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Kedr Livanskiy - Razrushitelniy Krug (YancityGurl Remix)

When all pubs are closed, you feel the wind of the Apocalypse. 
But it's just temporary.

When All Pubs Are Closed [single]

Galatée - When All Pubs Are Closed [single], 2019

From the new album A DANGEROUS CROSSING. 
Buy now:  https://bit.ly/dangerous-crossing

Copyright 2019. 
Written and performed by Souvenir Driver

Admire

8-bit

Biancavilla

maybe some day
i’ll know it all then
i’ll start to feel the same 
on the inside
what’s breaking me down?
what am i shutting out?
what’s good in my life?
that i couldn’t live without?

i’d give it all away now for a moment
for a moment with you
i’ll wait my whole life
what will you do with my heart
now you hold it?
for a moment wth you
is worth my whole life
i don’t know how 
how to live without you now
because pieces of me left
whenever you did

when you said “i’m sorry”
it hit me like a headache 
85 now on the freeway 
dizzy in the backseat
well at least you said “i’m sorry”
but you don’t know what it felt like
it doesn’t matter what it felt like 
for me

i’d give it all away now for a moment
for a moment with you
i’ll wait my whole life
what will you do with my heart
now you hold it?
for a moment with you
is worth my whole life
and i don’t know how 
how to live without you now
because pieces of me left
whenever you did

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a moment with you

Early in the morning, before the sun could rise,
Keeping to myself almost felt like a disguise,
I couldn't be the one to tell you what was off that day,
Opening my mouth is The Most Dangerous Game

Once upon a time, I never knew fear like this,
I can't remember how it happened, or why it did,
Developing an obsession to open closed doors,
Gave me a compulsive need to find out even more,

And off we go to play telephone, 
Sharing what we know
But how long can we keep playing
Until the game
Undermines the status quo

It's all 
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
I have a feeling I'm not alone (Not Alone)
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Don't believe anything you see, or hear
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
I can't be the only one who knows (The only...)
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!


If we could go back, back then
When it was easier
They say ignorance is bliss

Why did I pick up the phone?
When it was easier
I should've stayed oblivious 


Falling down the rabbit hole and running out of time,
Hoping noone notices my thoughts are out of line,
I know they know we know that something isn't right,
After this my life eclipsed: fear day and night,

A call to action, call for passion, 
call for something more, for war
"If you're not with us, you're against us"
But I don't like the odds, the score 
Call me complicit, Give me a minute,
Let me decide, it's my own life,
I'm not about to pretend 
these people are close to being my friends


Can I do it? (I can run)
I could do it (I could run)
Should I do it? (I should run)
I should do it (I should run)

And so I ran,
As fast as I could,
Through the ocean of trees,
Through the sting of the breeze,

And so I ran,
I ran for my life,
And I ran for a dream,
For whatever that means,


Every thought is sabotage,
What a fool I am 
To keep playing and playing
Game after game, 
No-! Losing game after losing game


It's all
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!


It's all 
Propaganda! Prop-Propaganda!
I have a feeling I'm not alone (Not Alone)
It's Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Don't believe anything you see, or hear it's
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
I can't be the only one who knows
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!

Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!

Propaganda! (ft. Hatsune Miku)

YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/FGwxeke-wSI

warning: flashing lights, adult themes

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NOTES: Some things that were too hard to fit into lyrics…
**[Saru sa sarusa] likely translates to “monkey” and “sarsaparilla”
**[Lights a candle] is referring to a “buddha lamp” lit at an altar
**[A signal to the 20 yr olds] is specifically referring to a “new generation of adults” 
**[Pay it] is referring to “in-app purchases”

A good breakdown of the song and the theories: https://milktiara.tumblr.com/post/183053511933/wozwald-theory-post


ORIGINAL CREDITS:
✦ Music & Lyrics: Niru Kajitsu
✦ Movie & Art: WOOMA ✦ Original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVjyVppveGY

COVER CREDITS:
✦ Vocals/Mix/Translyrics: me 

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——Lyrics—— 

They’ll speak of folklore found inside the middle of the night And long ago it gave us mermaids, right?
Self-righteous high on it JUNKY
Paparazzi they crave, crawling MONKEY
Something created on a whim, pleasing only to them 
If they’re happy, call it a win

What’s his name again? You know them, they’re fed Only praise and filled their head
As they say Be the first to claim it and it’s yours, they’re named
The king, originator on display, say hooray
If you hate the holy monk, you’ll hate his robe 
A pseudo pioneer *lights a candle Q.E.D

Lights off and yet 
Turn them on instead we Again and again
Make it right like we said Repeat on and on I’ll have all that I want Please stop, *saru sa sarusa...BURN

Leave it then, just leave it then
Don’t push it onto me, something I know I can’t be
They’ll swarm again, scattering again
Still drowning in the joy, never change or destroy
O let them breathe, live without me
Another fictional facade flatters with more applause
Just lemme leave, don’t love me please
My life feigned as a faith...
Can I ever escape?

We think a thought but never caught
Part is sick and the other selfish want
Sewage abound and brewing in apathy, choke down
Diluting the drink, melting into the sweet
Break it, *pay it, ban it Cheering, yet another celebration to have
But everything I’m seeing is just dirty tea parties
Everywhere that I look I see trash

Birds in the park, afraid of the dark
Fight or flight at heart, am I right?
Somebody sets the worth of a life
A person that you’ll never even know, better yet
Go on and do whatever you like
Selling, trading, c’mon and try
Yeah they tell you “don’t”
But you’re touching the stove again
You know the pain, it’ll never end

Can’t get out of bed and tell yourself again
“These sheets are messing with me” 
Words you always say them, you say them
And the more that they come out you
The more the world becomes blue
Becoming what I know to be true

I’ll grow up then, just grow up then
This money from the grind carries to my next life
I’ll doubt and tell them all to rot in hell
So now you really care when you’re feeling that stare
O worship them until content
Shine brightly in the dark just like this glowing theme park
A frail chest, no love is left
“Hey can we not survive without a faith to rely?”  
What’s your name again?
You know you’re used to all of the abuse and hate
As they say
Be the next to claim it and you’re such a fake Another copy spreading lies in vain, sure okay
If you love the holy monk, you’ll love his robe
A pseudo-pioneer committing a crime

Come along with us
Come along with us
Come along with us
Come along with us

Leave it then, just leave it then
Sit nestled in your shrines, never moving for life
They’ll swarm again, scattering again
Now drowning in the joy so complete to enjoy
O go and breathe, live without me
You long to end your life so you never will die
Grief, on display
Love, rot away
*A signal to the 20 year olds-

WOZWALD (English Cover)

Guitarra  y Arreglos por: Ing, Javier  Maldonado Producciones- Versión acústica.

KISS- Forever- Ing, Javier  Maldonado Producciones- Versión acústica.

Guitarra y Arreglos por: Ing, Maldonado Producciones Ok 1° versión metal.

KISS - Forever- Ing, Maldonado Producciones Ok 1° versión metal.

I'm Leaving My Home

I'm Leaving My Home (Prod. by Right Beat Radio)

Gioli & Assia - These Boots Are Made For Walkin'

Taken from 'Not As Bad As It Seems', released JUN 21st. Preorder:
https://softwalls.bandcamp.com/album/not-as-bad-as-it-seems
------------------------------------------
Soft Walls' 3rd album; 'Not As Bad As It Seems' was a long time coming. Rabid enthusiasm, ground down by the slog of getting through a week. Falling out of love with what you felt defined you. Losing more than you thought you could lose. It's hard to keep going when you don't know why you're doing it. Yet still, Dan Reeves, the sole proprietor of Soft Walls (also guitarist in Cold Pumas and former overseer of the Faux Discx label) kept going. Just, very slowly. The race is over, but the tortoise is still determined to get over the line. What else is there to do? 

'Not as Bad...' is part self-critique, and part self-help. Our author throws his shortcomings in a pit, climbs down, and tries to figure a way out of this particular hole. The result is Soft Walls' most direct, concise, and (dare to whisper it) honest record to date. 9 tracks of self-reflective sauce, reduced down to a rich ragu. 

It's the closest Reeves has got to his sonic utopia. Years of tinkering with pieces of cheap equipment, that feed his beloved 8-track cassette tape machine, finally paying off. Blown out and turned up to it’s master's satisfaction. The guitars are cranked. The drum machine is cranked. The tambourine is cranked. Everything is cranked. It’s all in the red, crackling and alive. Compositionally there's a little less 'vibe' and a little more action than last time around, 2014’s well-embraced ‘No Time’. Songs are chopped short, guitar lines either blaze or stick to the note, nothing is there that shouldn’t be. The drum machine sound is real nice. 'Not as Bad as it Seems' is exactly one walk to work in duration. Enough time to get lost in thought, but short and sweet enough that you wish it wasn’t over just yet. 

The record rips through multiple looks in it’s short run-time. From FM motorik guitar rock, via high gain proto-punk, to looped ragas and lo-fidelity, wistful ballads. It’s all bathed in the record’s warm tape glow, resulting in a satisfyingly cohesive journey.

Not As Bad As It Seems

Every Target Can Afford to Wait

Everything is energy. The Latin derivative for the word emotion, ‘emotere’, literally means energy in motion. A leaf, a thought, a building, a project and any emotion you can feel is energy. Emotions are meant to flow like water, otherwise they stagnate within the energy field and turn stagnant or event toxic. Stagnant and toxic energies are experienced in the present, although they have their roots in the past.  Stagnant and toxic energies tend to be projected into the future along with associated negative scenarios and outcomes. This can create various negative dramas. The good news is since emotions are energy they can be transformed and can be channeled towards more useful purposes. 

The basic premise of this meditation is that acceptance and awareness are better ways to handle anxiety and fear over avoidance/distraction. This meditation transmutes fear from this lifetime, bloodlines and a significant other lifetime. Feel free to repeat this meditation as often as you feel necessary.

Releasing Anxiety/Fear Meditation.

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Official Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_Wa8qHKLPs

I don't mind leaving my house
I like it better outside
I do not care
you should try keeping your mouth shut
I don't need your output
you were not there

Who of all knows it more than I do
I am nothing like you
we are not friends
hot flash one thing that I'm not past
living like an outcast
I don't pretend

You were never one for picking fights
I know I am
I was never one for staying here
I know I can't

I need a break from you
I can't escape from you(why)
running my feet hurt
now I think its easier to hide

People used to use me as a lifeline
I would spend a lifetime
keeping you safe
now its hard to keep my fucking phone charged
how'd I make it this far
can't pick up the pace

That's the point of having your own back see
you don't need to ask me 
you'll be just fine
everything is okay and you're happy
I am done unmasking
I don't have time

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HIDE [Video in Description]

The title track of my new album. Available now in my shop: https://shop.oskarschuster.com/album/elix-a and on all main streaming platforms.

Elixía

prod. BennyKaay; www.youtube.com/channel/UCcgtmLoNNa3IIw_mI14nscg
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[lyrics]
With the day I've had I didn't need the fighting 
Funny that I always try to do the right thing 
But it always seems to turn around and bite me 
Tell me why is self destruction so inviting?

You don't reciprocate respect 
You broke me down in many ways 
I got these tattoos on my neck 
Because you'd judge me anyway 
I tried so hard to be accepted
But all my efforts were in vain 
And now i feel so disconnected 
But I've grown fond of all the pain 
I don't need your validation 
Or your empty fucking gestures 
I won't succumb to all this pressure 
Coz every day I'm getting better 
I'll never let you hold a piece of
Real estate inside my mind 
What a waste of fucking time
I'm done wasting all my time 

Put me under will you be my anesthetic? 
Maybe then at least I won't feel so pathetic

With the day I've had I didn't need the fighting 
Funny that I always try to do the right thing 
But it always seems to turn around and bite me 
Tell me why is self destruction so inviting?

Put me under will you be my anesthetic? 
Maybe then at least I won't feel so pathetic

anaesthetic (Prod. Bennykaay)

Soft Walls is the solo recording project of Dan Reeves, who has spent his entire adult life kicking around in the dust of the UK's underground music scenes. Cutting his teeth in the South-West's post-hardcore scene; centred around Exeter's The Cavern club, before moving South-East and forming his own record label; Faux Discx, and the propulsive post-punk band: Brighton via London's Cold Pumas. Projects have come and gone, but Reeves' Soft Walls has remained, an outlet for whatever musical whim takes his fancy.

Every Target Can Afford to Wait

SOFT WALLS