Rêverie – Blood On Your Lips

"Blood On Your Lips": A danceable dark pop hit with an indie attitude

Rêverie - Blood On Your LipsWith "Blood On Your Lips", Rêverie from the Netherlands deliv­ers a refresh­ing dark pop track that impresses from the start with its ener­get­ic atmo­sphere and dance­able rhythms. The song exudes an unmis­tak­able cool­ness that is fur­ther enhanced by the skil­fully used elec­tron­ic sounds. At the same time, it always remains on the dark side of pop without drift­ing into the all too famil­i­ar indie pop realms.

The catchy chor­us has the poten­tial to become firmly anchored in the listener's ear, and is remin­is­cent of the best times of the indi­et­ron­ic scene of the early 2000s, with echoes of bands like "Robots In Disguise" and "Electrocute". The lyr­ics remain mys­ter­i­ous and ambigu­ous, play­ing with themes such as dis­ap­point­ment, pas­sion, sex and escape, which are par­tic­u­larly evid­ent in the lines "My hands, your tits" and "Never felt at home any­where".

A minor cri­ti­cism could be that the song remains some­what ambi­val­ent lyr­ic­ally, but at the same time this leaves room for inter­pret­a­tion and fur­ther stokes interest. Nevertheless, "Blood On Your Lips" is par­tic­u­larly con­vin­cing due to its con­sist­ent focus on cool, elec­tron­ic sounds, which give the track a mod­ern and fresh touch, thus set­ting it apart from the crowd. This song is part of our Spotify playl­ist ‘New Synth Pop Songs 2024‘. The playl­ist is updated con­tinu­ously. Follow this playl­ist now and don’t miss any of the latest synth pop hits in 2024.

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Lyrics of "Rêverie – Blood On Your Lips"

Spit blood
Talk shit
Blood on your lips soft fingertips
My hands
Your tits
Clean skies
No sur­prise you turned out like this
One room one life
Never gonna die
Die

1 AM fall­ing asleep
Baby are you sure that this ain’t no make believe?
Rain-soaked hair
A bil­lion stares
Lifelong dreams that you just can’t repair
You leave them all stran­ded for they drag you to hell
A mil­lion years can’t make all this shit fair
Nothing stops you from catch­ing a flight
Except your fight or flight

Spit blood
Talk shit
Blood on your lips soft fingertips
My hands
Your tits
Clean skies
No sur­prise you turned out like this
One room one life
Never gonna die
Die

Rain-soaked hair
A bil­lion stares
Lifelong dreams you can’t repair
Leave them stran­ded cause they all drag you through hell

Is this really fair?
Never felt at home anywhere

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