Eurovision has long been seen as one great big party. Frothy, full of fun, sparkles and spangles. So what went wrong this year? We’ve taken a closer look at the 41 slices of misery, gloom and doom gracing the stage in Tel Aviv.
Here’s a snippet from each to kill your buzz …
One day you live, the next you die.
Who can take a loving heart and squeeze it out of love? Then prepare to slowly get not loved but hated instead?
Ah – ah – ah – ah – ah – ah
So I smile for a while, let the torture begin.
And when the ghost starts screaming, right when they resonate, hear my heart confess.
I’ll go even if it really hurts. It’s making me stronger.
I wake up every night, I can’t find anyone to pray.
We have lived the darkest night waiting for the day.
Yeah u got a problem alright.
There’s someone behind the wall making the same sounds.
The world has had enough.
It felt like I could lose it all.
How can we go to sleep at night and lay there in our beds when we know what’s going on with the world today?
When we hurt, when we fight for free.
We heal each others’ wounds with songs.
I tried to hold you under, but honey you kept breathing.
Go on, hold on for dear life.
Forever and a day for my life couldn’t amend.
Hate will prevail and Europe’s heart impale.
This time, I messed it up.
Collecting scars, I refuse. Another touch won’t be another bruise.
Betrayal is a bullet in the chest.
No stars were shining, there was no light.
There’s no need to stay locked up inside.
I’m bluer than the ocean.
Never let me down, if I fall I’m nothing at all.
I got used to feelin’ naked, walkin’ blind with hanging heart.
All the rules are made for you to lose.
I’ve been running with the demons now.
Sitting on an iceberg waiting for the sun. Hoping to be rescued, cold and alone.
Who kills who, who kills who, kills?
Watching the smoke rise from the ashtray. Filling the room with pain. It’s still in my veins.
But tears aren’t quiet things. They scream.
All your dreams have gone away, no matter what you do.
The night is long without you, I feel sad.
Eternity and this planet aren’t friends.
They buy you because you are for sale.
Days came and went, but nothing ever really felt the same. You left a space where everything reminds me of your face.
Breakin’ necks, she breakin’ cups.
I got addicted to a losing game.
This kind of love is gonna be our only hope.
And yes, I know I’ve taken everything out of context and there were times when I struggled to find anything dark (UK, Switzerland, Lithuania), but all things considered, there’s more shadow than light!