Blood in the Climb

Upon the HUGE undertaking of recording/performing every single Green Day song in perfect chronological order, here is VOLUME 1 of the band's favorite tracks of the series.

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When I Come Around

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…

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Molly made the china dolls that come alive

Paper chains
pages in clouds
Patrickburke 2025 
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
ohhhhhhhhhh,
i can't get,
you out of my head.....
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Chorus
Echoed cries,
In broken halls.
Truth denies,
But silence calls.
Verse 2
Letters bled,
Ink like rain.
Words we said—
Now just stain.
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
ohhhhhhhhhh,
i can't get,
you out of my head.....
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Chorus
Echoed cries,
In broken halls.
Truth denies,
But silence calls.
Bridge
Ash and thread,
Bones and dust.
What we fed
Turned to rust.
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Final Chorus
Echoed cries,
Still remain.
Ghosts arise—
Whisper pain.
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
ohhhhhhhhhh,
i can't get,
you out of my head.....
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,

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Paper chains

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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Walking by the shoreline, salt air fills my chest
Fighting for a vision, put my heart up to the test
But the waves came crashing, knocked me to my knees
Broken but still breathing, learning how to believe

Fear runs like poison
Through my weary veins
But I'm done with all the voices
Driving me insane

No time left to waste, can you hear my beating heart?
Won't stay lost and fading, falling apart
There's a place where the restless find their home
Come and find me, come and find me
I don't want to drown alone

Every dawn's a reminder of the dreams I let slip by
Growing tired of the questions, tired of asking why
This ain't how I planned it, this ain't who I thought I'd be
All I ever wanted was for someone to see me

What a fool to trust in
Promises that fade
I'm done with empty shadows
Time to break the chains I've made

No time left to waste, can you hear my beating heart?
Won't stay lost and fading, falling apart
There's a place where the restless find their home
Come and find me, come and find me
I don't want to drown alone

Give me one more moment
Give me room to see
I've been calling through the darkness
God, set my spirit free

All these broken pieces
Scattered on the ground
I'm tired of the silence
And this empty sound

Of my voice just echoing
In this hollow space
I need something real now
I need to see Your face

No time left to waste, can you hear my beating heart?
Won't stay lost and fading, falling apart
There's a place where the restless find their home
Come and find me, come and find me
I don't want to drown alone

I'm reaching out, I'm calling out
I won't drown alone
Save me now, save me now
I don't want to drown alone

Come Find Me

...Stand up...

[Verse 1]
Static bleeds from every screen,
Selling scripted midnight dreams.
Chained in choice, they feed us lies,
Truth dissolves where shadow hides.
...Stand up...

Golden vows, a rusted cage,
Sparks ignite this crawling rage.
Velvet chains that bind our bones,
Secrets buried under thrones.
...Stand up...

[Chorus]
We won’t break down,
We won’t bow low,
Their grip will crack,
Our fire grows.
...Stand up...

[Verse 2]
Cold machines that drain the soul,
We strike the iron, take control.
Light the flame behind dead eyes,
Let starlight blaze through fractured skies.
...Stand up...

Claim the truth they tried to drown,
Steel our hearts, tear systems down.
Gilded walls will quake and fall,
Together we will break them all.
...Stand up...

[Chorus]
We won’t break down,
We won’t bow low,
Their grip will crack,
Our fire grows.
...Stand up...

[Bridge:]
Ignite, defy, awake, ascend,
(Rise again, rise again)
Unite, resist, rebuild, transcend,
(Rise again, rise again)

[Chorus]
We won’t break down,
We won’t bow low,
Their grip will crack,
Our fire grows.
...Stand up...


Stand Up

Lemon Tree

cough got teeth chewin’ on my bones
grief’s a feedback loop of dial tone moans
can’t sleep just watch the ceiling spin
clock pounds hard when the dark takes in
your picture’s pinned where the light won’t land
cracked frame grins like it planned the stand
sweat won’t rinse pills freeze the scene
still waitin’ on a crash that won’t come clean

you left and the silence turned mean
no wind just the breath of the scream

call it chance call it bleed
i just echo through what you don’t read
no fix no reprieve
just a voice where the ghosts still breathe
she was here then she split
but her echo’s etched in every bit
i don’t climb i don’t hide
i just sing what’s left when the burn won’t die

woke up slow in a shirt still damp
blinds half shut walls closin’ like clamps
walked past faces without a name
each one lookin’ through me all the same
your laugh still loops in the kitchen fan
half heard hum in a rust warped pan
heat don’t rise the stove won’t light
but the mark you left still cooks just right

some things rot but they won’t die
some goodbyes just multiply

call it dust call it creed
i just echo through what i can’t feed
no fix no retreat
just a hum in the hollow beat
she was gone still she stayed
like a rhythm you can’t unplay
i don’t fight i don’t lie
i just sing what’s left when the ache won’t die

don’t know how far the drop goes down
but my feet went quiet once i left the ground
your name don’t ring but it still replies
like a dream with its jaw too wide

call it break call it bleed
still i echo through what you don’t read
no fix no reprieve
just a voice in the fallout weave
she was tide she was drive
now i sing what’s left when the ache survives

still falling
still falling
edge of the echo still calling
still crawling
still crawling
no lift no light still stalling
still haunted
still hunted
grief don’t fade it just keeps taunting

Edge of the Echo

trash 14

Well if you anti government or straight anarchist mentality this is your song! Straight downing the system lol

Rage Against The Machine

1988 is more than an album—it’s a time machine back to the glory days when heavy metal ruled the airwaves, the stage, and our hearts. From 1980 to 1989, a generation of denim-clad dreamers and leather-bound rebels forged anthems that would echo through eternity. This project is a loud, unapologetic celebration of that golden decade—of pounding drums, screaming guitars, and the brotherhood of true metal fans.

Every song on 1988 is a salute to the legends who inspired us, and a rallying cry to all who still carry the torch. Turn it up, feel the power, and remember: metal never dies—it only gets louder.

1988

I’m a Bass player/ songwriter/ producer 
Born in Co Cork, Ireland 
Now living in Tasmania, Australia

Lemon Tree

Rob O’Sullivan