Name: CURRENT AND EMPTY SPACE by This is Treason
Duration: 2 min 55 s
Description: Artwork based on photography by Roberto Nickson

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some hard rockin here, crunchy, high energy, keep it up!

Damn 😫 this is beautiful 😍 I love you

Real stuff right here. Are you a fan of Judas Priest by chance? Rock on

I bet you can't go harder than this bro! Good Job!

Thank you for listening!

Our brand new album called ALTRUISM will be released on 23.6. at 20:00! Love yu.

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Lyrics:

The rebirth of the end
Came from southern west
Look at the painless road
The painless road of the end
Choose the time
Choose the time to rest

To rest (endless road)
The best (defines)
Endless road (defines the best)
To rest (defines the best)

Blind drivers drive the highway
Cup of tests made me blessed
Mirror's hands and highness
Is sneaking, snuffing your chest
Sneaking and snuffing your chest

Walk the endless road
But watch your step
Forget definition
Who knows you best?

Walk the endless road
You can never rest
Walk the endless road
Watch out for who's next
For who's next

For who's next
For who's next
For who's next
For who's next

ALTRUISM

veronica

demon street prod by melody cgb

Dreamy Journey

One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hikin'
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
I'm headed for a land that's far away
Beside the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs where the bluebird sings
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall, the wind don't blow
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come a-trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railroad bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew and of whiskey, too
You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
The jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again
As soon as you are in
There ain't no short-handle shovels
No axes, saws or picks
I'm a-goin' to stay where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk that invented work
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"I'll see you all this comin' fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains"

Big Rock Candy Mountain (1928 cover)

She Rides In Secret

Happy pop song about surfing in Rockaway, New York City

Two More Paddles

Hanna Horn's Album

I'm 22

Artwork based on photography by Roberto Nickson

CURRENT AND EMPTY SPACE

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Text:
(Verse 1)
You cheered for tax cuts, big and bold,
But your logic’s ice where empathy’s cold.
They said it’s for families, a middle-class cheer—
But it’s billionaires laughing while your voice disappears.
Medicaid’s crumbling, ACA's taking hits,
Snatching care from fragile lives bit by bit.
The rich get richer, while the rest are stripped—
What’s a promise when so many get skipped?

(Pre-Chorus)
You call it freedom, I call it theft,
Taking lifelines—from people left bereft.

(Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, doesn’t anyone see?
Your “beautiful bill” writes history’s mockery.
Millions lose their health—yet it’s never enough,
No coverage, no conscience, that’s realpolitik’s bluff.

(Solo)

(Verse 2)
12 million kicked off Medicaid’s floor —
Doctors turned away, hope’s at the door. 
CBO’s numbers say it slows no tempo,
17 million lose coverage—watch that divide grow. 
While hospitals choke on unpaid bills,
Families crushed under care’s cold mills.

(Pre-Chorus)
They say "We’re saving budgets, fighting waste,"
But there’s no price when this move kills grace.

(Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, stories don’t lie,
Real people scream in the night while the rest walk by.
A future in tatters—but your coffers rise,
No coverage, no conscience—see through their disguise.

(solo)

(Bridge)
The “Big Beautiful Bill” rewrites our fate—
But the pen’s in one hand; the real cost’s the plate. 
While they claim mercy and fairness reign,
They slash safety nets—and feel no shame.

(Final Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, this feast leaves us stripped,
They feast at our table while our lifelines get clipped.
12 million gone, 17 million more—this lie’s not benign,
No coverage, no conscience—when will justice align?

(Outro – Spoken, resigned)
You built it for the rich, with "freedom" divine—
But the rest? We just see headlines… while our rights decline.

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