Metal Wave

Over Critical

SC Release: 26.02.2025

Wedding Day Song
I thought about releasing the song for a long time, but in the end I decided to share it with you.
Thanks for listening

20 Years (Reggae Version)

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Dittatour Is Not Your Problem

Lyrics: 

I’m feeling myself right now
 I’ve smoked up all my dark clouds 
And all my demons follow me around
  Like they are scared of me, I reached higher ground

I’m just pain 
crammed into a girl 
So I choose to chain-smoke myself 
out of this world 

Nothing, nothing 
can calibrate me 
I don’t fit in society

I'm touching the sky right now
 I can't hear your hate, I'm up in the clouds 
And all my friends follow me around
 ‘Cause it's so fucking boring 
to be walking on the ground

I’m just pain 
crammed into a girl  
So I choose to chain-smoke myself 
out of this world 

Nothing, nothing 
can calibrate me
 I don’t fit in society

Now I'm swapping to dark mode 
Just pressure, no diamonds
 Push my buttons, I'm cut-throat 
I feed off your envy, and I crave more

I'm flickering like a lightbulb
 I’m a psych-thriller, the goddess of gore 
 Dreamy eyes always hide nightmares galore 
I think you hate me more (Snap!)
than you can afford

That look on your face (horror!)
 I gave you goosebumps, can I have some?
 Lose the sheep’s clothing, I like bones
 Bitch I eat wolves when I'm stoned

Now I'm swapping to dark mode 
Just pressure, no diamonds
 Push my buttons, I'm cut-throat 
I feed off your envy, and I crave more

I'm flickering like a lightbulb
 I’m a psych-thriller, the goddess of gore 
 Dreamy eyes always hide nightmares galore 
I think you hate me more (Snap!)
than you can afford

That look on your face (horror!)
 I gave you goosebumps, can I have some?
 Lose the sheep’s clothing, I like bones
 Bitch I eat wolves when I'm stoned

Now I'm swapping to dark mode 
Just pressure, no diamonds
 Push my buttons, I'm cut-throat 
I feed off your envy, and I crave more

I'm flickering like a lightbulb
 I’m a psych-thriller, the goddess of gore 
 Dreamy eyes always hide nightmares galore 
I think you hate me more (Snap!)
than you can afford

That look on your face (horror!)
 I gave you goosebumps, can I have some?
 Lose the sheep’s clothing, I like bones
 Bitch I eat wolves when I'm stoned

Dittatour Is Not Your Problem

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