Join us in this gripping episode as we delve into the seemingly mundane yet unexpectedly thrilling life of Toby Vanberg. Set against the backdrop of a typical Sunday morning in his apartment, Toby engages in his routine chores - washing dishes, folding clothes, and indulging in a nostalgic session with his beloved arcade machine. However, the tranquility of his morning is abruptly shattered when the distant echoes of screams and explosions penetrate through his apartment walls. Experience the adrenaline-pumping twists and turns of Toby Vanberg's extraordinary journey, reminding us that even the most ordinary moments can hold unexpected surprises.

SE:01 EP:01  Sunday Morning @ The Apartment

I wake up late, the sun's already high, My cat's staring at me with those judgmental eyes, She's hungry, she's needy, she's a mess!

I can't look after you, I'm too emo for this, Drowning in my feelings, in the night's abyss 

You knock over records, scratching up my vinyl, While I'm lost in sad songs, spiraling in denial, You chase shadows, while I chase my dreams, But I'm stuck in a loop, ripping at the seams.

I can't look after you, I'm too emo for this, Drowning in my feelings, in the night's abyss

I spilt my coffee, you tripped on my feet, You're purring like a motor, but I can't find your treat, The world's moving fast, but I'm stuck on rewind, While you chase your tail, I'm losing my mind.

I can't look after you, I'm too emo for this, Drowning in my feelings, in the night's abyss

Emo Cat

A Punk/Metal song about doing Laundry, Live show recording

Metal Laundry (Live Recording)

Sneaker Mouth feat. MC Daksya

Karma

(Verse 1)
I hit the brakes, but the crash feels planned Caught in a loop, spinning out again My thoughts are a circus, the clowns run free And the tightrope’s breaking right under me
Everything's a gamble; every dice is loaded Can’t tell if I’m winning or just imploding The cards are stacked, the rules don't apply I fold my hand, but I’m staying for the high
(Pre-Chorus)
'Cause the walls are caving, but I built 'em strong Every step forward feels two steps wrong You say, "Relax, you’re too uptight" But my mind’s a riot every night
(Chorus)
I'm living on the edge of maybe Burning out, but it feels so hazy Every answer’s just a lie in disguise If I’m going down, let me crash in style
Holding on, but my grip is shaking Wanna care, but my heart's been faking Throw the match, let the sparks run wild If I’m going down, let me crash in style
(Verse 2)
You say I’m a mess, but it’s just the charm It’s not self-destruction if I mean no harm Dancing on glass, wearing shoes of lead Making bad decisions just to clear my head
Turn the volume up 'til it drowns me out White noise in my chest 'cause I’m filled with doubt I’m a puzzle piece in a box of flames And the picture’s gone, so I play the game
(Pre-Chorus)
The sky’s on fire, but I’m chasing rain Every silver lining comes with chains They say, "Breathe deep, let it all subside" But the pressure’s home, and I’m staying inside
(Chorus)
I'm living on the edge of maybe Burning out, but it feels so hazy Every answer’s just a lie in disguise If I’m going down, let me crash in style
Holding on, but my grip is shaking Wanna care, but my heart's been faking Throw the match, let the sparks run wild If I’m going down, let me crash in style

The Edge of Maybe

Sweet Lady June

Just a guy with a head full of songs and a mission to make 'em sound like something you'd actually wanna hear.

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