Sanction

The Radio Station (Teaser)

Thanks to Dart for the guest vocals <3 https://soundcloud.com/xx-dart-darling-xx-3

Trespassing, With Dart Darling (Skit)

Video games are bad for you…
Bad for you…
Bad for your kids

Negative thoughts get in your head…
In your head…
Make you sick 

I heard about this new arcade down the street 
They got a cabinet there they say can not be beat 
And those who try fall in too deep
They wake up screaming seeing colors in their sleep 

Government persons with scientific vocations
Men in black suits are stealing your information 
Having bad dreams and vivid hallucinations 
Addictive new mechanics and sensory deprivation 

Plug me in and turn me on
Pop in a quarter and lets begin
Forget about your Pac-Man, Galaga, Tron,
Shockwaves passing through your cranium

Play again, something's up
Victims to MK Ultra
Straining through the brainfog
Trying to see the end of this 
Polybius

My life seems empty and I'm feeling down
Like I'm surrounded by a dark grey cloud
But when I close my eyes I hear those sounds
Those flashing lights are all that's there for me now

All alone, sold my soul
Can't say no, don't let go
Losing hope. comatose
Audio, video

ISOLATED, ALL ALONE
CAN'T ESCAPE I SOLD MY SOUL
LOSING HOPE, COMATOSE
AUDIO AND VIDEO

I CAN NOT ESCAPE FROM THIS
WHAT IS REAL? I'VE LOST MY GRIP
BROKEN PSYCHE, CAN'T BE FIXED
WHO'S TO BLAME? POLYBIUS

Polybius

[Samples are from "Archive Announcement 2", "Compilation #1", and "XD64B8_14EC7D7E1FC12_000.ppm" by The June Archive And Restoration Project]

I have a complex view of nostalgia
A man-made tool to remember things you’re fond of
Memories are subject to mistakes and distortions
Nostalgia is a weapon you can use to exploit this

All alone 
But you keep dreaming
You’ll grow old
But the memories aren’t leaving

Trapped awake in the dead of night 
Trying to figure out how to say goodbye 
Wishing you could just go back in time
Buddy, come with me and close your eyes

Heard you wanna go back in time
Just take a look inside your mind
Memories and better times
Here inside your DSI

I know how to set you free
Just take a breath and trust in me
Soon enough I’ll make you see
I’ll remind you of the good times 
so come play with me

Now that I've got you right where I want you
Dangling the answers in your face just to taunt you
Internet acquaintances will laugh and say it's not true 
Even then, I'll occupy their thoughts and spread to them too

The only way to get what you want is to take it
The only way to change a person's mind is to break it 
Time is of the essence so we better get it done quick
Going back and changing things in ways that I see fit

Fuzz

[Parts of the lyrics/melody are referenced from "Killing Rabbits Anymore" by Dropping A Popped Locket]

We buy three piece suits just to die in them
We dig great big holes just to lie in them
Going for a night on the town getting all dressed up
All these zombie bitches got my head fucked up

Caffeine, nicotine, with a side of cannabis
perfume, hairspray, with a touch of rotten flesh
pretty pink glitter over bloodshot eyes
Zombie whore insomniac, barely alive

Pretty little bitch yeah you look like a monster
Good for nothing kid crawled from 6 feet under
It's not fair
Got your whole life  Ahead of you 
Don't care
Throw it all away for the views

Young, dumb, and sick see you banging down death's door
Clothes all ripped, girl your makeup is an eyesore
Big hair
Living fast just to die young
Blank stare
We've got nothing to run from

We wear designer makeup just to cry in it
Giving bitter farewells and suicide wishes
Yeah you know our brains tuned to mush but our hearts won't stop
No hope left we've already given up

Brass knuckles, rhinestones, studs missing from our belts
Say the scene is dead but we’re dragging it back up from hell 
Say our lives are over but we still want more
Get into it bitch, this is dead girl couture

You can see them, in the night
Hear the screaming, what a sight 
Terror in the streets follow something truly bizarre
Pretty little bitch but you know they’ll never get far
Figures in the fog leave footsteps in dead leaves
Echoes of the past show in faces of dead teens
Pull up with designer makeup on our faces
A long rotted archive of old friend spaces
The living slam their doors while the zombies get crunk
They claim the scene is dead but we’ve only just begun

I Was A Teenage Scenester

Wake up, tease your hair
Grab your flat iron and something to wear
Something flashy to make the normies stare
Don't stress your makeup we can do it when we get there

Wake up bitch like it's scene sixteen
Pull up to the spot and they know we're the queens
Call us fresh to death cause we're lookin so clean
Boutta smoke the competition like r.i.p

1, 2, 3, 4
You know we're the hottest fuckers on the floor
(LETS GO)

1,2,3,4
Get your ass out on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Make them fucking beg for more
1, 2, 3, 4
Allow me to demonstrate
5, 6, 7, 8
This is my Mandate

CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME 
I'VE BEEN TRAPPED SO LONG
MELODIES REPEATING 
FORCED TO SING ALONG

Wake up, ignore the thoughts
Get on the floor and do what you're taught
Hands in the air feel the beat in your heart
Move to the rhythm
Go along, play your part

Welcome home, enjoy your stay
Please don't go, don't fade away
Listen close, feel my pain
Get on the floor, it's time to play

THE AIRWAVE'S CORRUPTED
WITH NEURAL DISTRUCTION 
YOU CAN NOT TRUST THEM
CAUSE THEY'RE UP TO SOMETHING
THEY'VE ALREADY SOLD YOU
MELODIES CONTROL YOU
SO PLEASE I IMPLORE YOU
REMEMBER YOUR OWN TRUTH

1,2,3,4
Get your ass out on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Make them fucking beg for more
1, 2, 3, 4
Allow me to demonstrate
5, 6, 7, 8
This is my Mandate

1, 2, 3, 4, 
These thoughts are no longer yours 
5, 6, 7, 8, 
Lost among the drums and chords
Hear that beat is bangin
Bouncing through your brain its
Begging you to dance on 
This is my Sanction

Intro (Sanction)

Crunkcore n other scene shiz. I'm still new to SoundCloud and music production so any feedback is appreciated :P

Trespassing, With Dart Darling (Skit)

Maya Malice