Having reached the final level of his living videogame, our player continues to run away from himself, immersed in a fear that is tearing him apart. Convinced that the solution is to find a way out of the labyrinth in front of him, he is preparing to go through the last effort of the game.
👾 🎮 ⇢ linktr.ee/talco
During the escape, he slowly realizes that all his anxieties have drawn an intricate labyrinth in front of him but that in reality it does not exist except in his mind. Noticing this trap, he starts to understand himself, winning the game and his fear lying on a boat in which he embraces his wonderful life again.
"Game Over" despite being an autobiographical song, tries to talk about the reality of the world around us, where education to excel against each others, to appear in the eyes of others, to climb to show oneself, fills the people, transforming him into a parody of themselves, while fear sinks its claws into a selfish, unscrupulous, and often racist human being.
This need to assert ourselves to the detriment of others through competition distracts us from the happiest and simplest of solutions: stop, observe the joy of one's uniqueness and the freedom of one's solitude, in love with one's present and no longer projected on an obsessed future or a past that is always behind us.
HOME SWEET HOME ⚡️☠️⚡️
🌀 ⇢ www.hfmncrew.com/giras/talco-...
➢ 20.04.23 - LUGANO @foce_lugano
➢ 21.04.23 - TORINO @bunkertorino
➢ 22.04.23 - MEZZAGO @bloom_mezzago
➢ 24.04.23 - BOLOGNA @locomotivclub
➢ 25.04.23 - MARGHERA @csrivolta
Directed byTALCO
Co-director & Video operator MARCO ZAMBON
STORY by Talco
Thanx to ILARIA PICCININI for her help
Music & lyrics TOMASO DE MATTIA
Recorded by MARC BORIA @estudilabedoble
Mixed & mastered by JASON LIVERMORE @blastingroomstudios
.
______ 🎵📝 Game Over LYRICS 📝🎵 ______
Da una veglia di sfide distorte
Svendo la mia età
Aggrappato ad un’ultima sorte
In un gioco di cent’anni fa
Ribaltato dentro al labirinto
Di un gioco démodé
A scappare a un destino imminente
Game over
Rivestito di un’insicurezza
Da infami mentori
Striscio a terra sfuggendo a fantasmi
Solo per sentito dir
Mentre il tempo tramuta la mente
In carnefice
Non distinguo futuro e presente
E realtà da cenere
Ma qui non c’è
Nulla a cui sfuggir
Da una sosta ad occhi aperti
Che non mi smette di dir
Non correre non correre
A una metà che non c’è
Smarrito tra i sarcofagi
Di un falso Game Over
Smarrito tra i sarcofagi
Di un falso Game Over
Smarrito tra i sarcofagi
Di un falso Game Over
Ma qui non c’è
Nulla a cui sfuggir
Da una sosta ad occhi aperti
Che non mi smette di dir
Non correre non correre
A una metà che non c’è
Smarrito tra i sarcofagi
Di un falso Game Over
Smarrito tra i sarcofagi
Di un falso Game Over
Smarrito tra i sarcofagi
Di un falso Game Over
Smarrito tra i sarcofagi
Di un falso Game Over
______ ⚡️ TALCO LINKS ⚡️______
/ talcopunkchanka
/ talco_punkchanka
/ talcopatchanka
www.merchunion.com 👕 Official MERCH
lostmerch.com/collections/talco
www.hfmncrew.com