This is a cover of Say Something played on a Tenor. First time trying sax harmonies! 

Sax Cover of Say Something x Sawan Kanota

A composition for solo guitar (with loads of effects).

Recorded it a couple years ago and finally got around to editing it with a bit of mastering experimentation too. Enjoy!

The Tarahumaran Marakame's Gambol upon the Saultian Weir Emanates Scintillating Tintinnabulations

I fell for him in a river running deep
flashback to the time
i dragged him out of a river running deep
flashback to the time when i when i 
was in a river running deep
you're a dream river that i fell into a dream a dream a dream
i fell into a river running deep turn oooh turn turn
what can i do in a river running deep turn 
flashback to the time ooohh i dragged him out of river runnig deep
ooh turn turn 
flashback to the time oooh 
flashback to the time oooh
oooh

River Running Deep

Good Morning

Eight Hands

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeVLWl0dzqA

Is this the age
against the machine?
teeth so white
hands so clean
claim to be
the best of the average
greys are green
in our dream

composition, arrangement, playing and mix by Christian Zatloukal

Cry Me A River (Twisted TORCH SONG )

My Temple (From the upcoming album "Lost")

Here's my new song sick. Lyrics are below. I hope you like it. :)

xoxo,
MJ


Verse 1:
A woman's intuition
Has a great nose for deception.
It teaches her a magnificent deal of lessons.
I share that magic with you and you don't get it.
I always knew that you would end up with a nice girl.
It's you; I can't imagine you without a nice girl.
With you, I'm worried 'bout the snakey, dumb and spineless bitches.
Fuck your feelings, cut your throat, "I love you babe. I mean it." bitches.
Real life: you know that it's all love.
But, marry one of those and I'ma have to fuck you up.
Yes, you're a grown man.
You make your own decisions.
But, I love you and I'm always gonna give you my opinion.
I wish that you could see yourself through my eyes.
You'll call me crazy. But it's cool if you begin to realize.
'cause I have no right to say to you that this ain't 
But, listen close and read my mind. Baby this ain't it.

Verse 2:
I'm giving you every piece of me.
Why don't you give me a taste,  baby?
I want you uncontrollably.
Inevitably
You're on my mind. Don't be silly; I know my place.
You've truly nothing to explain.
But if I fix my mouth to say
I don't want you that way
you know I'm lying.
You know I'm lying.

Bridge:
Keep on giving your heart to the heartless.
Keep on giving your soul to the soulless.
Loyalty for disrespect.
Keep on opening your mind to the silly bitches.
You just keep on playing yourself.
And wondering why you need help.
These girls throw you on a shelf.

Verse 3:
You look so good in black, baby.
The sight of you is sickening.
You've always got a piece of me. 
Indisputably.
I'm yours. you're mine.
Oh me oh my.

Verse 4:
No the hell I'm not. Don't call me jealous. 
I only get this way 'cause I'm being protective.
Say you're picky but you keep on fuckin' with these silly bitches.
I wash my hands of this shit. It's not my business.
I know how much you hate toxicity (detox)
So as long as baby makes you a priority (triage)
End of a golden era somethin' blue-ing
Blanche Devereaux: I'm gonna bless this union.
I couldn't hear you. Can you talk a little louder?
Me stop you from being happy? Bitch how dare you?
Fuck you talkin' 'bout you don't like my reaction?
Like damn it man. Can we have a conversation?
He saw ass, he saw ass, he saw ass 
and mistook it for love. 
We were cool ain't this sad?
Like how this bitch got you actin' like a bitch now?

Just listen to me.

Chorus:
I'm just sick of seeing you broken
Punch-lining on immature jokes 
And watching how atrocious it goes
when you get hit by Cupid's stray arrow
Deflate that head. It isn't that deep. 
The world won't end if it isn't me.
But not her. Not her. Not her.

I'm just sick of seeing you broken
Punch-lining on immature jokes 
And watching how atrocious it goes
when you get hit by Cupid's stray arrow
Deflate that head. It isn't that deep. 
The world won't end if it isn't me.
But not her. Not her. Not her.

You know what? I'm done. Fuck it. Go and do you.
A real friend is always gon' look out for you.
That's exactly what I've been trying to do.
But you don't get it.

Sick

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