Gibran Vega



Personil: Gibran Vega

Sejak: 2019

Dari: Tangerang Selatan, Banten

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My name is GIbran Vega, i was born in Jakarta, ever since i was kid, i've always wanted to make something that people could relate to. i grew up with David Bowie, The Strokes, Tyler, the Creator, Mac Demarco and The Smiths. i would say those are my bigges

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band practice'

pure melancholy. we all have that one person we could not get rid off out of our mind. so you started looking at where it all went wrong, was it your fault or was it theirs? everybody could spend their entire life playing the blame game and yet no one could find the time for self acceptance. sounds pretentious, i know. but it sounds cool right? i guess their validation still means something in the end. but you still have your pride and your ego, so you try your hardest to justify their rejection. even it if means denying yourself of closure that you so rightfully deserve. or this song could be the story of our late president Suharto downfall in 1998. everything is open for interpretation of course.





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Lyrics Every waking hour You feel a bit sour Never mind cereal Get something for dinner Boxed Kraft looks nice Swiped daddy's card Cut down the grass Sit on the yard Little fashion brand Superior in demand Everybody wants you Can't afford not to When you look that way Darling, I'm impressed Honey, you look great It was worth the wait I'll string a couple of lights And watch them trickle down your wall Oh crocodile tears Everything is fine Every little piece I like Just how I remember them Drifting, fading, floating out of control Slow your horses my knight in shining armor You wanna play your cards But I guessed it quite right You should be surprised Oh, you should be terrified Figured out attention was the only thing you're after I'm tired of your sequels Just get this shit over You wanna make things right And you wanna talk it out And you're losing your touch Fuck, you bore me now Guess it's time to end You were just a phase The prettiest around The talk of the town I'll string a couple of lights And watch them trickle down your wall Oh crocodile tears Everything is fine Every little piece I like Just how I remember them Drifting, fading, floating out of control Slow your horses my knight in shining armor So the story goes [by Gibran Vega}

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