Level 9: Photosynthesis  Final Stage

Do Reploids Dream Of Electric Sheep

We Like To Party.

everything i draw comes to life

i've devised a virus

you're filled with my determination

dude... let's kill the horse

Lyrics: 
Paint my heart black and blue, yeah
I told you that I'd be here for you
But now, I'm caught up in hell while
You're stuck on the other side
The other

Took me and brought me down
Loved me without my crown
We're lost in heaven here
For you my love I'd

Paint my heart black and blue, yeah
I told you that I'd be here for you
But now, I'm caught up in hell while
You're stuck on the other side
The other side

For you my love
I would give everything
give every single thing
I'll love you now cause
Heaven's not heard of me

Paint my heart black and blue, yeah
I told you that I'd be here for you
But now, I'm caught up in hell while
You're stuck on the other side
The other side
Paint my heart black and blue, yeah
I told you that I'd be here for you
But now, I'm caught up in hell while
You're stuck on the other side

Take me down below
Where there is no hope
Lost and left to feel
For you my love I'd kill

Blegh

Paint my heart black and blue, yeah
I told you that I'd be here for you
But now, I'm caught up in hell while
You're stuck on the other side
The other


Paint my heart black and blue, yeah
I told you that I'd be here for you
But now, I'm caught up in hell while
You're stuck on the other side
The other side
Paint my heart black and blue, yeah
I told you that I'd be here for you
But now, I'm caught up in hell while
You're stuck on the other side
The other side

The Other Side

Never let it go (Gold mix)


Find me on Spotify
RedsThunders

Static's in my veins, pulse ticks like a bomb
Airwaves choke, suffocate the calm
Your chart-top lies, they're sugar in a needle
Feed 'em poison, call it pop cathedral

Fangs out, bite the hand that feeds
Plastic gods preach a gospel of greed
Slick suits, dripping in counterfeit charm
Break their antennas, set off alarms


F*** your radio songs, your sanitized trash
Whitewashed melodies, they burn to ash
We ain’t tuning in, we’re breaking the dial
F*** your radio songs, they’re toxic bile


(Yeah, yeah) Static in the system
(Yeah, yeah) Screaming in the friction


Glitch in the matrix, I spit with a vengeance
Lyrics like daggers, cutting through pretensions
Minds enslaved by a four-chord plague
We torch the playlist, let the frequencies rage

Bassline stomps like boots on your throat
Synths scream murder, the devil took notes
Rip the signal, tear down the towers
Noise revolution, rise in the hours

Spotify Link

Fuck Your Radio Songs

We, the cocky little freaks, unite
(Good luck) Good luck against Uncle Andross
We fly tonight

We fly tonight, albeit this is horrible
Keep your thumbs on B and R, and we might survive
We fly tonight, albeit this is horrible
Keep your thumbs on B and R, and we might survive

I’m no landmaster; take to the skies
I’m no landmaster

I’m no landmaster; take to the skies
I’m no landmaster; take to the skies
I’m no landmaster, take to the skies
I’m no landmaster, take to the skies

You’re becoming more like your father
Too bad he’s a douchebag too
You’re becoming more like your father
Too bad he’s a douchebag too

Can’t win ’em all McCloud

Do A Br00tal Roll

The Mystical Forest Zone: Act 1

02 - Little Singer

i've devised a virus

wayne