Name: The Commuters by Tommy Söder
Duration: 5 min 20 s
Description: A song about philosophising during a train ride.

Did I make you wait long enough?
Well, that's what I do
You're full of disappointments
Take it or leave

Down in the mindstorm
There's nothing to prove
It's no man's land
Not the first you have seen

Tricking the viewers all into different pupils
I can't escape the fact that you played me like I am the student
Keep coming back like a fighter, keep crawling back like a loser
It don't matter how much effort goes, it's always the loose ends

Waiting for you to break
And I'm here by the phone, watching you grin and moan
Nothing to do or say
I'm still in the right, no matter how many loath

Lying in the car tonight
The better four walls to keep me apart from the world
Nothing to do or say
The mind keeps playing, now you're stuck in my storm
—
The eruption will set me free
The eruption will set you free
The eruption won't let them be
It's time to take the lead
—
You know I called my place to go
You know I took my freedom to light
You're stuck in everyone's world
And I'm outside of the dome this time
—
Long enough, I won this time
No one else
Falling up and down to the cry
In reverse
Like a slave to the world you are
Severed clone
No, I'm not trapped in my own
My own world

Walking down the storm
Sound is made for lonely souls
No hero is needed
Walking down the storm
—
This are my rules
This is my room
This is my life
Is not up to you to decide

This are my rules
This is my room
Is not up to you
To you to decide

This is my room
This is my life
Is not up to you 
To you to decide

This are my rules
This is my room
This is my
My breakdown, My breakdown, my breakdown, my
—

—
No hero is needed
Walking down the storm 
—
The eruption will set me free
The eruption will set you free
The eruption won't let them be
It's time to take the lead
—
You know I called my place to go
You know I took my freedom to light
Now you're stuck in everyone's world
And I'm outside of the dome this time

Is not ego, it's the truth
It's not emo, don't be rude
Don't burn me out when I'm alone
Let me buy this lie that lives on my phone


Time to wake up…

1. Mindstorm

Estranged

No one ever calls
Silent on the phone
Freedom tastes nice
But never seems enough

Foreign lands aside
A mountain blocks my view
I feel like I should crawl
It's all I ever do

Move in to west, leave out the south
North is in sight, always look out
Every plant or animal is
A threat to counteract
—
And the fear of the unknown
will grow all through the fields
Another number on the list

And the reason we fall
will never be revealed
just so the poison grow inside of me
–
And the fear of the unknown
will grow all through the fields
And the fear of the unknown
will grow all through the feels
–
Back to the roots we go
Back to the roots we know
Back to the roots we grow

It's where it all began
Where time and place had sex
and stated this is my race

Showing you the path
Where music rushes lives
you better pick a number for the line

Tell yourself it ain't over
your dream can still be fulfilled
just make sure to remember
the reason why you're here

Your life and raise has led you here
Your passions and hate has left you here
If have any of sort of complaint
There's you in the past, there's you in the past
—
We're going back to the roots
We're going back to the roots
We're going back to the roots
It doesn't suck as much as I thought
it would...

3. Trough The Fields / Back To Roots

The Devourer (feat. Tommy Söder)

Singer-Songwriter - The Real Runna
Instrumental, Mix & Master - Safe Upstairs
Producer - Safe Upstairs https://soundcloud.com/safeupstairs-wardownbelow

I sit here contemplating
On life’s bitersweet memories
I can’t escape this aching
I can’t fool this body of mine

I want you
I have to have you
You want to
I know you do

You make me
Want it all
You make me
Long for more

shiny from a distance
but does your light keep its pull
your brightness hits me hard
I got to guard my eyes

I want you
I have to have you
You want to
I know you do

You make me
Want it all
You make me
Long for more

Make Me (feat. Safe Upstairs)

Singer-songwriter The Real Runna
Mixed by Wrecking Eyes https://on.soundcloud.com/ta4FGhUcEJfcmZq58

Melted chocolate on my skin
Sitting in my bed, 
Why am I so afraid
I dream of your pale face
Your eyes have pierced my soul
I feel myself

Drink another round of whiskey, yeah
Say another tipsy lie, like you don’t care
Keep me wavering for weeks, yeah, I’m fine!
Your dried up voice crawls down my spine

Get up and run another mile
What’s wrong, why can’t I feel alright?
Get up and run another mile
What’s wrong, why can’t I feel alright?

Dead inside, drives me mad
Mildly numb, it’s numbing all this waste
My altered mind, another fight
Makes me sense that sour aftertaste

Don’t waste your time, honey
Don’t spend another moment on me
Done wasting my energy on this
Seems you don’t know I exist

It seems you don’t know I exist

The Commuters

Tommy Söder

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