Les Anjolok - i don't give a f about you

Dollar & A Dream ft. Fia kennyon brown

Jam Day C.Back

Calm Day OctoBtw

Stop Hurting Me

SONG APØCALARITY by Nova J
That crystal clear panic when shit hits the fan

[INTRO]
Yo!
Burning planet, black smoke rising
Walking dead, zombie apocalypse
Super intelligence, world is dying
Army of lemmings, march off a cliff

[VERSE 1]
Crime for existing, die for persisting
Capital punishment rains from the sky
Billionaires joking, billions are choking
The planet is dying without compromise

[CHORUS / HOOK]
APØCALARITY
APØCALARITY
The end of humanity
APØCALARITY
Ah
Yeah

[VERSE 2]
Orgy of indifference, cold and depraved
Turning away from the horror show
Life is collapsing, one foot in the grave
Whispers pretending not to know

[VERSE 3]
How close are we to Soylent Green
Corporate vultures circling ‘round
Looming APØCALARITY
Hiding the sun behind black clouds

[BRIDGE / VOCAL BREAK]
(Ahhhhhh)
(Oh clouds)
(Ahhhhhh)
Ah
Yeah

[INSTRUMENTAL HOOK / CHANT]
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da

[OUTRO / REPRISE]
Burning planet, black smoke rising
Walking dead, zombie apocalypse
Billionaires joking, billions are choking
The planet is dying without compromise

[FINAL CHORUS / HOOK]
APØCALARITY (Da da da da da da da da da)
The end of humanity (Da da da da da da da da da)
APØCALARITY (Da da da da da da da da da)
The end of humanity (Da da da da da da da da da)
APØCALARITY (Da da da da da da da da da)
The end of humanity (Da da da da da da da da da)
APØCALARITY (Da da da da da da da da da)
The end of humanity (Da da da da da da da da da)

apøcalarity

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

  Lyrics:

I have to ask myself
Is it all your fault, is it just you?
If I need someone to blame
It's easier to turn away
Feel big for one more day

But I am here to learn
And see myself for how I am to you

Are you the only one who did wrong?
If I need someone to blame
I don't see myself, only you
But I can make mistakes
It's easier to turn away
Feel big for one more day

But I am here to learn
And see myself for how I am to you

Am I the only one who can see..?
We are both to blame
You also make mistakes, like me
If we need someone to blame
It's easier to turn away
Feel big for one more day

But I am here to learn
And see myself for how I am to you..

I am here to learn..

I am here to learn...

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-Thank you so much for listening! 🫶

I Am Here To Learn

An old song remastered. 



Swing high swing low the heather hums
Where the wild winds dance and the river runs
A song in the stones a whisper so old
I hear it call in the evening's gold

Swing high swing low let the breeze let go
Carry my heart to the glen I know
Where the hills stand tall and the streams run slow
Swing high swing low let the love still grow

The skies wear gray like a woven shawl
The lark takes flight as the shadows fall
Your voice it lingers like a tune untamed
Carved in my soul like the cliffs unnamed

Oh the stars they blink in the loch so deep
Secrets they hold in their ancient keep
If I were the wind I’d find your side
And sing you this song on the morning tide

Swing high swing low let the breeze let go
Carry my heart to the glen I know
Where the hills stand tall and the streams run slow
Swing high swing low let the love still grow

Carry my Heart .mp3

Santa, Bring Me a Vice

Verse 1

I hung my stockings on the jukebox, not the tree,
Wrote you a list, but I lost it after drink number three.
I've been good at bein’ reckless, dear,
So slide down my chimney and bring me some cheer.

Pre-Chorus 1

No silver bells, no silent nights,
Just pour me something strong and light.

Chorus 1

Santa, bring me a vice,
Make it dirty, make it nice.
Skip the halo, skip the snow —
Give me something warm to melt my cold.
Yeah, Santa, bring me a vice,
‘Cause bein’ good don’t pay the price.
If redemption’s outta stock tonight,
A little sin will do me right.


Verse 2

My friends all went home to somebody’s arms,
Me, I’m slow dancin’ with my scars.
I said I’m fine, but the mirror lied,
There’s lipstick on the rim and tears I never dried.

Pre-Chorus 2

So if you see my chimney smoke,
That’s just my heart that finally broke.

Chorus 2

Santa, bring me a vice,
Make it dirty, make it nice.
Skip the halo, skip the snow —
Give me something warm to melt my cold.
Yeah, Santa, bring me a vice,
‘Cause bein’ good don’t pay the price.
If redemption’s outta stock tonight,
A little sin will do me right.

Bridge (Emotional Core)

Don’t wrap it up in silver bows,
Don’t send no angels — they never show.
Just pour me a dream in a cut-glass cup,
‘Cause hope don’t hit like whiskey does.
And Santa, if you’re listenin’ still,
Bring me peace, or just the thrill.


Final Chorus 

Santa, bring me a vice,
Make it dirty, make it nice.
Skip the halo, skip the snow —
Give me something warm before I go.
Yeah, Santa, bring me a vice,
I’ve been naughty once or twice.
If you can’t find love tonight,
Then pour me one more wrong that feels just right.

Outro 
So here’s to the hearts we couldn’t save,
To the nights we misbehaved.
I’ll leave a kiss by the fireplace —
You can keep the coal, I like it that way.

“Merry Christmas, Santa…
and cheers to all the sinners stayin’ warm tonight.”

Santa, Bring Me a Vice

Dom z dymu to prawdziwy głos współczesnej Polski – nie polityków, nie poetów, tylko zwykłych ludzi, którzy mają już dość gadania.

To punk-rock z duszą, surowy i szczery jak ulice Warszawy, Łodzi czy Gdańska.
Brzmi jak zmęczony trzydziestolatek z gitarą w rękach i dymem w płucach – facet, który widział za dużo, ale wciąż stoi.

W rytmie 165 BPM bije serce kraju: trochę gniewu, trochę dumy, trochę rezygnacji.
Bez filtrów, bez efektów, bez ściemy.

Punkowy hymn o tym, że mimo wszystko dalej budujemy – z dymu, z bólu, z wiary.

🎸 Styl: Polski punk-rock / alternatywa / rock uliczny

#punkrock #punkpolski #alternatywa #rockpolski #warszawa #łódź #gdańsk #katowice #muzyka2025 #domzdymu

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Dom z dymu est le cri du cœur d’une génération polonaise qui en a eu assez des promesses et des illusions.
Un punk-rock brut et organique, venu des rues de Varsovie, Łódź et Gdańsk, là où la vérité se chante à voix rauque et les rêves se fument en silence.

C’est la voix d’un homme de trente ans qui n’y croit plus, mais qui avance quand même.
Une chanson sur la survie, la fatigue et la fierté.

Un morceau sincère, sans maquillage, où la Pologne moderne se regarde dans le miroir et se reconnaît enfin.

🎸 Style : Punk-rock polonais / Rock alternatif / Poésie urbaine
🇵🇱 Origine : Pologne – 2025

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Dom z dymu (House of Smoke) is the raw voice of modern Poland — not from politicians or stars, but from the streets of Warsaw, Łódź, and Gdańsk.

A 30-year-old man’s confession, tired of noise and bullshit, sung over real guitars, real drums, and real life.

It’s Polish punk-rock in 2025: gritty, emotional, full of pride and exhaustion.

A song for everyone who’s done pretending, but still gets up in the morning.

🎸 Style: Polish Punk Rock / Alternative Rock / Street Poetry


Dom z Dymu

Bright Eyes

My goal is to be the first real international artist. I compose and create songs in all languages, style and around the local culture! You want to see your Country/Language represented? Dm me!

Mon objectif est de devenir le premier vrai artiste international. Je compose et crée des chansons dans toutes les langues, tous les styles et adaptées à toutes les cultures locales ! Vous voulez voir votre pays/langue représenté ? Envoyez-moi un message !

Mi objetivo es ser el primer verdadero artista internacional. ¡Compongo y creo canciones en todos los idiomas, estilos y adaptadas a las culturas locales! ¿Quieres ver a tu país/idioma representado? ¡Envíame un mensaje!

Dom z Dymu

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