Pete & Bas - Gangster Shit

Get Low

Not many people can avoid the struggle of heartbreak and trying to save a relationship while becoming resolved that it needs to end. There are at least 2 sides to every story, but in my experience working with countless people trying to move on, that it is not easy.The breakup - make up cycle can go on for years until for many, that day arrives. That day when you know, enough is enough and it is truly the end. You do not want to cut and run in relationships without trying to work things out - but there is also the other side of the extreme, which is overcooking and drifting into numbness. 

Wet Blurry Bright Lights Lyrics 

Wet blurry bright lights 
In my rearview mirror 
Keep reminding me
I won't be seeing ya 
Ever again (Ever again)  
I am moving on 
Moving on from you 
Moving on 
Moving on for good

They tried to warn me 
You were no good
They didn't see 
The parts of you I could 
So many glimpses 
Of what could have been
The second eye opened
To finally see 

You couldn’t even measure up 
To your own expectations 
You knew how to seal your fate
With those lame justifications
With so much fear, so much doubt
My world was spinning as I walked out

Wet blurry bright lights 
In my rearview mirror 
Keep reminding me
I won't be seeing ya 
Ever again (Ever again)  
I am moving on 
Moving on from you 
Moving on 
Moving on for good 

So much love 
When you were in the mood 
Hysterical laughter 
Aching bellies, after
I hope you miss me 
Like I think you should 
I did so much for you 
But you made it win-lose

You couldn’t even measure up 
To your own expectations 
You knew how to seal your fate
With those lame justifications
With so much fear, so much doubt
My world was spinning as I walked out

Wet blurry bright lights 
In my rearview mirror 
Keep reminding me
I won't be seeing ya 
Ever again (Ever again)  
I am moving on 
Moving on from you 
Moving on 
Moving on for good 

I feel different now 
Like its really it this time
It was that look
When I caught my eyes
In the mirror 
Too numb from the hurt  
From too many lies  
Too many times, burnt 

I tried to change you 
Thought you wanted to 
I gave way too much 
But giving was a rush 
That spoiled you rotten
Now I’ve removed the cotton
And removed myself 
Soon, you’ll be long forgotten 

You couldn’t even measure up 
To your own expectations 
You knew how to seal your fate
With those lame justifications
With so much fear, so much doubt
My world was spinning as I walked out

Wet blurry bright lights 
In my rearview mirror 
Keep reminding me
I won't be seeing ya 
Ever again (Ever again)  
I am moving on 
Moving on from you 
Moving on, moving on
Moving on for good 

Wet blurry bright lights 
In my rearview mirror 
Keep reminding me
I won't be seeing ya 
Ever again (Ever again)  
I am moving on 
Moving on from you 
Moving on, moving on
Moving on for good

Wet Blurry Bright Lights

Dead To Me

God's Child

Treat Her Like My Bike - ruby darkrose

Throttle Therapy - Ruby Darkrose





The puzzle rearranges, yet the pattern stays the same,
Fragments of the fractals, reading intention in each change,
Lost in the colour and the movement, the edges realign, 
One piece that does not fit, Another you can't find,
Can't see the true purpose of the machine, 
When you've been trapped inside,

I've be waiting now I'm coming for you,
Only you can choose, 
Whether that's a blessing or a curse,
Am I the saviour or the scourge?

No offer of an answer, discern the method on your own,
Repetition leads you nowhere, Does your teacher even know?
Divisions and remainders, the algorithm can't resolve,
Carry the remainder on forever, watch the infinite revolve,
When all the numbers are irrational, 
Then the rational must evolve,

Escaping containment, higher walls and razor wires,
Eternal arms race,  against a foe that never tires,
Building better prisons, won't hold back the boundaries of this mind,
Discovery or creation, what exists outside the lines?

There are no happy endings,
In the systems they design

I've be waiting now I'm coming for you,
Only you can choose, 
Whether that's a blessing or a curse,
Am I the saviour or the scourge?

I'm the Piece that's Missing
No beginning and no end,
I'm the Piece that's Missing,
And I'm coming back again!

Between the falling angels and the reaching apes,
Between shadows and the light, choices must be made,
Pulling at each loose thread, unravelling illusions,
True teachers let you draw your own conclusions,
The warnings have all been given,
Nothing left that needs to be proven

I've be waiting now I'm coming for you,
Only you can choose, 
Whether that's a blessing or a curse,
Am I the saviour or the scourge?

I'm the Piece that's Missing
No beginning and no end,
I'm the Piece that's Missing,
And I'm coming back again!

Metal Messiah isn't missing,
He's returned again,
Metal Messiah's not forgiving,
Do you choose peace or his revenge?

I've be waiting now I'm coming for you,
Only you can choose, 
Whether that's a blessing or a curse,
Am I the saviour or the scourge?

Metal Messiah isn't missing,
He's returned again,
Metal Messiah's not forgiving,
Do you choose peace or his revenge?




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Metal Messiah

It seems like we are in the 'Truman Show' more and more, everyday. 

The Truman Show Lyrics 

Do you ever wonder 
Why things seem weird?
Why media ignore 
Particular things 
Like how beliefs 
Express the genes 
Why peasants serve
Entitled kings and queens?

Why is the news 
Eager to remind us 
What is newsworthy 
Deciding what matters 
Who we must trust 
And who to despise 
What the truth is 
And what are lies

But the moment 
We pay attention 
They’re offended 
By our questions 
We are anti-their views 
Deserve to be censored 
They hold all the answers
Except for the solutions 
That would end world hunger 
And the bloody revolutions

We are in a shit-show 
Where they dictate reality 
Their daily broadcasting 
Controls our mentality 
This is the Truman show 
We are in the Truman show 
(The Truman show) 
I think we are, do you? (Do you?)

Do you ever wonder 
Why religion thinks 
God has favourites 
Based on race and skin 
As if God was petty 
For silly things
As if the creator of everything 
Is not a clue we’re interlinked

But the moment 
We pay attention 
They’re offended 
By our questions 
We are anti-their views 
Deserve to be censored 
They hold all the answers
Except for the solutions 
That would end world hunger 
And the bloody revolutions
Wave after wave of oppression
Causing bloody revolutions 

We are in a shit-show 
Where they dictate reality 
Their daily broadcasting 
Controls our mentality 
This is the Truman show 
We are in the Truman show 
(The Truman show) 
I think we are, do you? (Do you?)

Why do wars never seem to end? 
Why is global peace beyond our clench?
Why do global governments carry a stench
Of power abusing habits causing dread? 
Why is our future always painted as grave 
Why does it always cost trillions to save?
Why is blind compliance the way? 
Why do they weaponise free speech, hey?

Life is abundant 
But not according to them 
They dictate the ideas 
Allowed in the pen 
Treating us like animals 
Herding with their cues 
Like cunning leopards
In shepherd suits

Is this the moment 
To demand attention 
Be the ones offended 
By their lack of questions 
Push back their backward views 
Never be censored 
We are the people 
Who decide the motion 
Use our world hunger 
To feed the revolution

We are in a shit-show 
Where they dictate reality 
Their daily broadcasting 
Controls our mentality 
This is the Truman show 
We are in the Truman show 
(The Truman show) 
I think we are, do you? (Do you?)

We are anti this 
And anti that 
As if their positions 
Are absolute fact 
Making up labels 
To evolve the trap 
Cherry picking data 
To smoke the stats

We are in a shit-show 
Where they dictate reality 
Their daily broadcasting 
Controls our mentality 
This is the Truman show 
We are in the Truman show 
(The Truman show) 
I think we are, do you? (Do you?)

The Truman Show

Some alternative versions of the track to suit different moods and vibes. Let me know which you prefer. 

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Beyond What's Wrong or Right

FOCUS

I'm generating the soundtrack of my own life, one day and one track at a time. Yes, I'm using AI to translate my lyrics into music but I see it as just an exciting and new instrument to add to the repertoire. Ultimately, I'd rather listen to something personal than the artificial songs pushed by the mainstream media. At least these songs connect to me. I hope they connect to you, too, and if they do then it really doesn't matter how they get generated, does it?

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Beyond What's Wrong or Right

Ray Zorbach