Get Scared is an American rock band from Layton, Utah. Formed in 2008. They are signed to Fearless Records, and were formerly signed to Universal Motown Records.

Lyrics:
You're a mess tangled with your confidence.
You think you haven't sinned.
Well you're unstoppable,
Your walls are impassible oh!
I think you're better off looking alone,
The boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home.
And at the end of the day you think to yourself.
My body is a product being sold on the shelf
Tell me I can change
Tell me I can change

Well I know you lay in bed
Contemplating your own death.
Well just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun, Love!
(Don't forget!)

Cold white walls keep you from your pad and pen
You just wanna stab again,
I can't believe it's half this hard,
You never knew your mind was dark no!
I think you're better off looking alone.
The boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home.
You can dig so deep for scars.
You never knew your mind was dark
Come on and breathe with me oh!
Breathe with me ohhh!

Well I know you lay in bed
Contemplating your own death.
Well just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun, Love!
You look down on me so casually, 
In everything I know.
You look down on me, but not right on me. 
Did I wreak this broken home?

Dear Diary,
Life is trying me.
Can I get a sign?
Or a two of mind, a piece of mind.
Can I get a sign (a sign), can I get a sign (I know)

Well I know you lay in bed
Contemplating your own death.
Well just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun, Love!
You look down on me so casually, 
In everything I know.
You look down on me, but not right on me.
Is it plain to see that life is trying me?

Life is trying me!
Life is trying.
Can I think of something, gotta think of something!

Get Scared - Don't You Dare Forget The Sun

Setting Yourself Up For Sarcasm

I love mcr if you met me you'd be creeped out I have 3 mcr shirts a Gerard Way pop figure, Gerard way street sign, the black parade cd, and mcr bracelets

𝘉𝘰𝘺 𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 - 𝘔𝘺 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 (𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱)

Suspended between shadow and light, Cassandre unveils The Mirror Room, a haunting and mesmerizing debut single.

Blending lyrical darkwave, ethereal wave, and elements of gothic art pop, the track unfolds like an intimate ritual — where every sound echoes against the inner walls of a forgotten self.

With a voice wrapped in twilight, misty textures, and hypnotic tension, The Mirror Room is a portal inward, a sensorial rite where we confront our own reflection — or our hidden ghosts.

As the first glimpse into her upcoming album The Luminous Path, this piece captures the essence of Cassandre’s world: incantatory, elegant, and deeply human.

The Luminous Path

The mirror room

A dark grunge anthem for the Gen-X soul — “Rewind the Apocalypse” rips through nostalgia and decay with distorted guitars and raw emotion. Born in the fallout, still searching for meaning in the static.

#DaughtersOfRuin #RewindTheApocalypse #Grunge #DarkRock

Rewind the Apocalypse

A song for the 'Black Soul' album and band.

I Don't Care
Lyrics by Felicia Black

You think you're hot stuff
And pretend you're so tough
But you sure got it rough
You know it's never enough

It's tearing us down bit by bit
Yeah, I don't wanna babysit
Every week it's the same damn shit
Grinding away to be the next big hit

Yeah, I don't care anymore
All I wanna do is score
Fuck you, more, more, more
Baby, I don't care anymore
I just don't care

Fake ass bitch makes me shout
Chew them up and spit them out
Don't know what it's all about
But I do know this, I'm checking out

Yeah, I don't care anymore
All I wanna do is score
Fuck you, more, more, more
Baby, I don't care anymore
I just don't care

I got a master class
Kissing your ass
Go shine your brass
Now I'm takin' a pass

Gonna make it stop
Gonna take it to the top
Can't wait for you ta flop
Pop the pop, and cop the cop

Yeah, I don't care anymore
All I wanna do is score
Fuck you, more, more, more
Baby, I don't care anymore
I just don't care

I don't care anymore
I don't care 
I don't care
I just don't care


Black Soul

I Don't Care

288 shit show!

[Verse 1]
Your core has spoiled
And my desire for you has soiled
What a fucking waste
Oh, how I miss your taste

[Verse 2]
The juice was worth the squeeze
The lies were worth the tease
Such a toxic trait
Such a way to seal my fate

[Pre-Chorus]
Your love,
your essence
How I miss
your fucking presence

[Chorus]
Your shitty cherry blossom scent
I always knew what that meant
When you'd wear it, you left
me alone, by the phone
wondering if you'd ever come back home.

[Verse 3]
I could beg
and I could damn well plead,
but that love doesn't matter
so there's no fuckin' need

[Pre-Chorus]
Your love,
your essence
How I miss
your fucking presence

[Chorus]
Your shitty cherry blossom scent
I always knew what that meant
When you'd wear it, you left
me alone, by the phone
wondering if you'd ever come back home.




Cherry Blossom

Higher & Higher

TRAPPED out now on 12.11.2025 on Soundcloud!!!
Album RAGEBAITER 05.12.2025

Idea by: Mc FuTurE
Text by: Mc FuTurE
Produced by: Mc FuTurE (SUNO 4.5-all)
Song published by: Mc FuTurE

Lyrics:
I’m staring at a ceiling full of cracks,
They’re crawling like the thoughts I can’t turn back.
Every sound just cuts like wire,
Every truth sets me on fire.

I’ve been screaming through a soundproof wall,
Built it high so I can’t fall.

I’m trapped inside this echo chamber,
Lost between the fear and anger.
Can’t break free, can’t turn it off
I’m trapped and that’s enough.

My reflection doesn’t blink anymore,
It’s someone else behind the door.
Promises that taste like rust,
Turned my faith into dust.

I’m the cage, I’m the key, I’m the curse,
And every verse just makes it worse.

I’m trapped inside this echo chamber,
Lost between the fear and anger.
Can’t break free, can’t turn it off
I’m trapped and that’s enough.

Break me open, tear me wide,
I’m done with hiding what’s inside.
If pain’s the price for something real,
Then let it bleed until I heal.

I’m trapped, but I’m burning through the wires,
Feeding off my own desires.
I’m pretending I’m okay,
I’m trapped, but I’ll break away.

The mirror room

FlammeRecords

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