The Death of Paris

The Death of Paris

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The Death of Paris plays hard pop: Dark songs played loud and hard, with lyrics about singer Nathan Harrop's life: his sister's death, his mother's drug addiction, his father nearly beating him to death ... it's all powerful, it's all personal, and it's all in the open.

Biography

The Death of Paris is a dark, dramatic outlet for singer-songwriter Nathan Harrop's life story.
With manic energy and dark elegance, the songs tell stories most of us couldn't summon the courage to share: his father's alcoholism, his wife's infidelity, his mother's drug addiction, the death of his sister. Poetically and proudly, he puts his life in the music for everyone to hear.
Harrop found his lineup when he happened upon an unsigned band that had been touring North America independently on a fierce schedule, playing more than 250 shows a year. At first, he asked them to work as sidemen on his solo record, but the band's chemistry and creative process proved too good for just a one-off collaboration.
The Death of Paris was born. With warm-up performances for Bowling for Soup, The Ataris and Punchline, the band took its songs into the studio with producers Scott Riebling (Fall Out Boy, Metro Station, Cobra Starship) and Kato Khandwala (The Pretty Reckless, Paramore, Drowning Pool.)
The Death of Paris' first single, "Bed's On Fire," made the daily rotation of WBRU-FM in Providence and made the station's top hits list, ranking among the top 30 requested songs. The band has been chosen to perform at the Skate Against Drugs Festival in Bangor, Maine, alongside Hit The Lights, You, Me and Everyone we Know, among others.

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Lyrics

Maybe You're Right

Written By: Nathan Harrop

Maybe you're right.. Maybe love IS an illusion... Maybe our hearts WON'T mend.. and maybe this bed has a tired heart inside it and I don't wanna be led into this hole again where all your ex lovers are dead. I still recall the way you look at me when I fall..Yes I still recall the look in your eyes..
I fell asleep last night with a bottle in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again.. i am not the type to drink like this... I fell asleep last night with a bottle in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again.. Maybe you're not ready to make amends and neither am I...
Take him instead. You know you can't relight a match when it's burnt to it's end. Play the victim again for all your pity party friends
I'm all torn up..cut straight to the bone.. when I walked into your lovely home..only to find that you had someone else inside...I'm all torn up Court straight to the bone..when I walked into your lovely home..only to find that you had someone else inside...
I fell asleep last night with a bottle in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again.. i am not the type to drink like this... I fell asleep last night with a bottle in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again.. Maybe you're not ready to make amends and neither am I...
and is it possible to get things back to the way they were before..before you ever..ever..ever broke my heart..before you ever broke my heart.. before you ever broke my fucking heart...
I fell asleep last night with a bottle in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again.. i am not the type to drink like this... I fell asleep last night with a bottle in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again. I am not the type to drink like this.
I fell asleep last night with a noose in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again.. i am not the type to think like this... I fell asleep last night with a noose in hand..wondering when I'm gonna see you again. Maybe you're not ready to make amends.

Internal Melody

Written By: Nathan Harrop


We're built to love but we lose our heads.. We're built to trust but we hate instead.. yet we give up everything just to feel somebody's breath against our chest to fill the void of everything it is we lack in life..some internal melody that we're all trying to find.. Yes we're ALL trying to find..
and we said..we said that our love ..our love..would never be cliche' and we'd cherish everyday..and we said..we said that our song..OUR song would never lose it's heart and we'd memorize every part...
and tonight..why don't you sing her every word?..so she remembers what you were..so she remembers what you were..and tonight..why don't you sing him every word? so he remembers what you were..so he remembers what you were..
We're built to love but we keep it hid..we've got a past to crush but we reminisce because you can't keep everything and all of those that we still miss..we can taste their kiss..a stale voice speaks to everything we lack in life.. some internal memory that we're all trying to hide.. yes we're ALL trying to hide..
and we said..we said that our love ..our love..would never be cliche' and we'd cherish everyday..and we said..we said that our song..OUR song would never lose it's heart and we'd memorize every part...
and tonight..why don't you sing her every word?..so she remembers what you were..so she remembers what you were..and tonight..why don't you sing him every word? so he remembers what you were..so he remembers what you were..
Tonight.tonight.take a look at my face...and don't tell me no babe this is not the way it's gonna go babe..this is not the way we want this to end.

10 Long Years

Written By: Nathan Harrop


For ten long years I fought this battle all alone.
I was a patient boy, waiting for any sign at all. When you finally found me, I was beaten near to death.. Holding on to my last breath for your embrace.
(chorus)It's a shame it never came. I never thought I could hold on. I'm not even sure now what I was holding for...and why you never cared enough to run.. why you never cared enough to get me out.. You can't look me in the face. or come face to face with your own doubt...
and in six more years when my father sees the light of day..my daughter will be all grown up. thank god she missed everything.. It's a shame how you could let him take my life away.. You waited for too long to seize the day...
(chorus)
(bridge)
Does it hurt you to know that I cannot forgive? That I can never let you in? Does it hurt you to know that this is the last time.. this is the last time you'll ever see my face...
and in six more years when my father sees the light of day.. my daughter will be all grown up.. thank god she missed everything.. thank god she missed everything.. thank god she missed everything.

Bed's On Fire

Written By: Nathan Harrop

someone tell me why this hurts so much.. its just the choice that I made.. I never thought this whole thing through. i made the biggest mistake. I never thought this would be the last time that I would see your face- Youre still displaying torment and scorn.. YOUR BED'S ON FIRE!! I will not sleep at all. I'm restless weary and worn.. I am afraid... of what I might have done.
Accusations fly. This hurts so much. It's just the choice that I made. I never thought this whole thing through. I never thought we would break. I never thought this would be the last time that i would see your face. You're still displaying torment and scorn. YOUR BED'S ON FIRE!! I will not sleep at all. I'm restless weary and worn. i am afraid of what I might have done.
How could I have been so blind, afraid? This is how loves made? With a sheet of armor in between? I was blind, afraid.. this IS how loves made with a sheet of armor in between.. armor in between..
Now I'm writing the most cliche songs I can write... and i don't want to break your heart but i dont think that I'm capable of loving you teh way you want me to.. Not after the things you've done.. I was blind, afraid. This is how loves made... with a sheet of armor in between.. i was blind,afraid.. this is how loves made.. with a sheet of armor in between.. Armor in between.....

The Death of Paris

Written By: Nathan Harrop

We'll set Paris on fire tonight and watch the flames rise up in the skyline. how many hearts will be broken just like mine? Paris will die!
Paris will light up tonight along with every letter id write that you wont ever read. yuo wont ever read.....Swallowing words with each sip of this wine. Patience means nothing when you've left me behind the distance between us grows further each day. i feel that i am strecthed across the sea- paris will die- paris will die--paris will light up tnoight along with every letter id write that you wont ever read- you wont ever read.... pieces of burnt letters light up the sky..how many did you even see? why did i waste my precious time...? paris will die! paris will die! paris will light up tonight along with every letter id write..that you wont ever read.. you wont ever read...
burn another page tell another lie...

Discography

Singles "The Death of Paris" + "Bed's On Fire" produced, recorded and mixed by Scott Reibling.

Singles "Maybe You're Right" + "Internal Melody" + "10 Long Years" produced & mixed by Kato Khandwala, recorded by Scott Reibling.