I broke his hand

What else am I suppose to do
After all the shit that you’ve put us through
You’ve taken the water made it glue
Its true its true

I’m terrible for memories
But you’re the same
It doesn’t matter why
But you’re to blame
You’ve drank the Kool-aid and gone insane
you’re lame you’re lame

What was done to me
I’ll do for you
Eye for an eye 
Tooth for a tooth
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

Up the martyrs
And up the youth 
The anarchists
Won’t defend you
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

You think that you can see right thru 
Tthere’s nothing here
You’d resemble
Your definitions vague, accidental
So rude so rude

You can’t see the food
Left on your plate
You want to scramble
But it’s too late
The terror revealed
And it’s your fate
Yeah mate yeah mate

What was done to me
I’ll do for you
Eye for an eye 
Tooth for a tooth
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

Up the martyrs
And up the youth
The anarchists
Won’t defend you
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand


i broke his hand

London’s Song 1 couldn’t care less about being original. Or about what you think. Their music? A shameless tribute to everything they’ve ever loved — from 90s alt-rock to 00s indie anthems and back again. They’re not copying, they’re honouring. Not stealing, but levelling up. Not reinventing the wheel, just flooring the gas pedal.

Their new single Picnic Blankets Under Blooming Trees bursts out with a snare hit and doesn’t let go. It’s the perfect follow-up to Beneath Your Cool — louder, catchier, bolder. Big hooks, forward momentum, and just the right amount of cheek.

Feel like you’ve heard it before? You have. And you’ll want to hear it again. And again.

Song 1 lives up to the name — this is a track that demands to be first in line on every playlist. Dear indie DJ, wherever you are: spin this track loud, and watch the crowd lose it. Bounce, leap, dance, pogo, stage dive — this is the one.

Song 1 - Picnic Blankets Under Blooming Trees

Twin Sister by Fawn Breaks

Without worth or price
I'm doing all I can
And she can't tell the place
Twin sister pleads me

Don't do it alone
Don't leave me a stray
You gave me a choice
United again
I didn't come this far to lose

The realer was the suffering
The closer we could be
Perturbing in your mutterings
Your conscience warns me

Don't do it alone
Don't leave me a stray
You gave me a choice
United again
I didn't come this far to lose

But you're no longer you
The flashbangs insincere
The closer we became
The more our time decayed

Don't do it alone
Don't leave me a stray
You gave me a choice
United again
I didn't come this far to lose

Twin Sister

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(Verse 1)
In the heart of the city, where the neon lights blaze,
Moho’s got a spark, setting screens ablaze.
With a flick of the wrist, he’s sharp in the game,
Counterstrike’s his canvas, he’s carving his name.  
(Chorus)
Moho’s on a rise, with a fire in his soul,
In the world of CS, he’s taking control.
The crowd’s hyped up, and the vibes run high,
Moho’s chasing dreams beneath the starlit sky.  
(Verse 2)
He’s got the moves, yeah, he’s owning the fight,
A legend on the server, he’s the spark in the night.
When the sun dips low, and the world starts to glow,
Moho’s got the heart to let his passion show.  
(Chorus)
Moho’s on a rise, with a fire in his soul,
In the world of CS, he’s taking control.
The crowd’s hyped up, and the vibes run high,
Moho’s chasing dreams beneath the starlit sky.  
(Bridge)
The click of the mouse, the roar of the win,
His journey’s alive, it’s where dreams begin.
He’s sharp, he’s bold, and he’s found his way,
Turning skill to strength, he’s here to stay.  
(Verse 3)
He’s winning rounds, yeah, but building a life,
Balancing the grind, cutting stress like a knife.
Friends by his side, they’re cheering his name,
Moho’s got the vision to redefine the game.  (Chorus)
Moho’s on a rise, with a fire in his soul,
In the world of CS, he’s taking control.
The crowd’s hyped up, and the vibes run high,
Moho’s chasing dreams beneath the starlit sky.  
(Outro)
Now Moho’s at the summit, his heart’s beating strong,
He’s chosen his path, where he truly belongs.
The screen shines bright, his spirit’s aligned,
Moho’s story, a legend redefined.  

Moho’s on a rise

A collection of poems from early 2024, given new life as songs.

Starlit Memories

TCBYML is an Amsterdam based independent music label.

e-mail to welcome@tcbyml.com for info & licensing

Song 1 - Picnic Blankets Under Blooming Trees

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