na na na na na
A slow motion picture
Just being alive

Cause it's a raw beatin'
It's a na na na na na
Fast playing guitar on adrenalin rush

It's a raw beatin'
It's another na na na na na
A slow motion picture
Just being alive!
BLUE TRAINS

Someone's lying on the floor
Someone we love who we adore
Crushed by an order of blue trains
Trying to whisper out her name

Father loves his son so much
So a brother eats a punch
Through the eyes of complete strangers
All for the element of danger

I'm your helper, I'm your whore
I will grind you to the floor
Please get in and we'll be gone
Enjoy the city's evil son

On the mark I'll guess your name
How I'm awfully glad you came
Let me show you all my pay holes
This is really what I'm made for

Someone's lying on the floor
Someone we love who we adore
I am not the one to blame
We all forgot what was her name

Recenzija: Poultry

Jos jedan prilog postojanju malog kruzoka njegovatelja nezavisnog diskografskog izdavastva u Hrvata debitantski je album hrvatskih emo rockera Scroll koji se izrazavaju i puku obracaju univerzalnim engleskim. Mark i Tony Mrakovcic uz Filipa Romca i Leona Culjka masterirali su debi album pod kalifornijskim suncem pogadjajuci izmedju vrlo konkretnog rock and rolla ("Tired Eyes", "Cou Rouge", "P. Epheny", "Beauty As Bait") do laganih momenata ("Tales", "Gadget"). Osim iznimne volje i atipicnog antipristupa saznavanju o postojanju benda, te smanjenih ambicija u sunovracenju s hrvatskim medijima, Scroll upadaju u uho odlicnim Markovim vokalom koji je rijetko cuto nastavljanje freneticnih visina Perryja Farella i stilistike Jella Biafre dok se poigravao s okruzenjem u Dead Kennedysima, te Bretta Andersona da je kojim slucajem zakacen za punk a ne tetkica art. Premda se osjeti nedostatak poliranosti i dobro bi dosle glasnosti materijala koji je unatoc americkom cifranju ostao u domeni bolje produciranih demo snimaka, Scroll su osjetni dasak svjezine na ucmalom domacem teritoriju. Kamo srece da njihov univerzalizam bude razumljiv siroj populaciji od publike koja ce podrzati i debi Orange Stripsa.

Andjelo Jurkas

http://www.vip.hr/sp/show?idc=25000560&idalbum=101575
(vip.hr 14.04.2008)

Recenzija: Moderan bend (pre)sirokih utjecaja

Ocito je da rock u Hrvatskoj polagano dolazi na grane koje zasluzuje, da se sve vise priblizavamo svjetskim trendovima, makar kasnimo za njima duzi niz godina. Zanrovska raznolikost mladih bendova je sve veca i veca, a sa Scrollom smo dobili dimenziju poput onog komercijalnog americkog alternativnog rocka.

Scroll postoji vec nekoliko godina, ali su tek nedavno uspjeli doci do svoga prvijenca "Poultry". Bend je uigrana cetvorka predvo?ena gitarom i vokalom Marka Mrakovcica, drugi gitarist je Filip Romac, a ritam-sekciju cine Tony Mrakovcic (bubanj) i Leon Culjak (bas). Vidi se da decki imaju podosta iskustva, posto su pjesme sarolike i viseslojne, a pogo?ena im je i produkcija zbog koje dolaze jos vise do izrazaja.

Na svojoj MySpace stranici kao utjecaje su nabrojili same velikane, od Iggya Popa, Led Zeppelina i Hendrixa, pa do Casha, Cavea i U2-a, ali ipak su najblizi modernom spoju pop punka, grungea, rocka ili kako je to danas uobicajeno reci modern rocka u stilu Nickelbacka i srodnih mu bendova.

Ovako, crno na bijelo, moze se dobiti svakakav dojam o njima, ali mora im se priznati hrabrost koju su pokazali iskoracivsi na teren kojeg kriticari malo vole zbog svoje neoriginalnosti, dok publika to pusi vec godinama. Scroll je ipak zanimljiv bend jer kroz svoj osnovni temelj prosara i kroz druge zanrove, pa se izgradila lijepa glazbena kulisa.

Jedan od minusa koji ce se mozda pokazati i presudnim su tekstovi na engleskom, za koje smatram da Hrvati nisu jos spremni. Iskreno, ne znam kako bi to sve zvucalo da se pjeva na hrvatskom (pretpostavljam znatno slabije), ali engleski bi mogao biti velika barijera prema masovnijoj publici koju se preferira (barem je takav moj dojam).

Album zapocinje pjesmom "Bitterone" i laganim ambijentalnim tonovima, da bi uskoro prerasla u punk kakvog su Green Day svirali prije desetak godina, dok je pripjev neinovativan i slab, s tipicnim emo deranjem umjesto nekim suvislim glasovnim dionicama.

Vec sljedeca, "P.Ephenty", zvuci kao da je dosla s americkog kontinenta, pomijesani svi zanrovi koje oni preferiraju, kao svojevrsni miks emo i modern rocka, "Soap" je prvi nesto laksi moment albuma, zapocne kao atmosfericna balada da bi prerasla u prelijepo gra?enje osnovne glazbene teme pa se u solazama osjeti sva razigranost ovog kvarteta.

"Gadget" zvuci kao spoj ranih Peppersa (stihovi) i Gogol Bordella (refren), cime jos vise dokazuju svoju svestranost, izvrsna akusticna laganica "Tales" je jedan od glavnih aduta albuma, "Tired Eyes" je mjesavina hard i glam rocka, dok je "Cou Rouge" nabrijani punk rock u stilu The Hivesa, a sama usporedba s njima puno govori o hitoidnosti skladbe.

Drugi dio albuma otvara prosjecna "Wordless" u kojima se poigravaju s grungeom i ostavsinom Pearl Jama, "Pieces" zvuci kao akusticni The Goo Goo Dolls, "Nothing But A Play" je jos jedno poigravanje hladnog (mirni pocetak) i toplog (bucan refren), a do kraja se prelijevaju klasicne modern rock skladbe na kakve smo navikli zadnjih par godina s nekoliko laganica.

Pomalo prevelika setnica zanrovima, donijela je podosta veliku zbrku pa je steta da nisu izbacili dvije tri pjesme jer bi tada album zvucao mnogo bolje i cjelovitije. Ovako je dojam malo manji, ali "Poultry" pokazuje da su Scroll vrlo dobar bend koji bi s 'americkom putovnicom' postigao znacajne rezultate.

Vrijeme ce pokazati koliko je domaci teren pogodan za Scroll, a do tad se mora konstatirati da je "Poultry" pravo osvjezenje na nasoj rock sceni, makar zvukovno i kvalitetom malo kaskaju za najboljim perjanicama.

http://www.muzika.hr/default.aspx?id=15509
(muzika.hr 14.04.2008)

Koncertna promocija Scrolla u KSET-u

Zagrebacka cetvorka Scroll promovirat ce u cetvrtak, 20. ozujka, prvi studijski album 'Poultry'. Za zagrijavanje atmosfere u KSET-u pobrinut ce se grupa Ruiz

Scroll danas, moglo bi se bez pretjerivanja reci, jest jedan od najperspektivnijih mladih hrvatskih bendova koji svojim zvukom odaju dojam da se radi o profesionalcima s duljim iskustvom, a ne o sarolikoj grupi studenata koji glazbeno djeluju tek od 2005. godine.

Koncertom u KSET-u Scroll otvara niz koncerata koji ce se odrzati u svrhu promocije novog albuma, a koji ce se nastaviti i van granica Hrvatske. Prilika je to da se po prvi puta uzivo cuje 14 novih autorskih pjesama s njihovog novog albuma nazvanog 'Poultry' koji izlazi u izdanju Ephenty Records. Uz hladno pice i vrelu atmosferu podgrijanu zestokim i melodicnim riffovima pracenim vokalnim akrobacijama poput onih na pjesmi Cou Rouge, ovaj koncert rasplesat ce i one depresivne.

Cijena ulaznice je 15 kuna, nema pretprodaje. Pocetak je u 20 sati.

http://www.tportal.hr/info/zagreb/page/2008/03/11/0084006.html
(tportal.hr 11.03.2008)

Scroll se vracaju albumom prvijencem

Nakon dulje pauze, zagrebacka rock skupina Scroll vraca se na glazbenu scenu, no ovaj put sa sobom donose i prvi studijski album "Poultry" u izdanju etikete Ephenty Records.

Album prvijenac sadrzi 14 autorskih pjesama, od kojih su momci neke vec predstavili na svojim koncertima, te myspace stranici. Datum izlaska je najavljen za 22. veljace, a album ce biti dostupan putem sluzbene stranice benda.

Nakon izlaska albuma, Scroll ce zapoceti i s koncertnom turnejom, a zagrebacka promocija ce se odrzati u klubu KSET, 20. ozujka.

http://www.muzika.hr/default.aspx?id=14640
(muzika.hr 09.02.2008)