Name: Sitting Down Here by Rocket Warrior
Duration: 3 min 18 s
Description: A pop punk cover of the Lene Marlin track, sitting down here from 1999.

A pop punk cover of the Lene Marlin track, sitting down here from 1999.

Sitting Down Here

Паника

моя збірка старого ПНД

Умираю

VERA - Лодочка

Тараканы! - Мешки с костями

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Driven

Drive

I remember every action and each word with such lucidity;
my intentions weren't hidden, outspoken, no emotions were concealed.

I wanted to have it all, at all times,
destroy the things I despise,
like or want to be a part.
Then get bored, let it fall apart.

Not only do I hear voices, in my head I conversate with them.
These demons are so talkative but at least they make sense.

Rabid desire, nothing is enough for this poor sick mind...
Alcohol is fine, don't need pills, just some shots for these friends of mine.

Trial and error? More like trail of terror 
Bad luck or/bad news I'm the bearer
No mistakes were made on this endeavor 
That's fueled by rage, self loath 'n depression 

Wanna hang out? from the ceiling down?
Slash your wrists from dusk 'til dawn?
Drink your penance 'til your liver's gone?
Like an undead writing a suicide note.

Only those who are dead inside,
can survive this so called life,
RIP a part of my so cold heart,
Mend your wounds and disregard.

The end is nigh I can feel the void getting filled with angst.
I'm getting high off the thought of leaving all this burden behind.

I can see the reaper right in front of me, quit stalling you bitch.
I don't know what it is waiting, it's so frustrating... can you please do your thing!?

I might be a lost cause, but i know exactly where I'm going to go:
a Wooden box, not by choice, fire below me n some dirt above.

Get a cleanse, lit a candle, throw some salt, to get me out of your head.
I'm finally dead. Stop wXndering from faith to fate

Core

It begins with a dream
Every dream, a lie
A gesture carved in air
Under the engineer's unholy eye
From his whisper comes the song

And from our tears a torrent,
terrible and purifying
I come naked and in penitence
I come tortured by your gifts
I come to love you and to kill you
When all that's left is nothingness
I'll take your dying hand

[*] I climb inside to wake up
Ah climb inside to wake up]

And now its secret name is spoken
And now its death is found
Buried in its truth
From heaped dust
We'll build a beauty,
Bright and shimmering
And let it loose upon the earth
And take your dying hand

[*] I climb inside to wake up
Ah climb inside to wake up]


Lyrics by Andrew Dalziell & [*] by Carisa Bianca Mellado
Music by Night Tongue (Dalziell/Mellado)
Andrew Dalziell: Vocal, Guitar, Synth, Drums
Carisa Bianca Mellado: Vocal, Bass, Synth
Elle Haert: Vocal
Mixed by Night Tongue
Mastered by Carisa Bianca Mellado

Golem

Нет богов! (2018 Edition)

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LYRICS:

Everyone's filling up my head with ignorance
Telling me living like the dead is common sense
Tired of dreaming life instead of living it
Waking with nothing but regret and giving in

And it's getting harder to ignore them now
So I'll just write them all out

'Cause you can hate me now
But I'll take what you give
I'll take what you give to me
And you can put me down
But I'll take what you give
I'll take what you give to me
And when it all goes down
I will be where I need
I'll be where I need to be
And you'll be high and dry
Wishing I didn't take what you gave to me

Now, I'm on top and looking down at hateful eyes
Feeding on jealousy is how I get so high
Nothing can keep me off the path I've got in mind
Now I just sit back, and I laugh every time they try

And it's getting harder to ignore them now
So I'll just write them all out

'Cause you can hate me now
But I'll take what you give
I'll take what you give to me
And you can put me down
But I'll take what you give
I'll take what you give to me
And when it all goes down
I will be where I need
I'll be where I need to be
And you'll be high and dry
Wishing I didn't take what you gave to me

You think you're bringing me down
You're only lifting me up
So, please, keep running your mouth
'Cause I just can't get enough
You think you're bringing me down
You're only lifting me up
So, please, keep running your mouth
'Cause I just can't get enough

And it's getting harder to ignore them now
So I'll just write them all out

'Cause you can hate me now
But I'll take what you give
I'll take what you give to me
And you can put me down
But I'll take what you give
I'll take what you give to me
And when it all goes down
I will be where I need
I'll be where I need to be
And you'll be high and dry
Wishing I didn't take what you gave to me

CREDITS:

Written and performed by Dallas Welk and Zach Amory.
Lyrics by Zach Amory.
Mixed and mastered by Zach Amory.
Cover artwork by Zach Amory.
© 2020 Dead Set Media.

2020

Take What You Give

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