Name: Stand With Me by EcHo SIN in Rawk
Duration: 3 min 45 s
Description: A shattered cry for connection. Inspired by the loyalty of “Stand By Me,” this version bleeds with loneliness — turning comfort into chaos, and hope into heartbreak.

Rawk

This is my cover of Pearl Jam's EVEN FLOW.
Ron Snyder - Vocals, Three Guitar Parts - 1976 Les Paul Deluxe & Stingray Bass
Mauricio Paz Meinert - Drums

EVEN FLOW (Pearl Jam) - Cover by Ron Snyder

La parade de Kathy

La Parade De Kathy

Relations is the 3rd single from my new album, Pale Ontology, out now exclusively on bandcamp.

https://tommarkey.com

Relations

Wanted

RATS EAT RATS "For When We All Turn Feral"

Eighty miles past the county line
Gas light blinkin', I'm outta time
Dashboard glow and a lonesome hum
Radio fading like where I’m from
A sign flickers Vacancy Room for One
Just a ghost lit town under a no name sun
Pulled off the highway, heartbeat slow
Just me and the night and a need to let go

Somewhere between the lines and the lane
Where the road goes quiet and the sky looks strange
A place I found, but didn’t mean to stay
Caught in a dream I can't explain
I just closed my eyes for a little while
Now I’m stuck in a town that don't fit my smile
Just tryin’ to make it home tonight
Somewhere there between the lines

Lobby smells like smoke and rain
Bell rings hollow, front desk plain
Clerk with eyes like he’s seen it all
Said Room’s down back, next to the wall
Hallway whispers, time stands still
Each door’s a secret, each breath a thrill
Laid down heavy, dreams got strange
Like the town was a stage and I’d missed the change

Somewhere between the lines and the lane
Where the road goes quiet and the sky looks strange
A place I found, but didn’t mean to stay
Caught in a dream I can't explain
I just closed my eyes for a little while
Now I’m stuck in a town that don't fit my smile
Just tryin’ to make it home tonight
Somewhere there between the lines

I saw a girl in a diner booth
She sang a tune, low and smooth
Said she’d been here for a hundred moons
Waiting on a ride or a change of tune
Time moved sideways, clocks ran slow
Even my shadow didn’t wanna go
But the road calls back like a restless bell
And I left behind more than I could tell

Somewhere between the lines and the lane
Where the road goes quiet and the sky looks strange
A place I found, but didn’t mean to stay
Caught in a dream I can't explain
I just closed my eyes for a little while
Now I’m stuck in a town that don't fit my smile
Just tryin’ to make it home tonight
Somewhere there between the lines

Somewhere Between The Lines

Abandoned

A shattered cry for connection. Inspired by the loyalty of “Stand By Me,” this version bleeds with loneliness — turning comfort into chaos, and hope into heartbreak.

Stand With Me

A song about anxiety and depression that people around you don't notice

I DON'T FEEL RIGHT  (LYRICS BADTRIPP INC, MUSIC BY BADTRIPP INC/SUNO AI)
My mind is reaching out to people that I meet
Sounds disturb the night so tight and so sweet
My heart is searching for someone to know
But when the game is over I have to go

Take away all my pain
make me dry in the rain
Let me try all in vain
drive me holy insane

My thoughts go back to times that I've seen
Images fill me with things I could have been
My soul is running for safety and for cover
And the years go by as I look for a lover

Touch me deep inside
fill my mind so wide
Take me on a ride
I need a place to hide

I am all alone in this empty town
I'm always here, always on my own
Memories from the past flash through my mind
Pictures of you touch my aching heart

Here comes another night
filling me with fright
I don't feel alright
when I turn out the light

I don't feel right

Bleeding

HEXAGRAM14 AFFLUENCE
“Then we k2 u”
Maria Duluoz - Columbin3’s Day (NoWeek) prod bowie

LYRICS:
Columbine told him who’s to go
Feelings he’s treasured most of all
The teachers and the football stars
It’s in his tiny face
It’s in his scrawny hand
Columbine, he sold his soul
He’s got something to say
It’s Columbine’s day
The rhythm of the crowd
Teddy and Judy down
Columbine sees it all
He’s got something to say
It’s Columbine’s day
Columbine told him how it feels
If all the world were under his heels
Or stumbling through the mall
It’s in his tiny face
It’s in his scrawny hands
Columbine knows it all
He’s got something to say
It’s Columbine’s day
Columbine, Columbine 
(Yeah)
(Woo, woo)
Columbine, Columbine
It’s in his scrawny hand
It’s in his icy heart
It’s happening today
Columbine, Columbine
It’s in his scrawny hands
It’s in his icy heart
It’s happening today
Columbine, Columbine

Pull up with my MF crew
Smoke stash and we mf smoke wit u too.

Then we k2 u.

Columbin3's Day (NoWeek) <bowie>

"Born in Chicago" [09.08.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(c) 2025 Cenote Music

Poolside Residency 2023

Born in Chicago [09.08.25]

Text:
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Verse 1
I walked through the doors, just another day,
Never thought my life would change this way.
A trusted hand, but a fateful mistake,
Now I stand on the edge of what they’ll take.

Pre-Chorus
Don’t you see the fire in my eyes,
The silent screams I can’t disguise?
A piece of me you want to claim,
But all I feel is rage and shame.

Chorus
Please, please don’t take my leg,
A father’s cry, a heart that begs.
I’m more than this, I’m more than pain,
Don’t make me walk this path again.

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Verse 2
How do I tell my little ones tonight,
That their daddy’s broken but he’ll fight?
Through choking tears, I’ll wear a smile,
But inside I’m shattered, mile by mile.

Pre-Chorus
Don’t you see the tears behind my face,
The hollow man I can’t replace?
A future robbed, a bitter cost,
I’m left to grieve for what I’ve lost.

Chorus
Please, please don’t take my leg,
A father’s cry, a heart that begs.
I’m more than this, I’m more than pain,
Don’t make me walk this path again.

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Bridge
I’m not a victim, I’m not your blame,
But this scar will always hold your name.
You’ve taken trust, you’ve taken peace,
And now my body will find no release.

(Guitar-solo)

Final Chorus
Please, please don’t take my leg,
A father’s cry, a heart that begs.
But if it’s gone, I’ll rise again,
A broken soul, but I’ll still stand.

Outro
Through the storm, through the ache,
I’ll find my strength in what you take.
For my children, for their eyes,
I’ll be whole, I’ll survive.

Please don’t take my leg

Caption Title

A brutal reckoning—“Stealing Time” exposes the truth behind the mask, refusing to mourn what was lost and demanding accountability.

Song Insight

Stealing Time is not a lament for what’s gone, but a razor-edged anthem for finally seeing someone as they are. There’s no sugarcoating, no nostalgia for a love destroyed by self-inflicted wounds. This song doesn’t plead for redemption—it lays it bare: if you’re ever going to be saved, you’ll have to save yourself, because I’m done carrying your damage. The rain and the rose on the casket aren’t mourning—they’re the final word, marking the end of illusions and the start of owning your own darkness.

Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Drifting through your life
Trying to find a way to say goodbye
Grifter stealing time
I’m running through your lies

[Build]
The empty space between the lines
Falling to your knees, you cry

[Chorus]
It’s not about the ones you used to hold
It’s about the ones you left behind
All those moments passed you by
Maybe this time there’s nothing to undo
Truth—a life, something to pursue

[Refrain]
God, I hope you do
Something needs saved in you

[Verse 2]
Every promise that you broke
Every secret left untold
All the pain behind your eyes
The hearts you tore
To the ones you used

[Build]
Broken souls haunt your scattered mind
Pieces taken I will never find

[Chorus]
It’s not about the ones you used to hold
It’s about the ones you left behind
All those moments passed you by
Maybe this time there’s nothing to undo
Truth—a life, something to pursue

[Refrain]
God, I hope you do
Something needs saved in you

[Bridge]
Mirrors, silver-plated death
Moments I try but can’t forget
Shadows pulling at what’s owed
Memories drowned by the ones I loved

[Bridge 2]
Sorry for the stones you throw
No matter what, you stay below
Cracked reflections on the floor
Love doesn't live here anymore

[Final Chorus]
It’s not about the ones you used to hold
It’s about the ones you left behind
All those moments passed you by
Maybe this time there’s nothing to undo
Truth—a life, something to pursue
All the pain behind your eyes
The hearts you tore apart inside
All those moments, lost in time
Drift away, erased by a life

[Refrain]
God, I hope you do
Something needs saved in you

[Outro]
Every mistake you called mine
Feel your choices down my spine
Maybe this time you’ll live the life
Maybe it’s the lies that die
Free yourself in time

[Post-Outro]
God, I hope you do
Something needs saved in you

Personal Reflection

I wrote “Stealing Time” as the ten-year mark approached, but not to mourn what could have been. Eight years of marriage ended in chaos and destruction—choices, not fate. This isn’t about hoping for change or wishing things were different. It’s about drawing the line, calling out the darkness, and refusing to shoulder someone else’s demons. There’s pain, sure, but mostly clarity: your story is yours now, and I won’t let it shape me. I see the warning signs clearer than ever. You own your choices, not me.

4Me2BeFree

With “Stealing Time,” 4Me2BeFree channels real scars into cinematic storytelling—no filter, no pity, just raw truth and consequence. Every lyric, every visual, and every drop of rain on the casket is there to show that this isn’t a breakup song—it’s a declaration of freedom from someone else’s self-destruction. This is what 4Me2BeFree does: transforms lived experience into music that doesn’t flinch from the hard parts, making sure the story hits as hard as the truth.

Copyright Notice

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Stealing Time

Copyright 2025 Drop Stereo. All songs written, created, performed, recorded by Timothy Anderson.

Verse 1
The skyline bends, reflection fades,
truth looks different in the haze.
I built my faith on fragile glass,
now I’m watching the color crash.
You said the cracks just let light in —
but I can’t tell where to begin.
Every step’s a haunting sound,
in the silence, I’m unbound.

Pre-Chorus
If we shatter, will we shine?
Can I still call what’s left mine?

Chorus
Under fractured light,
I see the pieces start to breathe.
Every broken shape of me
still burns to believe.
If the world caves in tonight,
I’ll find my way through the debris —
’cause even shattered,
I can still see.

Verse 2
Your voice still cuts through static air,
a tether pulling me somewhere.
The weight of dreams we left behind
still hums like power lines.
I’ve tried to run, I’ve tried to stay,
both roads led me the same way —
to the truth beneath the ache,
that breaking’s just another way to wake.

Pre-Chorus
If we shatter, will we shine?
Can I still call what’s left mine?

Chorus
Under fractured light,
I see the pieces start to breathe.
Every broken shape of me
still burns to believe.
If the world caves in tonight,
I’ll find my way through the debris —
’cause even shattered,
I can still see.

Bridge / Breakdown
(guitars swell / ambient reverb / soft scream harmonies)
Let the fall become the sound,
of everything we’re breaking down.
We were never meant to stay whole —
just to find the light in control.

Final Chorus / Outro
Under fractured light,
I’m not afraid to bleed.
Every scar’s a map that leads
back to who I need to be.
If the dark pulls me inside,
I’ll still burn endlessly —
’cause even shattered,
I can still see.

Fractured Light

All Sorrow Is Gone

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I make music for people who overthink at 2 a.m., cry in the shower, and miss their ex’s dog more than their ex. My sound? Emo, pop-punk, and post-hardcore had a messy breakup, but I’m here for the rebound. Every song is raw, loud, and way too honest—kind of like me after three cups of coffee.
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I love amphibians and have an affinity for fried okra, loud guitars, and sick beats. expedition 33 and port wine are my thing at the moment, along hollow knight and rise of the ronin.

Stand With Me

EcHo SIN

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