Name: Crash Code by Peter Schmid
Duration: 2 min 58 s
Description: He’s tired of being a useful dummy and is ready for his big break in the industry. He is … CRASH DUMMY 411

Let it Rain

Stampede of the bulls

If you are vibing to this beat, Please help this get reach by liking and reposting. Thank you 😊!! These are the lyrics, for my Tropical house and dance track called “Your Desire”

Let this beat tease you and watch your night heat up, for all lovers out there and anyone who just likes a catchy dance song. 🎶 🕺 ✍️ 

[Verse]
Come on boy!
Let me fulfil your every desire
Your every need! 
I’m…Feeling fresh
High on energy

[Pre chorus biuld up]
So what do you think boy!
i want to take it  so let me fulfil your desire!!

Ooh yeah-eeeee-yeah!!!

[Chorus]

I want youuuuuu! 

And I’m  hot on the wire! 

Don’t stop

Don’t tire 

Its Pure electric 
 And I want it all…

[Break]

Come on boy, I’m here for the taking ! 
Let me fulfill your every desire!!

Your Desire

Text:
[Verse 1: The World Today]
The rivers run slower, the lakes run dry,
The forests burn under an ashen sky.
They drill for profit, ignoring the cost,
Counting their riches, while futures are lost.

The glaciers weep, the oceans rise,
Yet they peddle their greed, spinning their lies.
"It’s not our fault," they shout and defend,
But how do they sleep as the world starts to end?

[Chorus]
Don’t saw the branch, the one we’re on,
When it’s gone, it’s gone—it won’t grow back, it’s done.
All the gold in the world won’t heal the pain,
Change your ways, or we’re circling the drain.
How many signs do you need to see?
This path is ruin—it’s no mystery.

[Verse 2: 20-25 Years Ahead]
The crops won’t grow in the poisoned soil,
The air is thick with carbon’s toil.
Cities swallowed by a hungry tide,
Millions displaced, with nowhere to hide.

Heatwaves scorch where the seasons twist,
Animals vanish from the extinction list.
The deserts march where green once grew,
And still, they’ll ask, "What could we do?"

[Chorus]
Don’t saw the branch, the one we’re on,
When it’s gone, it’s gone—it won’t grow back, it’s done.
All the gold in the world won’t heal the pain,
Change your ways, or we’re circling the drain.
How many signs do you need to see?
This path is ruin—it’s no mystery.

[Verse 3: What We Can Do]
Stop chasing profit, start planting seeds,
Listen to the Earth and her desperate needs.
Wind and sun can light the way,
But we must act—it starts today.

Hold leaders accountable, make them pay,
No more excuses, no more delay.
Education, innovation, unite the fight,
For our only home, for what’s still right.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Chorus]
Don’t saw the branch, the one we’re on,
When it’s gone, it’s gone—it won’t grow back, it’s done.
All the gold in the world won’t heal the pain,
Change your ways, or we’re circling the drain.
How many signs do you need to see?
This path is ruin—it’s no mystery.

[Bridge]
The corporations profit, the politicians spin,
But nature won’t care for their deadly sins.
The clock is ticking, we’re running out of time,
The future’s ours to save—or it’s the crime.

[Outro: A Plea for Change]
Don’t saw the branch where your children rest,
Make the future better, give them your best.
There’s still a chance, but we must unite,
To turn the darkness back into light.

Don’t Saw the Branch

Let go

Так сильно(Cover on Ivan Dorn)

Bad Girl

Echoes in the Sand

SCROLL

inspired 

[ ai improv - illegible but dope ]

come under
my skin
again
and again

wash me
of whatever lived
between the ribs

pull the thread
where silence sleeps
and I
will try
not to breathe in

trace what you loved
on the inside of absence
I’ll hold
nothing
if it keeps me whole

do not name me
if your mouth
tastes of yesterday

fold me
into whatever
I’ve unbecome

I’ll vanish
so softly
you’ll think it was mercy

:)ustin - cmd:under-me

Momentary

He’s tired of being a useful dummy and is ready for his big break in the industry. He is … CRASH DUMMY 411

Crash Code

ARTisOFFICIAL ENTERTAINMENT

LYRICS written and served up the OLD-FASHIONED way, just like GRANDMA used to bake. MUSIC by SUNO

I’m a dad, a husband, and a farmer. From Washington State, USA

Crash Code

Peter Schmid

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