The river's gone
Dried up and moved on
Beneath the sun
With nothing left to run

Was once so wide
And deep down inside
Was swept away
By time and decay

And you
Too
Were swept away like a river

The land is dry
Not a cloud in the sky
Nothing left to give
And no place left to live

Nowhere to hide
And nowhere to lie
On this hard ground
It's all barren now

And you
Too
Were swept away like a river

Track from the album "Dub Country Essentials Vol. 1", previously released on the album "Devil In The Detail"

Dub Country Essentials Vol. 1

The River's Gone Dub

Some people wanna do good
Some people wanna do bad
It's hard to tell who is who when they wear the same shoes
It's hard to tell who is who when they sing the same tune

And in a world like this
It's so hard to tell
what's black and what's white
It feels like hell
The only thing I can do is try my best
To find the light again in the darkness

I don't know what to do
And I don't know what to say
I see a future where I feel like I lost my way
I see a future where I feel like I lost my way

And in a world like this
It's so hard to tell
what's black and what's white
It feels like hell
The only thing I can do is try my best
To find the light again in the darkness
In a world like this
It's so hard to tell
what's black and what's white
It feels like hell
The only thing I can do is try my best
To find the light again in the darkness

Track from the album "Canary In The Coalmine"

Canary In The Coalmine

Yin & Yang

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She lives her life
On that little phone screen
That blue light's bright
And you can't compete
Got a brand new dress
And no one's seen it yet
Not even her friends
She can't remember them

When did she forget the real world
And the people who like her for real?
She's got a thousand people online
That like what she's postin' on Instagram
But none of them know who she is
In the real world
In the real world

When she gets a like
Her brain gets dopamine
But it don't last long
And it don't come free
The clock says four AM
And she's been scrollin' since ten
It's become her only friend
When did this all begin?

When did she forget the real world
And the people who like her for real?
She's got a thousand people online
That like what she's postin' on Instagram
But none of them know who she is
In the real world
In the real world

What you doin' on a Saturday night?
Lookin' at your screen when the time ticks by
Your friends call your phone
But you won't pick up
'Cause you'd rather be alone
Livin' in the virtual world
Livin' in the virtual world

When did she forget the real world
And the people who like her for real?
She's got a thousand people online
That like what she's postin' on Instagram
But none of them know who she is
In the real world
In the real world

Track from the album "Canary In The Coalmine"

Virtual Girl

Holliday was born in Georgia in eighteen fifty-one
His parents called him Johnny but he was better known
As a sharp shootin' gambler
Doc Holliday
A whiskey-drinkin'
Woman-lovin' man

Doc Holliday was a bad man
One of the baddest in the land
Runnin' with the Earp brothers
If you see him
You better run for cover
Doc Holliday was a bad man

He was raised up by his mama to be a southern gentleman
But a childhood illness changed all of her plans
So he moved out to the desert for the dry
Dry air
To treat his ailing lungs

Doc Holliday was a bad man
One of the baddest in the land
Runnin' with the Earp brothers
If you see him
You better run for cover
Doc Holliday was a bad man

He was a card-carryin'
Sharp-shootin'
Southern gentleman
Quick-drawin'
Hard-drinkin'
Gambling man
Cold-blooded
Tubercular
No-good-for-not-in outlaw
From Georgia

Doc Holliday was a bad man
One of the baddest in the land
Runnin' with the Earp brothers
If you see him
You better run for cover
Doc Holliday was a bad man

Track from the album "Dub Country Essentials Vol. 1", previously released on the album "Devil In The Detail"

Doc Holliday Dub

He swore on a book he never read
Plastic flag pinned to his suit
Teleprompter glow in his eyes
Saying "They’re the threat"
Maps spread out like board games
Oil fields marked in red
He points at a country he can’t pronounce
Says "Freedom starts there"

Fake president
Paper crown war
Talking like a hero from behind locked doors
You light the match
We feel the flame
You sell the lie
We take the blame
Fake president
Paper crown war

He needs a villain for the show
Ratings dipped
Now markets shake
So he paints their sky with danger
Calls it “keeping us all safe”
Heads nod in the quiet room
Contracts passed from palm to palm
He signs his name with someone else’s blood
Then says "Stay calm"

Do you see the mothers counting sirens?
Do you hear the kids learn a different kind of math?
Numbers on the screen
Faces off the map
You call it strategy
They call it shattered glass

Paper Crown War

On a night in Tijuana
In a bar with no name
With some good-time mariachi
And some boys with no shame

With the moon on the ocean
And a tequila glow
Like two dirty dogs
On the run from the snow

Yeah we stayed up late
Till the first light of dawn
We were shootin' Cuervo
And sangin' our song

There's an old border lady
Who sees into the soul
She just nodded and grinned
When she seen my ol' pole

And the pool shark in the corner
He kept winnin' all night
He must've made five hundred
Till he played me one time

Yeah we stayed up late
Till the first light of dawn
We were shootin' Cuervo
And sangin' our song

Track from the album "Dub Country Essentials Vol. 1", previously released on the album "Devil In The Detail"

Tijuana Nights Dub

Time stands still
When you wake up early
And there's no one else on the street
So you hear the sound of your own feet
In this town of eight million people
There's no one around
Before the madness starts again

In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
Before the madness starts again

Some days you wonder if the madness is in you
So you go out before the world can wake you up
You hold on to the last pieces of your own dream
In this town of eight million people
There's no one around
Before the madness starts again

In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
Before the madness starts again

Track from the album "Smoke And Mirrors"

Smoke And Mirrors

Before The Madness

Used to feel so alive
And so grateful to have survived
Now I wake up each morning
On the edge of a knife
I don't want to feel this way
And I hate that I can't change
But the drugs don't work
I guess

This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay
This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay
This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay
This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay

I hate to admit it
But it don't take me long to finish
And I'm starting to wish that
I would go to hell with my demons
So much better than being
Stuck here where I can't see them
But I can still feel them

This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay
This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay
This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay
This life's a pill that I swallow
So I can feel okay

I used to feel so alive
And so grateful to have survived
Now I wake up each morning
On the edge of a knife

Track from the album "Smoke And Mirrors"

This Life's A Pill

Original song performed by the band Fear for Hope.
Written by George Guarino / Gina Scotto
Produced by MetalMikeD (Mike DiStanislao)

Fear for Hope - Devour

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