When your life feels like an endless "Groundhog Day" routine.

United Masters

Sleepless Nights

prod by. me
w/piggybank

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0hcwYBzPEcuP2eZ8TVzHQ6?si=8W3EPonUQ2y03jiePCsnFA

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No, not again 
I guess I’ve been alot happier since 
The time you left 
Everything just crumbles down it’s bad 
Cause it’s so bad
I never thought that I’d end up like this
It’s what we had
Suck it up it’s just more time wasted

piggybank/
Was it me?
Or was it the fact that you couldn't take what I got?
I guess I'm free
You gonna thank me?
I'm guessing that you're not
I checked our text
And ran to the bathroom, almost throwing up
I guess I'm dead to you, to me, to them and all you're friends
I won't take it all back
Because you just messed with my head
I wanted you so bad
That I left a part of me that I already had

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That I already had
Yeah you got it all figured out
Well did you ever figure that
Suck it up it's just more time wasted

Bl4sted Fool w/piggybank

Verse
I must confess my sun-kissed angel
I haven't seen the sunshine in quite some time
If there's a hell on Earth
I'm living in it now

Verse
And it's been hard to sleep without you
It's been hard to breathe without you
You don't know how many nights I lie awake
Staring at the ceiling

Chorus
But mum's the word
Mum's the word
Mum's the word
Mum's the word

Verse
And I've been missing you more than ever
I've been missing you more than ever
I've been missing you more than ever
But you're better where you are

Verse
And sometimes I get so lost in this world
I just want to be found
You don't know how many nights I lie awake
Waiting for you to come around

Chorus
But mum's the word
Mum's the word
Mum's the word
Mum's the word

Mum's The Word

This is a song about having a good time with a Georgia Girl in Tennessee

Will Brisk - Georgia Girl in Tennessee

Embers Between Us

in another life (ft. xvlonely)

Lagu ini terinspirasi oleh dan merupakan sebuah penghormatan kepada Multatuli (1890-1887), penulis Max Havelaar (1860). Berlatar masa kolonial Belanda di Indonesia, novel ini mengungkap penyalahgunaan sistem yang terjadi pada masyarakat Jawa melalui kacamata berbagai suara dan narasi. Buku ini kini menjadi referensi dalam sastra Belanda, menginspirasi politik dan perubahan dari kolonial menjadi sistem perdagangan liberal. Lagu ini juga memberikan penghormatan kepada Museum Multatuli di Rangkasbitung, Lebak, Banten (Indonesia), sebuah tempat yang inspiratif bagi generasi muda.

Multatuli adalah lagu kolaborasi oleh Sisters in Danger (band indie asal Indonesia) dan Barbara Caucheteux (mahasiswa program master asal Belgia).

Multatuli

Aku yang sangat menderita
Petani yang dirampas tanahnya
Aku yang menulis cerita
Tanam paksa dan eksploitasi lainnya

Yang memalukan kejahatan, bukan kemiskinan
Yang membahagiakan keadilan, bukan kesengsaraan
Menulis agar didengar, politik etis dijalankan
Bapak dan ibu bangsa dilahirkan

Ini buku yang membunuh kolonialisme
Menanam benih revolusi Indonesia
Memanen kemerdekaan bangsa terjajah di dunia
Menebang dominasi kolonial Eropa

(interlude)

Ini buku yang membunuh kolonialisme
Menanam benih revolusi Indonesia
Ini museum yang membuka mata, pikiran
Jadi menara gagasan, mercusuar mimpi
Mengenang generasi lampau yang memerdekakan
Menginspirasi generasi kini yang kencang berlari

Bahasa Belanda:*
Ja ik, Multatuli, neem de pen op als Diponegoro
Hoor mij, allen die Oost-Indisch doof zijn 
Met zijn kriss graveer ik de verhalen van stemlozen
Dit is een Pusaka voor mijn zoon, menselijkheid
Weef onbreekbare banden tussen zielen
Gelijkheid en rechtvaardigheid doorheen grenzen en tijd

Saidjah dan Adinda bahagia di surga
Setelah cinta terhalang tragedi dunia
Bunga melati, kain biru, di hutan jati
Saling berjanji untuk bertemu kembali

Lirik: M. Berkah Gamulya, Barbara Caucheteux
Lagu asli: Ahmad Satria Landika
Aransemen: Rizal Muchlison

*
Ya, aku Multatuli mengangkat pena sebagai Diponegoro
Dengarkanlah aku, semua yang tuli di Hindia Timur 
Dengan kerisnya aku mengukir kisah-kisah mereka yang tak bersuara/terdengar
Ini Pusaka untuk anakku, kemanusiaan
Menenun ikatan tak terpatahkan di antara jiwa-jiwa
Kesetaraan dan keadilan lintas batas dan waktu

Multatuli

Sergeant Pepper Submarine

Your explanations 
are 
underrated   
waited 
all night 
for a sign
unrelated I was 
blind sided

high
enough 
Inside 
trip late
Drip thighs 
disappeared 

rolled eyes 
to find you

Left on read 
end game 
to dead
reach me 
then forget
promise me 
all night 
blind 
side 

High 
enough
Inside 
trip late
Dripped thighs 
disappear

Rolled my eyes 
to find you
To Fuck around 
and find out 
And find you 

explanations are 
underrated

blind side

Through The Eye of A Needle

🎸✨ Lies, half-truths, and tall tales wrapped in indie rock, dipped in jangle pop, and sprinkled with post-punk irony. This track is basically a musical fact-checker: neighbors who “won the jackpot” but need bus money, ex-classmates with “beauty queens” who look more like haunted tiaras, and sweethearts whispering eternal love right before locking lips behind the grocery store.

It’s catchy. It’s bitter-sweet. It’s funny in the way only human delusions can be funny.
And yes, the song will be number one in the U.S. any day now… (or is that just another fantasy?).

Plug in your headphones, shake your head at the nonsense of life, and sing along:
“So it turned out to be… only fantasy.”

Lyrics:

She said she loves me, and there is only me,
Whispered sweet promises, like waves upon the sea.
But a few days later, what did I see?
Her kissing another man, behind the grocery.

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

My neighbor told me, with a sparkle in his eye,
He won the big jackpot, man, he touched the sky.
But the very next week, he’s knocking on my door,
“Could you lend me some money? I’m a little bit poor...”

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

An old classmate found me, on a late night street,
Said he married a beauty queen, the world at his feet.
But when she came ‘round the corner, truth hit me fast,
Let’s just say the pageant crown was stuck in the past...

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

Stories we tell, to shine a little more,
But when the mask slips, we’ve all heard it before.
Truth is a mirror, lies crack it apart,
Every cheap story leaves a scar on the heart.

And now I tell you, with a wink and a smile,
This song’s number one in the U.S. in a while.
But when the charts are out, and you look for me —
Well, guess what, friends? It’s pure fantasy...

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

Fantasy

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