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The Walkabouts - "The Light Will Stay On (Demo)" taken from the upcoming deluxe reissue of their 1996 classic album "Devil’s Road" with re-worked and extended artwork plus a bonus CD containing five unreleased tracks. Coming 27.06.2014 at Glitterhouse: http://label.glitterhouse.com/upcoming.php?show=197

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The Walkabouts - The Light Will Stay On (Demo)

an inside cat

A softer song about being haunted by a past partnership, in an older era of on again, off again relationships

Be let down

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Ich Weiss

from october 3rd prod @six-days-after-christmas

im just trying to enjoy this shitty life of mine
i cant sit and cry its all just wasted time
i could spend it working hard but i just cant write
the way i treated u was really fucking wrong this time
and when u told me its forever i was nodding out
but the way youre always watchin its not hard to doubt
i would spot you at a show even if 10 meters down
i dont think id say a word cuz it would just make you frown

staring at the corner of my room
the lamps not real but still feels real to you
just break me down until i split in two
its all for you

merry christmas you stupid bitch

Interlude

Sensitive Ears

Composed & produced by: Carlos R
Carlos Rodrigues Productions ©2025

Keep That Feeling

Mama packed my lunch again, bread was dry, the milk was thin,
Took my seat, they closed right in—grinning, fists already clenched.
Bag torn, bread gone, spit-wet, joke’s set, black eye, left dry,
Boot trip, lip split, boys grin, sink in, fist tight, goodnight.

Empty lunches, belly punches, laughing till I bled,
Names were carved into my skin, but I wrote theirs in my head.
Oh, I wrote theirs in my head.
Teeth like pearls, blood swirls—wrote 'em in my head.
Oh, wrote 'em in my head.

Tommy liked to break my spine, said I’d never walk in line,
Ricky thought it made him tough to knock my books into the dust.
Jesse swore I’d always lose, laced my laces in a noose,
I just smiled, I just bled, but I wrote theirs in my head.

Empty lunches, belly punches, laughing till I bled,
Names were carved into my skin, but I wrote theirs in my head.
Oh, I wrote theirs in my head.
Teeth like pearls, blood swirls—wrote 'em in my head.
Oh, wrote 'em in my head.

Years went by, I grew tall, worked in silence, learned it all,
Sharpened steel, took my time—vengeance waits with patient eyes.
Tommy runs a hardware store, Ricky drinks behind closed doors,
Jesse's got a wife and kid—pity what I did to him.

Tom ran, big man, gold tooth, shot proof, thick neck, no check,
Rick stole, hellhole, smoke burns, bad turns, mom cries, blue lights.
Jess lied, snake-eyed, cracked door, shook floor, tied tight, no fight,
Took my licks, took my kicks, took their names, wrote ‘em right.

Empty lunches, belly punches, laughing till I bled,
Names were carved into my skin, but I wrote theirs in my head.
Oh, I wrote theirs in my head.
Teeth like pearls, blood swirls—wrote 'em in my head.
Oh, wrote 'em in my head.

Mama packed my lunch again, bread was dry, the milk was thin,
Ain’t no bullies left to grin—guess the lesson’s mine to give.

Empty Lunches & Belly Punches

know you're looking at me, wishing I was a different guy
i see you on my feed, it makes me wanna fucken die
think it's what I deserve, cause I'm a pretty sleazy guy
only sins no good deeds, and they'll be haunting me for life

estella:
you say that you love me, realize my love is do or die
the way that you look at me, i swear that you just wanna cry
is something wrong with my face, your glare just punched me in my eye
did i just make it up, is all that you said just a lie?

wont you die already? w/ estella

Hell

wind oh wind

demo of one of my first songs i tried to write for real when i was like 21 (2017?)

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