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"

Canary In The Coalmine

Virtual Girl

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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"

Dub Country Essentials Vol. 1

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

There's a river of smoke flowin' through the valley
And a toxic air settles over my head
It's a hopeless feeling when the flowers are dying
The riverbed bleeds
Runnin' blood red

Where did it go wrong?
Who did we become?
Ain't it so sad? A family feud
Brother against brother
No truce
Can't stop the bad news

There's a train comin' fast with no conductor
There's a storm on the rise
No place to hide
It was good while it lasted
Don't say we weren't warned
'Cause there ain't no shelter
The soil's scorched

Where did it go wrong?
Who did we become?
Ain't it so sad? A family feud
Brother against brother
No truce
Can't stop the bad news

Once we had a home
I can feel it in my bones
In my blood
In my skin
And it hurts to breathe it in

Where did it go wrong?
Who did we become?
Ain't it so sad? A family feud
Brother against brother
No truce
Can't stop the bad news

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

Toxic Air Dub

You can lose yourself in London
Walk around in circles all night long
The stuff you think you got to have
The hang-ups in your head
Ain't worth as much as you think they're worth
So why do you carry 'em?
Put it in a backpack and lose it in the middle of Rome
Then see what you find

Hey
All you got to do is go
And I mean go
'Cause you don't have to stay
Where you been so long
If you don't belong
There
You know
You're only in your way

Took a boy from where I came from
Met him in a little café in L.A
Well
He always had his bags packed
'Cause he always knew he was gone
He said
"Hey
Girl
Let me give you some advice
'Cause I been where you been
And I done what you done"
And then he walked away
He said
"You're gonna go whether you like it or not"

Hey
All you got to do is go
And I mean go
'Cause you don't have to stay
Where you been so long
If you don't belong
There
You know
You're only in your way

Ah
Go on and leave
You won't be missed
As much as you think you will
It's like this
If you don't fit
And you know you don't fit
You better quit
Girl
That's all there is to it

And when you see a city in the night
You see it from a different point of view
Well
It ain't as big as you thought it was
It's just like every place you've been
And everybody in the whole wide world
Is just like you and me
And when you see that you can walk away
Then you're free

Track from the album "Black Swan"

Black Swan

Travelgirl

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

Fear for Hope - Devour

MetalMikeD