Badlook - After Hours

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Late night
All alone in my head
My thoughts are killing me
No sympathy for these

White lines
All alone in my bed
My body is killin’ me
Restless in my dreams

I thought
You were there for me
But here I am once again
Walkin’ down this street

It’s a ghost town
My body is floating
Just a locked and loaded
Rock ‘n Rolla
Dressed to kill
Face down in a vodka soda

Please give me my flowers
Before I descend
After hours
I thought
I wouldn’t make it
Pour it up
Dump it out
Cold case
Thrown away

Throw me away
I’ll rot
And turn into to something different
Pour it up
Dump it out
Cold shower
Wake up it’s after hours

Cold sweat
All alone with my dread
My spine is tingling
No sympathy for these

Red eyes
All alone in my head
No drink to comfort me
Restless in my sleep

I thought
You were in my dreams
But here I am once again
Walkin’ in the sleet
It’s a ghost town
My body is floating
Just a locked and loaded
Rock ‘n Rolla
Dressed to kill
Face down in a vodka soda

Please give me my flowers
Before I descend
After hours

I thought
I wouldn’t make it
Pour it up
Dump it out
Cold case
Thrown away

Throw me away
I’ll rot
And turn into to something different
Pour it up
Dump it out
Cold shower
Wake up it’s after hours
I thought
I wouldn’t make it
Pour it up
Dump it out
Cold case
Thrown away

Throw me away
I’ll rot
And turn into to something different
Pour it up
Dump it out
Cold shower
Wake up it’s after hours

I’m been zonin’
I’ve been out here rock n rollin’
Locked ‘n loaded
I’m just out here fucking goated

I’m been zoning
I’ve been out here rock n rollin’
Locked ‘n loaded
I’m been out here fucking goated

I’m been zoning
I’ve been out here rock n rollin’
Locked ‘n loaded
I’m been out here fucking goated

I thought
I wouldn’t make it
You can throw me
I’ll rot
And turn into something different

Release Date: July 12, 2024

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BADLOOK is the creative vision of Toronto based artist and producer David Mooney.
His music is an unflinchingly honest celebration of bittersweet sincerity and twisted beauty.
Through an eccentric mixture of pop, electronic and hip-hop influences, he forges a powerful intersection of mood and melody, while fearlessly blending a wide variety of genres and exploring a complex array of subjects and ideas through a distinctive artistic voice that carries an undeniable and endearing authenticity.

Everyone has had a brush with darkness. This universally relatable principle is fundamental to the BADLOOK brand.
It’s music for an anxious generation rejecting the overwhelming pressures of a cynical, unstable era.
Through transparent confessions of inner turmoil and vibrant descriptions of hedonistic depravity,BADLOOK embodies a philosophy of partying through the pain and uncertainty of life. It’s a bold and outspoken confrontation of sex, drugs, addiction and death conveyed through extravagant, energetic performances that faithfully
reflect the indulgence and excess of their inspiration.

This earnest examination of the highs and lows of modern life offers an exclusive glimpse into the
attitude and aesthetic of an esoteric and ephemeral moment in pop culture history; one that makes BADLOOK a unique and valuable contributor to the signature style and culture of Toronto’s diverse and iconic music scene.