Written & Composed by Brett Patrick Gibson (NUABYSS).

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Give me that chance, give me that dance
Been waiting for the moment to take a stand
Taking my shot, and never looking back
Headed for the top, staying on track

(Oh yeahhhh...)

[Hook]
Give me a hell... give me a yeah...
Give me another day above this...
helllllll......
Give me another reason to yell
Yeahhhhhhh...

Give me a hell... give me a yeah...
Give me another day above this...
helllllll......
Give me another reason to yell
Yeahhhhhhh...

[Verse 2]
Reaching higher, no fear in mind
Proving I belong in this fight
One more shot, and the world will know
now or never, its time for the show

(Oh yeahhhh...)

[Hook]
Give me a hell... give me a yeah...
Give me another day above this...
helllllll......
Give me another reason to yell
Yeahhhhhhh...

Give me a hell... give me a yeah...
Give me another day above this...
helllllll......
Give me another reason to yell
Yeahhhhhhh...

[Verse 3]
Give me the fire, give me the flame
Every dream I’ve ever chased
No second chances, no time to waste
Taking a fall, and I’ll just rise again

(Oh yeahhhh....)


[Hook]
Give me a hell... give me a yeah...
Give me another day above this...
helllllll......
Give me another reason to yell
Yeahhhhhhh...

Yeah!

"Shitty People (Time to Run)" is a high-octane punk anthem fueled by anger, raw energy, and unfiltered truth. With ripping guitars, pounding drums, and snarling vocals, this track calls out the toxic behaviors and unapologetic selfishness that drain the life from every room. Perfect for punk playlists, mosh pits, and letting out your frustrations, "Shitty People" is an electrifying rallying cry for those ready to take a stand. Turn it up, and let the cathartic chaos begin!

They’re lurking in the cracks, they’re out in the sun,
From the breakroom thief to the drama for fun.
Every smug face thinks they’re a star...
BUT WE ALL KNOW WHO THE FUCK THEY ARE!

You cut in line, like it’s your right,
Throw tantrums loud just to win the fight.
You preach your truth, but it’s all a lie,
Like a parasite feeding ‘til the host runs dry.

You leave your shit for someone to clean,
Walk out the door like you’re fucking pristine.
You’re the type who thrives while the world burns down,
A clown in a suit, a king with no crown.

You suck the life from every room,
Your shadow reeks of cheap perfume.
No sense of shame, no soul to sell,
You're a ticking bomb, go straight to hell!

Chorus
Shitty people, crawling like rats,
Selfish hearts in designer hats.
You take and take, you never give,
Killing the vibe wherever you live.
Shitty people, we’re done with your kind,
Rot in the pit you left behind.

You’d sell your soul for a half-ass win,
Throw your best friend straight in the bin.
You flash that smile like it’s a fucking shield,
But your cracks show through, your mask revealed.

You’ll ghost a debt, then cry when caught,
Claim it’s the system that left you distraught.
Blame the world, never yourself,
Stack your excuses on a crumbling shelf.

You drain the air, you steal the light,
Turn every good thing into a fight.
You’re not misunderstood; you’re just a fraud,
A walking nightmare, a self-made god.

Chorus
Shitty people, crawling like rats,
Selfish hearts in designer hats.
You take and take, you never give,
Killing the vibe wherever you live.
Shitty people, we’re done with your kind,
Rot in the pit you left behind.

We’ve had enough of the toxic flow,
Your fake apologies, your pity show.
Your karma’s coming, you can’t outrun,
You’re the fucking worst, the lowest scum.

HEY! HEY! HEY!

Final Chorus
Shitty people, the clock’s run out,
Your bullshit lies, we’re calling you out.
You feed on hate, you thrive on pain,
A parasite crawling in a sewer drain.
Shitty people, your reign is done,
Pack your shit, it’s time to run.

Shitty people, yeah, the end is here,
Fuck your excuses, you’re not welcome here.

S****y People (Time to Run)

A defiant punk anthem that rallies against the suffocating grip of consumerism and conformity, urging listeners to wake up, resist, and take back control of their lives, rejecting the empty promises of societal expectations and forging their own path.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
I wake up every morning, to the sound of the machine
A never-ending cycle, of consume and be seen
They tell me what to wear, what to eat, what to say
But I won't be a puppet, I'll find my own way

[Chorus]
I won't be held down, by the chains of desire
I won't be a slave, to the grind and the fire
I'll rise up and resist, I'll take back my life
I won't be a cog, in the machine tonight

[Verse 2]
They try to sell me happiness, in a bottle or a can
But I know it's just a lie, a trick to keep me in the plan
I won't be fooled by the ads, or the celebrities' grin
I'll think for myself, and I'll never give in

[Chorus]
I won't be held down, by the chains of desire
I won't be a slave, to the grind and the fire
I'll rise up and resist, I'll take back my life
I won't be a cog, in the machine tonight

[Bridge]
We're the generation, lost in the haze
Drowning in a sea, of consumerist daze
But we can wake up, we can take a stand
We can reject the norms, and create our own plan

[Chorus]
I won't be held down, by the chains of desire
I won't be a slave, to the grind and the fire
I'll rise up and resist, I'll take back my life
I won't be a cog, in the machine tonight

[Outro]
So I'll scream and I'll shout, I'll make my voice heard
I'll rise up and I'll resist, I'll never be blurred
I'll be the rebel, I'll be the one
I'll never be a slave, to the grind, I've just begun.

Slave to the Grind

This song is a high-energy punk anthem that takes aim at corporate greed and the exploitative practices of big companies. With its driving rhythms and catchy hooks, the song delivers a scathing critique of consumerism and the ways in which it can control and manipulate individuals. The lyrics are a call to action, urging listeners to rise up and resist the forces of oppression, to think critically about the world around them, and to demand a better future. The song is a raw, emotional, and unapologetic expression of outrage and defiance, and its message is sure to resonate with anyone who's ever felt disillusioned with the system.

LYRICS:

[Verse 1:]
Poisoned truth, a toxic state
Corporate vultures, feeding on our fate
They'll sell you poison, with a smile so bright
And laugh all the way, to their private flight

[Chorus:]
Rise up, resist, it's time to take a stand
Against the greed, that's holding our hands
We're not just consumers, we're human beings too
We won't be silenced, we won't be held down, it's true

[Verse 2:]
They'll tell you what to buy, what to wear, what to say
But behind the scenes, they're exploiting every day
Sweatshops and pollution, the cost of their gain
While we're left with nothing, but a toxic, poisonous stain

[Chorus:]
Rise up, resist, it's time to take a stand
Against the greed, that's holding our hands
We're not just consumers, we're human beings too
We won't be silenced, we won't be held down, it's true

[Bridge:]
We're the ones who suffer, while they reap the rewards
Their profits over people, a never-ending score
But we won't be fooled, we won't be tamed
We'll fight for our rights, we'll make our voices heard, we'll claim

[Chorus:]
Rise up, resist, it's time to take a stand
Against the greed, that's holding our hands
We're not just consumers, we're human beings too
We won't be silenced, we won't be held down, it's true

[Outro:]
So let's rise up, and take the power back
Let's show them that we won't be attacked
We'll stand united, we'll fight as one
Against the corporate greed, that's never done.

Greed And Deceit

This song is a high-energy, emotionally charged punk anthem that tackles the infuriating and heartbreaking reality of navigating the broken mental health system in the US. With raw intensity and urgency, the lyrics express the frustration and desperation of feeling ignored, silenced, and failed by a system that's supposed to provide help and support. But despite the darkness and anger, the song also carries a message of resilience, hope, and defiance, urging listeners to rise up, speak out, and demand change.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
Trapped in the cycle, of pain and despair
Can't get a lifeline, when you're barely getting by there
The system's broken, it's designed to fail
Leaving us to suffer, with no escape

[Chorus]
We're screaming for help, but nobody's listening
We're drowning in darkness, with no lifeline glistening
We're fighting for survival, in a system that's cold
But we won't be silenced, our voices will be told

[Verse 2]
Red tape and bureaucracy, a never-ending fight
Just to get some treatment, just to get some light
The rich get the help, while the poor get the blame
It's a cruel joke, and we're the ones who are insane

[Chorus]
We're screaming for help, but nobody's listening
We're drowning in darkness, with no lifeline glistening
We're fighting for survival, in a system that's cold
But we won't be silenced, our voices will be told

[Bridge]
We'll rise up, we'll resist, we'll take back control
We'll fight for our rights, for a system that's whole
We'll stand together, united as one
We'll make our voices heard, until the system is undone

[Chorus]
We're screaming for help, but nobody's listening
We're drowning in darkness, with no lifeline glistening
We're fighting for survival, in a system that's cold
But we won't be silenced, our voices will be told

[Outro]
So let's scream, let's shout, let's make some noise
Let's take back our lives, let's take back our voice
We'll rise above, we'll shine a light
We'll make it through the darkness, and we'll ignite.

We won't Be Silenced

We Won't Be Silenced

In a world where dreams fade and memories get lost, "Tonight" is a reminder that there’s always a spark to keep going, to live fully in the moment, and to embrace the rebellion and passion that music and life offer. It’s about facing the past, searching for meaning, and finding the courage to keep living like we always wanted to, no matter what life throws at us.

Catch the chaos, energy, and hopeful spirit of "Tonight"—where dreams may slip away, but there's always another chance to chase them.

Tonight

We’re `90s kids – pure punk chaos.
Guitars scream, drums hit like a riot, and the lyrics bite with sex, sweat, and street heat.
Turn it up. No filter. No mercy.

90's Kids

Flinch, Then Ignite:  https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/shiitakeproducts/flinch-then-ignite

I built Shiitake Products because the world needed a home for beautiful nonsense and soul-splitting truth.

- Sometimes that looks like a dancefloor meltdown at 2am.
- Sometimes it’s a button that says “Mildly Okay Human.”
- Sometimes it’s a whispered hymn to grief.

It’s all real. It’s all me. This is my multiverse—and you’re invited.

Here, AI collides with human emotion to create music that actually means something.
From dark trap bangers to cinematic alt-rock anthems, from emo-folk confessionals to glitch-satire ballads—every track is a story, a mood, a moment.
Not built for algorithms.
Built to feel.

🎧 Genres? Trap. EDM. Alt-rock. Rap-rock. Folk. Comedy. Chaos.

🧠 Themes? Rage. Love. ADHD spirals. Existential dread. Healing. Heartbreak. Hope.

🎯 Mission? To punch through the noise—and hit something real.


🔥 Want your story turned into a song? I do that.

🎁 Every listen helps fund more sonic experiments, more weird merch, and more beautiful noise.

🔗 Links:
🎶 Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/7Hk4B9nLJs5XwqQEqOdMaU
🍎 Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/shiitake-products/1766960367
☕ Support / Custom Songs: ko-fi.com/shiitakeproducts
🌐 More chaos: shiitakeproducts.com

⚠️ Marketers & "design bros" beware: I will waste your time on purpose.

Meet The DT’s

We’re Tom & Dave—two dads who swapped bedtime stories for power chords. Most people unwind after the kids go to sleep. We head to the shed and pretend it’s 2003.

Fuelled by caffeine, dad jokes, and questionable life choices, we write loud, fast punk rock that’s probably annoying the neighbours (sorry, Cheryl).

No record deals. Just suburban chaos, backyard recordings, and a dream that never really died—it just got a mortgage and a couple of kids.

We’ve been making music together for over 15 years in a string of bands you’ve definitely never heard of (and that’s probably for the best). Now, under The DT’s banner, we’re embracing the chaos of real life and channelling it into short, sharp, slightly unhinged punk tracks.

Contact: thedtmusicproject@gmail.com

Songwriting has been a lifelong passion for me, dating back to elementary school when I first began crafting stories, poems, and eventually lyrics. As a former drummer in various bands, I always relied on others to bring my words to life musically. However, after a long hiatus from drumming, I decided to take the leap and learn to compose music to accompany my lyrics. Through classes and dedication, I've embarked on a new journey, breathing fresh life into old lyrics and penning new ones. You'll find a mix of older and newer works here. Especially for some of the lyrics. 

Music has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is being completely entranced by 'The Little Drummer Boy' as a very young child. There was something about the rhythm and the melody that just captivated me. I must have played it a thousand times, wearing the record out, and from that moment on, I was hooked. I knew I wanted to be a drummer and to create that magic for others. 

But I was too young then, and of course, I couldn't afford a drum set just yet. So, I turned to writing as a way to express myself. As I mentioned above, I started with stories, then poems, and eventually, lyrics. I found that writing was not only a way to tap into my creativity, but also a way to process my emotions and experiences. 

As I grew older, my love for music only deepened. I realized that music has this incredible power to transport us to different times and places, to evoke emotions and memories that we thought were long forgotten. It's a universal language that can bring people together like nothing else can. 

For me, writing lyrics is a cathartic experience. It's a way for me to tap into my emotions, to process the world around me, and to create something that I hope will resonate with others. And when I hear my words come to life in a song, it's truly magical. It's a feeling that never gets old, and it's what keeps me coming back to music time and time again. 

I love many genres of music and artists of many genres. And if you listen to some of my songs, you will find that I like to make songs of different genres as well as mix different genres into each song. One of my all-time favorite bands is Evanescence, and I have made a lot of songs where I have tried my best to emulate that sound. 

Now, I have recently started experimenting with new sounds. I never heard of glitch beats before I took music classes, and now I'm fascinated with the sound, so I have been experimenting with glitch beats recently. 

I hope you enjoy some of my songs. And thanks so much to everyone who has been listening so far. I truly appreciate it. I welcome constructive feedback to help me grow as an artist, and I appreciate your support. ❤️

BTW if you follow me, I will ALWAYS follow back. If I like your music, I will follow you, but if you don't follow me back within a week or so I will probably unfollow. The same goes for when I see someone listening to my music, I WILL follow, however, if they don't follow me back within a week or so, I'll unfollow, because I'm at my limit of follows and I want to follow back everyone who follows me. Did not know that SoundCloud limits us to following only 2000. 😢

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VickStiX's Artist Manifesto
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I am the static between truth and noise.
A pulse that cracks the silence open.
When the world forgets its conscience,
I remind it — one beat, one lyric, one spark.

I don’t shout to divide; I sing to awaken.
I don’t chase fame; I chase clarity.
My art is not a weapon — it’s a flare in the dark.
A signal to every soul that still believes in better.

Let the trolls rage, let the cowards hide.
They can’t drown out a voice that’s tuned to truth.
I will paint their lies in sound and light
until justice has a melody again.

Because protest is not anger — it’s hope with a megaphone.
And I was born to be loud.

🎶 VickStiX — Truth. Rhythm. Revolution.












Brett Patrick Gibson
Producer | Composer | Ghostwriter

#JustDoTheRightThing
#PositiveThoughts = #PositiveThings

ATTENTION BANDS: I want to write and create demos for you! Everything is for sale - or - we can work together and release music as a collaboration. I am open to ALL paths to success. 


NŪABYSS: /New-Abyss/


follow me @nuabyss on all social media.

If you come across a track 'without vocals', I produced it. 

If you come across a track 'with vocals', I still produced it, then wrote to it, and then and only then do I take MY music and MY lyrics and run it through Suno AI. This allows me, a long time songwriter/producer, to create demos. I tag "demo" in most of the songs I post here.  This is because I want to sell these to bands/artists, and work with them until the song is complete.

The "Origin: Unknown" album was made this way, with lyrics I had written to beats I produced over 15 years. I did not want to publish music this way, but being 48 years old, I decided to take the risk in hopes to gain attention/exposure so I can write songs this way, using Suno AI to perfect them - but with the intention of helping another band/artist record the song themselves. 

IMPORTANT: I can recreate every single piece of music on this page, for any artists looking to collaborate. 

It's not that I am lazy, or untalented, yet quite the opposite. I have learned over the years how important it is to stay ahead in music technology, and how to use every single tool available to me to eliminate restrictions in my creative process.

The only song you will hear my voice on is "Last Hope".

Again... I've been writing poetry and song lyrics my entire life.  Reach out to your favorite artists. Tell them you found their next hit song. 

LFG.

New tracks tagged #Punk anthem