Track 6 from "Shadows, Greys & Evil Ways"

The Whistler

Hugo - 99 Problems Live

Matter of life and death made by Jimmybob

A Matter of Life and Death

ash and splash

While I was working on a rougher, heavier track, this song came to me during a quiet strumming session. Old Man Hold On evolved into a rock ballad with deep symbolic meaning. It’s a reflection on loss, love, and resilience, inspired by the moment my grandmother passed away and my grandfather was left alone. The song captures the weight of absence, the struggle to hold on, and the fragile beauty in memories that stay with us. Raw, emotional, and intimate, it’s a tribute to enduring through grief while finding strength in the simplest moments.


Old Man Hold On

Thought Without Soul (Acoustic Version)

Thinking about thinking

This track was custom made for my son-in-law, Edwin! Enjoy! :)

Lyrics:

Är det en batong i fickan, eller blev du glad av att se mig?
Uniformen sitter tajt – du ser ut som att vilja jaga mig

Keps-kexen, söta på pass
Lady Blå i bootsen – kom igen och lås in mig
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt

Släng mig i baksätet, låt oss starta en ordflörtation
Jag fuskade med skatten i Stockholm – ta mig ner till din station

Keps-kexen, söta på pass
Lady Blå i bootsen – kom igen och lås in mig
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt
Visa lite nåd så jag får bli gripen av pappa polis.
Med sina breda armar, blåa sirener och uniformsrumpan (oh)

Keps-kexen, söta på pass
Keps-kexen, söta på pass

Jag har egna bojor – låt mig låsa fast dig
Jag har egna bojor – låt mig låsa fast dig
Jag har egna bojor – låt mig låsa fast dig
Låt mig tänka… nej, låt mig låsa fast dig

Grips jag – men gör det sexigt
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt (yeah)
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Lyrics: Swedish version, NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Erik Löfgren
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Pappa Polis - Feat. Erik


Turn my brain on, boot it up,
Remember all the things I do.
Don’t take long, cause let’s be real,
Every day’s the same old deal.

Pull my clothes on, I’m all set,
No different from the other fools,
Grinding hard to just get by,
Living by the same old rules.

Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.
Same old, same old,
Follow the well-worn path,
The habits of a lifetime,
Can’t be broken just like that.

Turn my mind off, wind it down,
Forget about my careworn day.
Drink a beer, watch bad TV,
Every show’s the same to me.

Go to sleep, dream a dream,
Trapped inside a padded cell,
Try to scream, try to escape,
Eternity in this same old hell.


Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.
Same old, same old,
Follow the well-worn path,
The habits of a lifetime,
Can’t be broken just like that

Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.

Same Old, Same Old

Wish It Was True

Shawn James - Number Of The Beast

I'm a songwriter who writes from pain, loss, and loneliness.

I’ve been homeless. Addicted. Drowning in depression. Everyone I loved is gone, and I walk this road alone.

But through music, I speak to those who know what it's like.
Not to inspire false hope — but to remind you: you're not crazy, you're not weak…

You're just surviving something heavy.And yes — life can change, even if it takes everything.

Old Man Hold On

Cain Austin

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