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Three Days Grace - Get Out Alive(Guitar Cover)

this is 0ne of my fav0rite songs so 1 chose to post it 1ol !

Cut The Cord - Shinedown slowed down

Three Days Grace - Riot | Matt Walst

A journey into the self where we meet with our inner fears, examine our path and realize that the only way through is in. What's on the other side is an expansive version of us with greater understanding of who we are, why we exist and our place in the universe. 

The Spiral

The Time I Left Behind

Lyrics:

Chrome teeth grinnin’ in the midnight smoke,
Highway’s hummin’ like a ghost that spoke.
Pistons poundin’, bloodshot eyes,
Runnin’ on rage where the angel dies.
Dust on the mirror, fate in the clutch,
Fortune don’t favor the weak too much.
Leather creaks with a devil’s hymn,
This ride’s baptized in oil and sin.

Gasoline halo, burnin’ bright,
Raise your fists, we ride tonight.
Rust-belt thunder, hell on wheels,
Rock-abilly bones with a groove-metal feel.

Switchblade laugh and a rattlesnake grin,
Dance with the chaos, let the night drag in.
Every streetlight flickers like a warning sign,
Every heartbeat hammer keeps time with mine.
Gasoline kisses, whiskey breath,
Every back alley’s a flirt with death.
Burnt rubber halo, tires squeal,
Life’s too short to beg or kneel.

Gasoline halo, burnin’ bright,
Raise your fists, we ride tonight.
Rust-belt thunder, hell on wheels,
Rock-abilly bones with a groove-metal feel.

Breakneck swing with a chainsaw grind,
Rattlin’ bones on borrowed time.
Sparks in the dark as the whole world bends,
This road don’t love you, it just eats friends.

Crash! Burn! Testify!
Ride or choke, we live or die!

Neon blood on the blacktop veins,
Kickin’ up dust with the ghost of chains.
Sirens wail but they can’t catch speed,
Law’s just a rumor when you’re built to bleed.
Bulletproof prayers in a shotgun seat,
Angels duck low when the devils meet.
Every mile marker’s a nail in the past,
We were born to burn and we’re built to last.

Gasoline halo, burnin’ bright,
Raise your fists, we ride tonight.
Rust-belt thunder, hell on wheels,
Rockabilly bones with a groove-metal feel.
Gasoline halo, burnin’ bright,
Raise your fists, we ride tonight.
Rust-belt thunder, hell on wheels,
Rock-abilly bones with a groove-metal feel.


A Devil's Tab

This powerful and emotionally charged metal ballad is a surprising and unique tribute to a beloved person who has passed away. With its intense and driving musical arrangement, soaring vocals, and heartfelt lyrics, the song celebrates the enduring power of love and the human spirit in the face of loss and grief. The unexpected combination of metal and ballad creates a one-of-a-kind listening experience that is both moving and unforgettable.

Whispers From Heaven

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Fangirl (Remastered)

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Sick Puppies - Youre Going Down

Released March 6, 2007 (from the album "Them Vs You Vs Me")

Finger Eleven - Paralyzer

Winnipeg composer, retired from the farm, still chasing meaning in melody. My work lives where TV cues meet YouTube soundscapes, with a few albums in between. Built in Mixcraft Pro, fuelled by late-night coffee, stubborn curiosity, and a Stoic’s sense of timing. Also writing on politics, history, and philosophy, because sound isn’t my only instrument.

The Time I Left Behind

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