leave in pieces

We do what we do to make a living from it, whether good, dirty or bad it's all for Survival. Even when we support names we are not proud of, it's all for Survival.

All for Survival

Don't Try to be someone you are not meant to be.  Don't over do it.  Find a balance.

Lyrics written & Performed by: PhANUM01
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Music Produced by Filthy Rich (Steven Wilson)
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Don't Try

Don't Try (m*by Filthy Rich)

Third part of my father trilogy.
The father trilogy ends with my naïve and youthful attempt, at the age of 23, to break away from my father, who seemed overpowering at the time, and stand on my own two feet: 
To move as far away as possible from my provincial hometown, to throw myself into a Berlin that was completely foreign to me at the time and completely overwhelming. 
My saviour at the time was my oldest friend, who had already been living in Berlin for a few years and took me under his wing like a big brother.     
But even with his help, I soon had to realise that the attempt at a radical inner "patricide" could not succeed in any way. The early imprints he had left on me, the demons I had 'inherited' from him, were all still there. No matter how much I turned my outer life upside down, there was no escape from the central patterns and beliefs that I had learnt from my father in the first 10 years of my life.
In this respect, the song title "The Singular Man" is a "Mission Impossible". It was only three years later, and especially after his early death, that I realised more and more that a lifelong confrontation with my inner father images could lead to a closely linked dialectic:
An ever deeper and visibly more reconciliatory bond with my father and, at the same time, an ever-increasing self-realisation    
 
The Singular Man  (Lyrics in English)

Run through streets crooked and skewed 
The bridges criss-cross

All around me the stink of the city
An army of people everywhere

Turn in somewhere now
Fall in at your door

You are alone
Your corridor infinitely long
Your walls high and wide 
Your front door broad and welcoming

You push me through the corridor now 
At the windows the siren-
song

I get scared and bang 
Am I still
Your catch of fish
Your silhouette
That only plays at being free

And yet I have escaped you 
Escaped!

I take off all hinges
Hang out the windows
Make me a magic wand
Grey Berlin becomes a colourful bouquet for me 

Ride on a peacock wheel
Take a foam spring bath in the Spree

All light 
Time thrown into the air

Pain-free in a glittering dress
An ecstatic feeling of life

But something pushes back
Under the carpet lies the hanging rope
The spider's web is
Still there
The old danger

I only know about her now 
Keep me out of her more 

Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man


Der Singuläre Mann (Deutscher Originaltext)

Lauf’ durch Straßen krumm und schief, 
Die Brücken kreuz und quer

Um mich herum der Großstadtmief
Überall ein Menschen-Heer

Bieg' irgendwo jetzt ein
Fall’ bei Dir zur Tür herein

Du bist allein
Dein  Flur unendlich lang
Deine Wände hoch und weit 
Deine Eingangstür willkommens-breit

Schiebst mich jetzt durch den Gang 
An den Fenstern der Sirenen-
Gesang

Mir wird Angst und Bang 
Bin ich immer noch
Dein Fischfang
Dein Schattenbild
Das das Freisein nur spielt

Und doch bin ich Dir entflohen 
Entflohen!

Lege alle Scharniere ab
Häng' die Fenster aus
Bastle mir einen Zauberstab
Grau-Berlin wird mir zum bunten Strauß 

Fahr auf nem‘ Pfauenrad
Nehm‘ in der Spree ein Schaum-Frühlingsbad

Alles leicht 
In die Luft geworfene Zeit

Schmerzbefreit im Glitzerkleid
Ein rauschhaftes Lebensgefühl

Doch etwas drängt zurück
Unterm Teppich liegt der Häng‘-Dich-Strick
Das Spinnennetz ist
Immer noch da
Die alte Gefahr

Kenn‘ mich jetzt nur mit ihr aus 
Halt mich mehr aus ihr raus 

Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann

Der Singulare Mann (The Singular Man)

Der Singuläre Mann (The Singular Man)

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Dark Drill

Der Song soll in dunklen Tagen Kraft geben viel Spas ❤️

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Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass.  Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Horn Section, Trumpet, Alto, Tenor, Baritone saxophones. Trap Drum Set full kit. Percussion Tambourine, Ago go Bells, Zildjan 22" Ride & Crash Cymbals. Congas & Bongos.

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Bottle of Funk

Wünsche allen Kraft gibt niemals auf auch wenn ihr kein Licht sieht bleibt stark ihr könnt alles erreichen

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Self Control

Lachi Grant is an artist, a music producer and photographer from Zimbabwe born Lawrence Chikowero on the 1st of November, and recording music independently. He started long back in the ''City Of Progress'' Gweru in Mkoba surbub but he was only a street perfomer chanting freestyles under the name Acerboy. Later on Lachi stopped freestyling because colleagues where stealing the chants for their songs. In 2015 he changed his alias to Educator upto 2017 when he thought of using his legal name for the music.
When he started music he focused mainly in the dancehall genre because during those days dancehall was the trending genre and had an impact to the youth in the country. In 2015 he started learning to produce beats and music on his own. Because money was an issue Lachi never got to record a good and decent song in the studio in those years.
in 2020 thus when he thought of having a brand name thus when Lachi Grant was created. His music is mostly reggae or reggae inspired but he also produces other genres like pop, dancehall, acoustic and reggaeton. Lachi's music is sung both in his native language Shona and in English. The music he produces is both emotional and inspiring. His music is about love, life, bright future and hope. Some of the songs are based on real events and fictional ones.

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