(Verse 1)  
I walk the streets where dreams once shimmered bright,  
But now it feels like shadows swallow light.  
The city's pulse is quickening with fear,  
Complicated thoughts in my mind appear.  

(Pre-Chorus)  
Remember cold nights wrapped in memories,  
When laughter drowned out war’s cruel symphonies?  
But now the sirens scream a haunting tune,  
As I keep asking if this world’s immune.  

(Chorus)  
Is there hope for this world? Or has it slipped away?  
If a bomb exploded next to me today,  
Would I take flight or just sit tight in despair?  
I don't wanna be an elite without a care.  

(Verse 2)  
I feel the weight of history on my back,  
Goofy dreams of peace begin to crack.  
Is this the end? Or just a twist in fate?  
We’re standing on a precipice of hate.  

(Pre-Chorus)  
My heart aches for the stories left untold,  
For the tears of the young mixed with the old.  
No one will win in this terrible game,  
Just bitter losses wrapped in endless shame.  

(Chorus)  
Is there hope for this world? Or has it slipped away?  
If a bomb exploded next to me today,
Would I take flight or just sit tight in despair?  
I don't wanna be an elite without a care.  
  
(Bridge)  
I hear the whispers of war, the distant drums,  
The countdown ticking down, a fate that hums.  
Will we dance to the rhythm of despair?  
As fear and sorrow cling to the evening air.  

(Chorus)  
Is there hope for this world? Or has it slipped away?  
If a bomb exploded next to me today,
What kind of bomb would I want to be? A flame?  
I don't wanna be an elite without a care.

(Bridge)
I hear the whispers,overwhelmed and unsure,
In this tangled life, searching for a cure.  
War won’t bring peace; it’s a lesson we learn,  
I’m lost in the chaos, from ashes, we burn.

(Verse 3)
My heart whispers,We’re standing on a precipice of hate  
My heart aches from the stories left untold
standing on a precipice of hate
My heart aches from the stories left untold
For the tears of the young mixed with the old.
No one will win in this terrible game,  
Just bitter losses wrapped in endless shame.  

(Outro)
I hear the whispers of war, the distant drums, 
The countdown ticking down, a fate that hums.
Will we dance to the rhythm of despair?  
As fear and sorrow cling to the evening air. 
evening air. 
I watch the news flash bad and worse each night,  
And all I want is someone to hold tight.  
Going global, but it feels like a fall,  
In this concrete jungle, we’re losing it all.

Countdown To Tomorrow  (SO)

Hi , This is CJ from Taskforce Entertainment and Task Force Studio. The entertainment is in charge of instruments sounds and publishing and the Taskforce studio is in charge of making musics. 



My vision about music is different. I want to bring different genres together and mix them and see what the result will be. My main focus is Alternative rock, but I work in Rap and pop too. In my music, you will see mixed genres. That includes dark music , Country, Epic, Rap , Pop , Hip-Hop , Metal, Diss tracks and many more. My main style is going to be fantasy music, but I also do social and political music on the side and I want to try a new method of telling stories by using music more like musical movies without visuals, and it is all going to depend on your imagination. 

As I said, you will see a lot of mixtures of different music on my page soon.

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If you see this (strong language) 🔞, that means the music has profanity in it, and it can be an extreme and odd version that has never been put in that genre before.
If you see (SO), that means music is society related to our daily life.
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If you see (POL) means the music is political, and it can offend you.


Countdown To Tomorrow (SO)

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