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Rise to Fall from Sick With It's debut album, Arrive.

Rise To Fall

Marionette 

Why all these rules?
Because if we run too fast, we might leave behind all our youth

I’m all erased
No, but accept spinning round and round won’t untangle the mess


Slow down, Marionette
The box said fragile but they dropped you
Calm down, Marionette 
In this game of chess we all lose


Still we pick up the tab, yes, we’ll pick up the tab
No more twirling away, don’t be a crippled muse
You can choose, you can choose

No need to lay blame
If you hadn’t lived, you’d have never learnt
And we all get to choose our own pace

But break all their rules
It’s time to accept that we’re playing house
But forgot it’s pretend


Slow down, Marionette
The box said fragile but they dropped you
Calm down, Marionette 
In this game of chess we all lose


Still we pick up the tab, yes, we’ll pick up the tab
No more twirling away, don’t be a crippled muse

Still we pick up the tab, yes, we’ll pick up the tab
No more twirling away, don’t be a crippled muse
You can choose, you can choose


A dream within a dream can burst beyond its seams
Close your eyes see stars, brighter than you’ve ever seen
And in my search for heaven I’ve found something else;
The sharpest blade with which I’ve freed myself

A dream within a dream can burst beyond its seams
Close your eyes see stars, brighter than you’ve ever seen
And in my search for heaven I’ve found something else;
The sharpest blade [WE ALL LOSE]

1. Kanonia Ft. Nerea - Marrionette

Enjoy our Soundcloud exclusive early release of our upcoming single Zodiac Chiller! (Coming out June 9 [6/9 nice])

Zodiac Chiller is a soulful ballad featuring some groovy drums, wailing guitars and powerful bass. The song was named after a drunken member of Blue Beam was writing out the lyrics for the song on our studio white board. The transcription was visually described as "Zodiac Killer-esque" thus creating the idea for the name for the song. This has been a staple at every one of our live shows so far and we're going to continue that tradition when we play our entire album (No More Dinosaurs) from start to finish! Check it out this summer in Chicago!

We also have a live video and a lyric video coming out in 2 weeks! Stay tuned!

Zodiac Chiller

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MIC Vol.1 is an exciting new EP from rising artist MICah that seamlessly blends elements of R&B and Hip-Hop in a style that is uniquely his own.

Follow MICah: https://www.instagram.com/micahofficially/

Caucasian Girls


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RedsThunders

Static's in my veins, pulse ticks like a bomb
Airwaves choke, suffocate the calm
Your chart-top lies, they're sugar in a needle
Feed 'em poison, call it pop cathedral

Fangs out, bite the hand that feeds
Plastic gods preach a gospel of greed
Slick suits, dripping in counterfeit charm
Break their antennas, set off alarms


F*** your radio songs, your sanitized trash
Whitewashed melodies, they burn to ash
We ain’t tuning in, we’re breaking the dial
F*** your radio songs, they’re toxic bile


(Yeah, yeah) Static in the system
(Yeah, yeah) Screaming in the friction


Glitch in the matrix, I spit with a vengeance
Lyrics like daggers, cutting through pretensions
Minds enslaved by a four-chord plague
We torch the playlist, let the frequencies rage

Bassline stomps like boots on your throat
Synths scream murder, the devil took notes
Rip the signal, tear down the towers
Noise revolution, rise in the hours

Spotify Link

Fuck Your Radio Songs

Text:
[Verse 1]
Screens glow — brains low,
Another fake king on a plastic throne.
Talk loud, say nothin’,
The crowd’s clappin’ for their own slow burn.
You call that fame? I call it shame.
You sell your soul for a minute of name.
Dumb down the nation, feed the machine —
Reality’s dying on a neon screen!

[Pre-Chorus]
We don’t want your show,
We don’t need that glow!

[Chorus]
Turn off the circus, break the chain!
We want truth, not your fame game!
Turn off the circus, clear the noise —
We are the minds, not your toys!

(solo)

[Verse 2]
Plastic smiles, algorithm lies,
They sell decay in glitter disguise.
They want us numb, not aware,
But I see through that empty stare.
No soul, no thought, no spark —
Just puppets dancing in the dark.

[News / Spoken Rage]
The headlines scream, they sell the fake,
Media feeds the fools they make!

[Breakdown / Spoken Rage]
You call it fun?
I call it a cage.
We feed the beast,
It feeds our rage!

(solo)

[Chorus – Repeat, Screamed]
Turn off the circus, break the chain!
We want truth, not your fame game!
Turn off the circus, clear the noise —
We are the minds, not your toys!

[Outro]
I’d rather watch the stars at night,
Than your fools pretending light.
No crown, no show, no lies —
Just silence… and the truth that never dies.

Turn Off The Circus

Heavy Rock / Groove Rock Band from LA. 
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