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i love this so much, i am a gospel songwriter and i love how this has been composed....Jesus to the world

Disposable Music and Collectible Razors is the second album by Labobros, realeased on the 20th December 2021. This is an experimental album in terms of sounds, music styles and languages.

So many collaborations from every part of the world like: Cesareo (Elio e le Storie Tese), Paolo Tofani (Area International Group), Mourad Musset (La Rue Ketanou), Jinian Wilde (David Cross Band), Peter Lacey, Jade Marie, Pasquale Nigro, Alfonso Sacchetti, Benigno Grillo, Roberto De Rosis, Natale Novellis, Serafino Zangaro, Vero Luz, Joe Figg, Gabriele Vignati.

Disposable Music and Collectible Razors

Camel (Feat. Alfonso Sacchetti)

This Is The Girl

Der CEO weiß, kann, macht und will alles. Er nimmt sich was er will und am meisten mag er Geld. Menschen sind Kapital bzw. Material. Eine ernst zu nehmende Satire, oder mehr?

Ich bin CEO

Original composition….Alejandro Gonzalez M.

En Aquellos Tiempos

I just wanted to do like another kind of short vocal like a Fragmentary Modicum Of Sense (Release CCCXLIX) because my longer vocals can be such an ordeal to make when they get to like 90+ lyric lines.

Lyrics:

Situational stamina is the spice of our lives
If you can soldier through the slings and arrows of people's diatribes
I'm such a slut for reciprocated vibes

The reviewing professor encouraged us to get off our asses
But being complex is like swimming through molasses
As the day drew to dusk I began to pine
For a girl to tryst that was physically a nine to ball
Notwithstanding my intentions
But if her finest conversational grist all day was gonna be Wonderwall
Isn't that just porn in three dimensions

Taking in the sights pleasantly
i was decked out in a modicum of style
As i glided down the street
Due to sporting this apparel
I was catcalled by a group of girls that were borderline feral
Being objectified and seen as a piece of meat
Was something of a treat
And though these samples of torridity
Had robbed me of a slice of dignity
I haven't felt this happy in a while

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ŠeššEšrā

I, The Critiquing Hero, Have Read A Paper

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Well, you can run, but you can't hide. 
There's no escape from what's inside.
You can try and write your words out in a song.
But we all show when something's wrong.

When you're only showing one face to the world.
When you're trying to make your mind up on a girl.
When you're escaping this world into your own.
You should know that you can never make it home.

I believe it. 
All the money flies away.
I'll be leaving, but the rest of you can stay.
I remember almost every little phrase.
I was here.
I was here.
The facade... will fade away.

Well, we all live, and we all die.
Imagination helps you get on by.
Is there a constant revolution in your soul?
It's a shame that we all have to get so old.

When you lay there on a morning on your own.
When you can not find a place to rest your bones.
When the nighttime comes to help you get away.
When you find out, it won't matter what you say.

I believe it. 
All the money flies away.
I'll be leaving, but the rest of you can stay.
I remember almost every little phrase.
I was here.
I was here.
The facade... will fade away.

Fade Away

Lo-Fi Pop with a dark reggaeton beat, cinematic ambience and melodic whistling. Have Fun!

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The Whistler

The original version: https://soundcloud.com/axioms-of-mediocrity/echoes-of-doubt

Email chimes, her paper rejected
Doubt whispers, on path selected
"Am I good enough?" her heart oppressed
By impostor's syndrome, her confidence suppressed

In the echoes of doubt, she finds her voice
Rising strong, she makes her choice
In the echoes of doubt, she stands firm
With every fall, she lives, she learns

Letters slide, tenure denied, dreams now dejected
Futures blurred, on roads once projected
"Have I done enough?" his spirit contested
By impostor's syndrome, his hopes oppressed

In the echoes of doubt, he finds his voice
Rising strong, he makes his choice
In the echoes of doubt, he stands firm
With every fall, he lives, he learns

Surrounded by brilliance, in the academic sea
"Are they better than us?" whispers insecurity
Each publication, each award they secure
Deepens the doubt we try to endure

In the echoes of doubt, we find our voice
Rising strong, we make our choice
In the echoes of doubt, we stand firm
With every fall, we live, we learn
With every fall, we live, we learn

Do I really deserve to be here?
How did I get this far?
Am I good enough?
Am I smart enough?
Am I brave enough?
How long can I keep this up?
Why do I feel like a fraud?

You're not alone, we've all been there
Plagued by doubts, consumed by fear
Welcome to the club, where we all belong
You are good enough, you are strong

You're not alone, we've all been there
Plagued by doubts, consumed by fear
Welcome to the club, where we all belong
You are good enough, you are strong

Echoes of Doubt (Acoustic Version)

Fishers of Men

Anesthesia

Antoine G: composer, lyricist, synths & programming
Charles-Eric Charrier: bass guitar

Well... this is a murder ballad. Loads of murders. That's what everyone needs right now

Lyrics:

Lalalalala Young Matthew was singing
Out in the fields on this beautiful morning
He was crouching on the ground in the back of the shed
That's when Ian’s sickle landed into his head

Oh God cried Ian, as he fell to his knees
This was all an accident and I’m begging Lord please
Don’t let anyone tell his family
And he shoved Matthew’s poor corpse under a tree
      
Old Natty Mac Bride was having a fine day
Til’ she found her son’s body and the two parts of his head
And  when she caught a glimpse of  Ian running on the hill
She made a vow of revenge and decided to kill

Natty McBride, full of rage and confusion
Ran to the next house with a knife in her hand
And the young girl that was unfortunate enough to live there
Ended up her poor life nailed at the top of the stairs

Revenge breeds revenge and it’s as blind as it gets
But not as blind as Natty, who was as blind as a bat
The house that she attacked was not Ian’s at all
And the price of her error was soon to befall.

Old Natty was first, and the  others fell fast,
It’s quite amusing to me that Ian stood last
And his demise was the end of the town of Turnstead
As there was no one left to bury the dead

Fishers of Men

DougEboi

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