Monster Florence - WHITE NOISE (Official Video)

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The official video for ‘White Noise’ by Monster Florence
Stream: https://bfan.link/WHITE-NOISE-MoFlo
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Directed by Aidan Cochrane and Aaron Lamb
DOP/Edit/Colour: Aaron Lamb
Creative Direction/VFX: Aidan Cochrane
Production Company: Six Eyes Productions
Location Manager: Danny Sloggett

Written/Performed: Monster Florence
Produced/Mixed: Tom Donovan
Mastered: Mike Bozzi

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Lyrics:

Read you like a…
Read you like I should
Read you like I would
Read you like I…

Read you like a open book, dead centre in the fold
You was queuing up, job centre on the dole
On time, two times now, they said you’re on a roll
But every time you roll, seem to end up in the hole again
Hopeless, brought you back to life and then you ghosted
Ghosted, but what’s that?
Water off a duck’s back, crumbs in the moustache
Who am I to talk? I go missing myself
In a fight with the pillow and I’m hitting myself
With the left, right chop, think I’m white belt
And the oven’s so hot that the chicken might melt
When you’re acting like I’m evil, like I’d leave you
I would never do that, that’s illegal
And you can never be free - just in free fall

It’s the white noise
Painting pictures in me head
With every stroke I slowly notice
All the colours I could see just seem red

So I scream
La la la lala (oi oi oi)
La la la lala (oi oi oi)
La la la lala (oi oi oi)
La la la lala

‘Cause my head’s fizzing like old TVs
From way back when I was a boy
I live this episode on repeat
And try and make sense of all the noise
Oi oi oi

Think colours and shades
As soft as the glow
Turned off at the mains
I hope that you know
I left the telly on to wake you

Oi oi oi, pantomime or politics
As a young man i scholared in a whirl of bollockings
On top of the world Iike a broken monument
But foundations wore thin when our walls were falling in
You’ll burn yourself out before you ever reach the brink
And if you ain’t no fireman, you’ll have to build thicker skin
Seven years bad luck for every glass I clink
And still I sprint toward the finish line with half empty drinks
Charging through the mist and the path eventually sinks
When you realise your house ain’t a home, because it stinks
You was only taught to think with the blunt end of your fist
But you’re running out of armour, your father could be the link
Are we all desensitised of pictures of missing ..
And that’s why we never shared the link?
Just council estate kids, doing council estate things
Until we’re just some county court building enclosed cases

So I scream
La la la lala (oi oi oi)
La la la lala (oi oi oi)
La la la lala (oi oi oi)
La la la lala

‘Cause my head’s fizzing like old TVs
From way back when I was a boy
I live this episode on repeat
And try and make sense of all the noise
Oi oi oi