DEAD OR ALIVE

I make the best of the worst I know

“The Ruse of Booze” is a raw, unflinching ballad about addiction’s grip and the battle to reclaim the self. Through gritty imagery and soul-baring lines, it paints the bottle as a sly salesman, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and a devil at the door — seducing and destroying in equal measure. With each verse, the narrator wrestles with guilt, memory, and fleeting moments of clarity, only to be dragged back into the cycle. Dark, bluesy, and haunting, this song is a confession, a lament, and a fight for redemption.

Ruse of Booze

Learn To Live

Phoenix Rising

Halloween wasn’t store-bought in the 1960s, it was made from old clothes in the basement and a spark of imagination. A sheet became a ghost, Dad’s Navy uniform turned me into a sailor, and pillowcases grew heavy with candy as we walked block to block with friends and neighbors.

But toward the end of our street stood a house set back in the shadows, the one we all called the Witch House. The woman inside looked the part, and her crooked stare made us whisper and hurry past. That mix of excitement and fear gave Halloween its magic.

This song is a reflection of those nights, the laughter, the legends, and the spirit of Halloween that still lives on long after the trick-or-treat bags are gone.

[Verse 1]
We’d dig through the basement, bags of old clothes
A sheet for a ghost, dad’s Navy issued oaths
Didn’t buy ‘em in the store, we made ‘em our own
With a little bit of laughter, and a touch of the unknown

[Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, oh what a night
Porch lights glowing, laughter bright
Pillowcases dragging low
Through the streets we used to go

[Verse 2]
Neighbors and friends, side by side
House to house, together we'd glide
Candy enough to last all year
Every door brought us a little cheer

[Bridge ]
Toward the end of the block stood a house set back
Shadows lingered, the windows black
And the woman inside, with her crooked stare
Made us whisper and point, but we didn’t dare
Some said she cackled, some swore she’d fly
On Halloween night, we’d all walk by

[Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, hold your breath tight
The witch house watching in the night
One more step, don’t make a sound
Or she’ll chase you down this haunted ground

[Verse 3]
Now I live where the night is still
Country roads, no kids to thrill
But in my heart, the spirit stays
Of Halloween nights and childhood days

[Final Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, oh what a night
Porch lights glowing, laughter bright
Though no footsteps cross my floor
Halloween lives on forevermore

[Outro]
Halloween lives on
Forevermore

The Witch On Our Street

Flicker in the Glow

This song is part of the album “Why me – but why not me too”.
It is not to be seen on its own, but as part of a journey I have to live through since my diagnosis. Each track tells a piece of this path – honest, raw, and unfiltered.

if you Let me Stay Alive

The most cherished beauty is the one that leaves you beyond definition.

More Than Words Can Say

The calm before the storm, a cinematic prelude where the narrator stands beneath a bleeding sky, realizing that every scar tells a story.
The journey begins in the quiet before collapse.

Scars Like Skylines

Ship Of Theseus (Grunge Cover)

Ich schreibe, was ich denke, fühle und erlebe. Schreiben hilft mir, Erinnerungen einzuordnen und ihnen Klarheit zu geben. Wenn Gefühle eine Melodie bekommen, entsteht etwas Wunderbares – eine Botschaft, die direkt ins Herz geht.

Für mich ist es ein Ausgleich, ein Stück Selbsttherapie. Die Texte sind ehrlich und frisch aus dem Herzen. Und wenn ich damit jemanden berühre, der genauso fühlt wie ich, freut es mich umso mehr.

Da ich selbst nicht gut singen kann, nutze ich KI für die Melodie und die Stimme. Ich bin dankbar für diese Möglichkeit, meinen Gefühlen Ausdruck zu verleihen.

Viel Freude beim Hören 🥰

Gruß, Marco Memory

PS: Ehrliche Kommentare sind willkommen – aber bitte keine Angebote, ich kaufe nichts.



I write what I think, feel, and experience. Writing helps me sort out memories and bring them clarity. When feelings find a melody, something wonderful is created – a message that speaks straight to the heart.

For me, it’s a balance, a bit of self-therapy. The lyrics are honest and straight from the heart. And if they touch someone who feels the same way I do, it makes me even happier.

Since I can’t sing well myself, I use AI for the melody and voice. I’m grateful for this opportunity to give my feelings a voice.

Enjoy listening 🥰

Best, Marco Memory

PS: Honest comments are always welcome – but please no offers, I’m not looking to buy anything.

if you Let me Stay Alive

Marco Memory

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