Name: In the End by Sam Liss
Duration: 1 min 44 s
Description: This is an EP for a hard rock song, that I will be recording in the future! ENJOY!!

Wow! powerful start I already like it :-)

Really coll track...some lil things  are better soon I think

very britpop vibe...Noel would be proud of thst one

a callab from my homies Young T The Messenger an ILLMINDZ

Pop A Drank By Young T with ILLMiNDZ and TOP Syndicate

another callab with my dawg ILL MINDZ and S/O to my nigga TOMMBMAYYNIAC

Escalades By TOMMBMAYNIAC feat ILLMINDZ AND TOP SYNDICATE

This is an EP for a hard rock song, that I will be recording in the future! ENJOY!!

In the End

A spontaneous cooperation between me and my beloved son Freddy. Almost in one take. Yesterday, Friday, 1.3.2019, we felt like singing about the upcoming spring with an eight year old song of mine (to be heard on my SC account on my private album "Talibu" in a still quite lamented version). Freddy on the percussions and me on the guitar and singing.  
And for me a relaxed return to the basics (simply guitar, vocals and percussion) in view of the sometimes more and more complex tracks that have come to my mind lately. And also a song with a rather optimistic mood, which is a bit in contrast to my rather melancholic songwriter disposition.   

Lyrics in English:

Spring

I don't feel like being depressed anymore
to settle in and to spare myself

I don't feel like the whining blues anymore 
I am tired of the non-standing-up morning greeting

I'm pulling down the curtain
I feel lively again

I want to get out of my shell now 
was long enough a gray mouse

Spring comes in to me 
comes you free, from the pit, from the death certificate

Radiates all over my face 
light at last, gout over, and he speaks:

Your salvation is approaching, narrow ridge, barbed wire, almost bloodbath
The winter was near, almost drew me under its spell, the dark delusion

Spring pull me on land now!
Spring please turn me on

I was deep down in myself
I almost felt like I was drowned

Thought it'd never pass 
I felt like a rotten egg

But now it goes on 
without a black rider

I get to go for another spin 
I am allowed to get up from my sickbed

Spring comes in to me 
comes you free, from the pit, from the death certificate

Radiates all over my face 
Light at last, gout over, and he speaks:

Your salvation is approaching, narrow ridge, barbed wire, almost bloodbath

The winter was near, almost drew me under its spell, the dark delusion

Spring, pull me on land now!
Spring, please turn me on


Deutscher Originaltext: 

Frühling

Keine Lust mehr auf Depressionen
sich einigeln und schonen

Keine Lust mehr auf den Jammer-Blues 
auf den Nichtaufsteh-Morgengruß

Ich reiß` den Vorhang runter
Ich fühl` mich wieder munter

Ich will jetzt raus aus meinem Schneckenhaus 
war lang genug ne` graue Maus

Der Frühling kommt zu mir herein 
kommt Dich befrein, von Grübelein, vom Totenschein

Strahlt mir voll ins Gesicht 
endlich Licht, vorbei die Gicht, und er spricht:

Deine Rettung naht, schmaler Grat, Stacheldraht, Fast-Blutbad

Der Winter war nah dran, zog mich fast in seinen Bann, den dunklen Wahn

Frühling zieh mich jetzt an Land
Frühling bitte knips mich an

War in mir tief versunken
fühlte mich fast wie ertrunken

Dachte es geht nie mehr vorbei, 
fühlte mich wie ein faules Ei

Doch jetzt geht es weiter 
ganz ohne schwarzen Reiter

Ich darf noch mal ne` Runde drehn` 
vom Krankenbett aufstehn`

Der Frühling kommt zu mir herein, 
kommt Dich befrein`, von Grübelein, vom Totenschein

Strahlt mir voll ins Gesicht, 
endlich Licht, vorbei die Gicht, und er spricht:

Deine Rettung naht, schmaler Grat, Stacheldraht, Fast-Blutbad

Der Winter war nah dran, zog mich fast in seinen Bann, den dunklen Wahn

Frühling zieh mich jetzt an Land
Frühling bitte knips mich an.

Frühling (Spring)(Karlit-O-Kay & Freddy)(Lyrics in English in Intro)

Escrito en una cabaña en el medio del bosque.
a que sabe tu silencio?
lofi argentino.

letra:

...buscando pedazos de cielo pa' no desarmarme.
el mundo es un caos y encontre paz en el arte.
...mi musa no quiso ser mi lupa pa buscarme
Voy harto, no tengo barco que solo parte.

...la brasa quema...frias las notas!
todo se drena...tinta en las venas y el alma rota.
...cuando haya sequia me servira cada gota.
Cuando no salga de dia la noche será muy poca.

y...mis sueños solo se quedaron en la almohada.
...el sentimiento es un agosto de una noche helada.
...la risa la ultima sonrisa que hubo por mi cama.
y mi musa hace tiempo me dijo que no valgo nada.

...aun soy joven y ya no se que hacer!
...Cada dia veo el doble y ya no me sabe a miel!
...cuando tuve las opciones ya no supe que hacer!
...por eso como consejo te recomiendo correr.

...pasa poco y tanto en lo que me arrepiento.
Mis conciencia me advierte que solo perdi mi tiempo
...quien vendra a callarme cuando solamente pienso?
y quien mataria mi orgullo, cuando busco ser eterno?

...hace tiempo que corro para no encontrarme.
...hace tiempo que cierro los ojos al mirarme.
...senti el olvido cuando supe que era buscarme.
y el lujo de beber pero eso es otro punto aparte.

...todas las noches pa decir que no soy nada.
...falta de autoestima y una ausencia de calor.
...en mi musa solo existe tinta derramada
tuve lo necesario y no supe que fue mejoooor.

...y un vacio por dentro.
que lleno en recuerdos sobre en que me arrepiento.
...tristemente fui tan reservado que no dije lo que siento.
y tenia las palabras pero ni queria hacerlo.

...no me hables de libertad si estoy preso
...con mis pensamientos en barrotes como un necio.
...sin juez y me sentencio
...buenas noches tomas...a que te sabe tu silencio?

(no sabe a nada)

realismos - [alone.in.woods] //(prod. ter.n)

New Hip hop Track has a catchy vibe to it All Vocal and lyrics are performed and created by me the beat is prod by Yondo Beats Enjoy and keep listening:)

Fly(Prod-By Yondo Beats)

When I appeared at the end of the 1980s as a wannabe- Klaus Kinski and "party scare" with Rimbaud and Villon texts on birthday celebrations, I always had the wonderful poem by the German cabaret artist and writer Hanns Dieter Hüsch "Ich sing` für die Verrückten" (I sing for the Crazy) in my repertoire. 
That is a long time back, but a few weeks ago I was jamming on guitar and percussion with some members of the "Berliner Irrenoffensive" as part of my voluntary work. And in this creative and crazy atmosphere this poem came to my mind again. I translated central parts of it into English and added some small language elements matching the melody and the sound of the song.   
The result was this track, with which I want to bring the deeply sensitive and timeless lyrics of Hanns Dieter Hüsch into memory and even more into the world. And with which I would like to contribute to even more understanding for the often so hard fate of people with serious mental disorders.   

Lyrics:

I Sing for the Crazy

I sing for the crazy
the sideways twisted
those who fall forward one day
unnoticed by everyone

Sit in their kitchens
not to be of use
to any world view

Who roam cities for days on end
without any sense
who throw themselves from the steeple
spice the world up with laughter

And for death in time 
ring their own bells

Those who hurry with trains
to stay nowhere too long

Who know every farewell at close hand

Because they call life goodbye

Who are hired out on the ships
and sing songs with the kids

Those who seek and never find
and disappear from the face of the earth at night

The guards are ready with jackets
in order to pack
the stray ones in the right way

Jumping friendly on roofs
and who die
In the great deserts

The skull already full
of broken pieces

The sand will soon cover all traces

Who push their way through
the raw thicket

Sore and sick rubbed by madness
who look through the jungle of all souls

All that dizziness on their back
I sing fort he crazy

I sing for the crazy
sing for the crazy
sing for them all

Sing for the crazy
sing for their peace 
sing for their souls

Aaaaaaah
sing for the crazy
sing for them all

I Sing For The Crazy

Girl, how'll I love you?  I can't love myself  Each day I wake  I wish I'm someone else

Dejame tocar el cielo, solo un dia...

VideoLyrics: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqQxd91n6VQ
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Realismos .//. -- 𝔦𝔫.𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔦.𝔟𝔩𝔢 --(Prod. Barradeen)

I can only share my thoughts and feelings through music.  
-1 EP(Neurosis) Please check out my EP!!! 
-Genres: Instrumental, Country, Rock, Alt-Rock, Metal, Metalcore 
-(Currently working on New Music)   -Thanks for all the Support!

In the End

Sam Liss

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