Transpose was recorded in the studio with producer Eric Palmquist (The Mars Volta, Wavves, Trash Talk) and serves as a prelude to the band’s debut full-length slated for 2014. “The writing and recording process is always exciting, because it’s constantly changing and unique to each song. Inspiration comes and goes as it pleases, so a night when a song gets written is a very good night,” says Christo. Comprised of four tracks, Transpose flows effortlessly from start to finish showcasing the band’s stadium ready anthems and undeniably catchy hooks. “Music has the ability to evoke certain feelings in people, a way that not much else can. The pairing of words and sounds can be an extremely powerful tool, when done right. I think the ultimate goal for this band is to make music that causes people to really feel something.”
Aside from writing a record, Bad Suns’ 2013 was a busy one, complete with multiple CMJ showcases as well as sharing the stage with the likes of The 1975 and Vaccines with no signs of slowing down any time soon.
Outskirts of Paradise
Bad Suns Lyrics
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I've lost my way within this town
The tranquil glow of the song I know, it guides me
I'm stuck in strip mall times
The mood swings under porcelain skies
Won't you be my friend, won't you be my friend for now?
I'm on the outskirts of paradise
Picturing ways to take flight
When the time comes
When the time comes
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
Awestruck or asinine
An ephemeral sense of space and time
A familiar face, a pulse that escalates
I'm stuck in strip mall times
I don't mean to be impolite
Won't you be my friend, won't you be my friend for now?
For just a little bit, hey
I'm on the outskirts of paradise
Chasing desire through the night
Picture in ways that they fly
When the time comes
Outskirts of paradise
Chasing desire through the night
Picture in ways that they fly
When the time comes
When the time comes
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
The song "Outskirts of Paradise" by Bad Suns seems to convey a feeling of restlessness and a desire for change. The singer, seemingly lost in a town of strip malls and porcelain skies, rolls down the window, both literally and figuratively, in search of something to guide him. The use of the phrase "the tranquil glow of the song I know" suggests that music is a source of comfort and guidance for the singer. He is searching for a friend, at least for a little while, and is open to new connections.
The chorus of the song, with its repetition of "I'm on the outskirts of paradise, chasing desire through the night, picturing ways to take flight when the time comes," reinforces the sense of dissatisfaction and longing for change. The idea of being on the outskirts of paradise suggests that the singer knows there is something better out there, but he hasn't quite made it yet. He is searching for ways to "take flight" and escape the strip mall times and porcelain skies that surround him.
The repeated phrase "separate yourself, integrate yourself" in the bridge suggests that the singer is struggling to find a place where he belongs. He needs to separate himself from the familiar but unsatisfying world of strip malls, but must also integrate himself into something new and better. The song ends with the repeated mantra of "separate yourself, integrate yourself," suggesting that the search for a better place and a strong connection with others is ongoing.
Line by Line Meaning
Rolled down the window now
I am driving and feeling lost so I lower the window in hopes of finding some direction
I've lost my way within this town
I am unfamiliar with this town and am struggling to find my way around
The tranquil glow of the song I know, it guides me
The music comforts me and is leading me towards a sense of calmness
I'm stuck in strip mall times
I am residing in a mundane part of the town where strip malls dominate the scenery
The mood swings under porcelain skies
The dreariness of the area is emphasized by the bland, white skies
Won't you be my friend, won't you be my friend for now?
I am reaching out to those around me, hoping for companionship and a sense of belonging
I'm on the outskirts of paradise
I am not yet in a state of true happiness or contentment
Chasing desire through the night
I am seeking what I truly want and am willing to work hard for it
Picturing ways to take flight
I am visualizing methods to achieve my aspirations
When the time comes
At some point in the future
Separate yourself, integrate yourself
Think for yourself and stay open to new ideas as well
Awestruck or asinine
Either completely stunned or foolish
An ephemeral sense of space and time
A fleeting feeling of the moment I am living in
A familiar face, a pulse that escalates
Someone familiar catches my eye and my heart rate increases
I don't mean to be impolite
I do not want to offend anyone
For just a little bit, hey
I am asking for a small bit of social interaction
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Raymond Torrey Libby, Gavin Austin Bennett, Miles Scott Atkins Kottak, Christopher Michael Bowman
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Daft Sun
LYRICS!! (credit for owner)
[Verse 1]
Roll down the window now
I've lost my way within this town
The tranquil glow of the song I know
It guides me
I’m stuck in strip mall times
A mood swings under a porcelain sky
Would you be my friend
Would you be my friend for now?
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm on the outskirts of paradise
Chasing desire through the night
Picturing ways to take flight
When the time comes
[Chorus]
When the time comes
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
[Verse 2]
Awestruck or asinine
An ephemeral sense of space and time
A familiar face
A pulse that escalates
I'm stuck in strip mall times
I don't mean to be impolite
Would you be my friend
Would you be my friend for now?
For just a little bit, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm on the outskirts of paradise
Chasing desire through the night
Picturing ways to take flight
When the time comes
Outskirts of paradise
Chasing desire through the night
Picturing ways to take flights
When the time comes
[Chorus]
When the time comes
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
[Bridge]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
[Outro]
When the time comes
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
When the time comes
Separate yourself
Integrate yourself
When the time comes
When the time comes
Jordan M
god can you imagine being this talented lyrically and vocally
Rock IT man
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Lohier Lutchano
Fr it's so hard witnessing talented people being so quick to overshadowed they're so underrated
Kakyoin Go stupid
@Lohier Lutchano I'm glad they aren't popular Because tiktok would overplay their songs to death like they did with bring me the horizon - but at the same time they deserve a lot more recognition.
trisha
i know what the heck !
Apophis
Yes
Josephine Bauchet
THIS ALBUM IS SO GOOD WTF I WAS NOT READY
madeleine p.
My day always feels incomplete until I listen to Bad Suns.
Vosko
This album is so good I like EVERY song it's crazy good,
Kacey Rodriguez
ALL THE SONGS ARE SO GOOD SO I CAN'T PICK MY FAVORITE