Worth Stealing

Dying In The Moment

I Won't Do (All The Things That You Do)

"The Sands of Time" by Velvet Petals is an energetic blast of raw alternative/indie rock. Fueled by driving guitar riffs, a powerful rhythm section, and urgent male vocals, the track questions the passage of time, fading choices, and identity ('Are we unnamed?'). With a memorable 'Echoes... in time we fade' hook and a fiery guitar solo, it captures a driving, questioning energy perfect for fans of high-octane rock. #AlternativeRock #IndieRock #VelvetPetals #TheSandsOfTime #Energetic #GuitarDriven #Echoes

The Sands of Time

2008

Esta canción nace desde la nostalgia y el deseo profundo de reconectar con alguien que marcó una etapa importante de mi vida. Habla de esos momentos que se quedan grabados en la memoria: una imagen, un gesto, un detalle que se convierte en símbolo de todo lo que se vivió. Es como una conversación interna donde me pregunto si esa persona también siente lo mismo, si aún hay algo de mí en su recuerdo. Tiene una vibra íntima, melancólica, pero cargada de sentimiento honesto. Es una mezcla de vulnerabilidad y esperanza, de ese tipo de amor que, aunque esté ausente, todavía pesa y deja huella.

Solitarios

Ganas de ti

Molly made the china dolls that come alive.
pAGES IN cLOUDS
pATRICK bURKE 2025

Molly made the china dolls that come alive,
They’re made from parts nobody wanted
And become everything they hated…


She stitched their arms from splintered wood
Painted faces no one understood
Glass in their ribs, rust in their veins
Laughed like angels, screamed like chains


She whispered secrets through the thread
Woke them softly from the dead


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
She watched them crawl and twist and writhe
Built from shame and fractured pride
They wear the masks that she would hide
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive


They dance on tables, curse in rhyme
They eat the hours she left behind
Bent with beauty, cracked with grace
They spit her name back in her face


She never cried, she just sewed tight
They were her voice on quiet nights


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
Spun from parts no one survived
They grew into the things they feared
Broke the mirrors, disappeared
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive


Stolen bones, forgotten lace
She made a world, it wore her face
And when they screamed, it sounded right
She held their hands and turned out the light


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
She gave them hate, they gave her eyes
Now they roam where silence died
She became what she designed
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive…


Molly made the china dolls that come alive…
They're made from parts nobody wanted…
And become everything they hated…

PB2025

Molly made the china dolls that come alive

I woke up and the world was empty

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

This version of 369 is a direct homage to Nikola Tesla. Sharper and more electric, it carries the tension of discovery and the hum of hidden laws. It’s not just a song, but a current — rooted in the belief that numbers hold the structure of the universe. This is 369 through Tesla’s eyes: precise, resonant, and quietly revolutionary.

369 (Nikola Version)

Esta no es una rola.

Es un escupitajo con rima a la cara de los que se ríen mientras te pisan.

Cuando haces lo que amas,
siempre hay alguien que te va a querer detener,
No es contra el hate directo… es contra esa carrilla disfrazada,
la envidia pasiva que se esconde detrás del “es broma, güey”.

En "Ni Nos Pelan All Stars" no cantamos pa gustarte, 
Cantamos por que nos nutre el Alma.

Letra y producción: El Insolente Sr. Berges
Voz: All Stars
Sello: Ni Nos Pelan Productions

#NiNosPelan #NNPAllStars #AllStarsNiNosPelan

Que Chinguen a su Madre

La música es mi escape cuando necesito tomar un respiro, mi refugio y mi fuente de inspiración. Me transporta a lugares únicos dentro de mi memoria, sacando a la luz emociones y sentimientos que no sé cómo expresar de otra manera. Es un lenguaje que me conecta conmigo mismo y con los demás, un puente entre lo que siento y lo que quiero transmitir. Disfruto explorando diferentes géneros y estilos que resuenan con mi alma, descubriendo en cada nota un nuevo reflejo de mi esencia.

Ganas de ti

SonidoE404

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