here for some more "ti da ti da ti da du"!

super dope! 🔥👌 it delivers a different msg on each play! rock on buddy! 🙌✨️

you are Jim Morrison and Ray Manzerek combined

Oh shit, fucking bitch
I’m in hell and it’s home sweet home
The devil keeps asking us questions
And the answer is only no
That there is all we know
And we roll up on demons with no remorse
And we know all your women are boring whores
And our women are kicking the shit out of you

And they make all the news
And they make all the news
And they make all the news
And they make all the news

Media, media, everything’s media
Everything from TV to the pv to the city walls
Everything’s critical, the grey got the blues
They’ll make their own choices if they’ve got to choose
And they don’t wanna think of you
And there ain’t no supply that they need from you 
And they love what’s real, what’s them, what true
What sells and spreads and gets all the views

And they make all the news
And they make all the news
And they make all the news
And they make all the news

I’d die for what I believe in
Love life so I call it even
Right now I’m in trouble with it
But time’s gonna bring something new
I’m in love with the range of the view
Retain some of this stuff and change up a few
Break some of this stuff and make something new
The people will be here and say what they’ll too

And we’ll make all the news
And we’ll make all the news
And we’ll make all the news
And we’ll make all the news

And the little kids will play
In the pretty fields we save
And they won’t need to be slaves
When we rest in our graves
Free to make a choice
Free to raise their voice
Free not to answer the devil
Not to hear its noise

Personal Media

I don't wanna share your dreams
I don't wanna wait for your team
I don't wanna care for those kids
I got nothing to give
I just wanna live

I don't wanna know about everything
'Cause everything is fake like you
Everything is stats and numbers, man
And I got zero fucks to give
I just wanna live

Yeah, I don't wanna be
On your right side of history
It's a mystery what all of that means
And I'm not all that intrigued about the fucking thing
I just wanna live

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Based on Shur and Segah modes from Iranian classical music

Just Wanna Live

Inspired by the mictoronal Shour mode in Persian classical music

Find My Way

Well the moon’s on the move, and it’s soon going to hit the earth
And the foosball crew from the UN will lose in the end
And the news isn’t true, and the truth isn’t new, it’s the same
And the view’s out of use, so just screw anyone who needs the frame
You’re trying to get it but, you don’t
You’re trying to end it but, you won’t

Hey, lord
Hey, lord

I’m just trying to make it out alive my friend
The naked truth is that you’re out of line my friend
It pays to sue, but the countersuits might win
So don’t get fooled by the kind of suit I’m in
I mean I wanna do some stuff to you that’s kind of screwed up
I mean I’ll fuck you in two thousand ways like Kama Sutra
I mean I’m trying to do my part, and you are what? Who knows
It doesn’t matter if you’re true or not, you know
You’re trying to sit it out, but you won’t
We got the city now and, you don’t
You don’t

Ends Meet

OLE!! When I was travelling to Barcelona, I got really inspired.
I adore this city. So, this was the result. Thank you :)
Excuse me for my poor pronunciation, I don't speak or write Spanish fluently :)
Enjoy!!!

Barcelona (Descalzos en la arena)

It's not often that an entire nation suddenly has its hands unshackled, its mouth ungagged and its cell door left ajar with an open invitation to leave the darkness and step into the light.

So, Syria, what's it to be?

Hmmm...?

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Artwork by Seagull
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Mother Syria

Hold my hand up to the sun to reach this smouldered rubble
Lift my eyes again with little patience left in trust
Assad years, father and son, each the devil’s double
Gassed and burned my cradle nation to blood-soaked mental dust

With his face alight the new guy’s mission, pure, sent from heaven
Promises truth, gold, light and god in his virgin presidential pledge
In the dead of night autocracy voted AK47
New boots crush freedom’s fingertips, as they’re clinging to the ledge

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
That cradled understanding of things earthly and divine?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
Or should we prepare the palliatives for your sectarian decline?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
On the path of sane humanity or on diabolos’ design?

Mother Syria will you renounce the suicide bomber’s blast?
Maybe seek out peace at last?

Mother Syria   ...   with Seagull and David Dunham

This is a love song. A song that was brought to life from a broken heart. We've all been there...no?
I hope you enjoy! ;)

LYRICS(SPANISH) 
Que de malo en mi, no siento nada, 
no siento nada desde que te fuiste, no siento nada

Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios, 
mi alma sangra, mia alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, la intimidad, extraño la intimidad

Mi alma sangra mi alma sangra cada vez que te requerda
extraño, extraño lo que tuvimos huntos 
Dos querpos en uno, tu piel tus ohos tus lavios 
Lo que tuvimos huntos,
No siento nada…

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

What's wrong with me, I don't feel anything, 
I haven't felt since you left, I haven't felt anything

Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips, 
my soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss the intimacy, I miss the intimacy

My soul bleeds, my soul bleeds every time I remember you
I miss, I miss being together with you
Two bodies in one, your skin, your eyes, your lips 
What we had together,
I don't feel anything...

Nada

i clean up the world
you fall in beside me
i’ll cover the Wuhan lab
you shore up the army

i follow the news
the news is disaster
i’ve given up on my booze
to wash the world faster

every morning
every hour

stop at the top of mountains
soul care repair

it happens this way
to each generation
the entropy cabaret
and reason’s cessation

every morning
wake up to the truth
every hour
plenty more to do

stop at the top of mountains
rest there fresh air 

every morning
wake up to the truth
every hour plenty more to do

stop at the top of mountains 
pure prayer up there

Tikkun

🖤 Scratch Kelly has found her voice 🖤 Stay tuned for more...
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https://youtu.be/Ys5F7IPk3GM

I got my first hate mail the other day
I guess that must mean I'm doing okay.
I'm in the forge but I'm no forgery
Being made like a blade
Come and play with me.
People like to call themselves by all kinds of pretty names
But they're just labels to help them play the game.
It's time to say goodbye. I gotta go
And I won't see you again
I think you know.
I'll keep on walking the way I like to walk
And I'll keep on talking the way I like to talk
And If I meet somebody who sees the light in me
This time I'll double check the truth in what I see.

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The Truth In What I See

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The Bright Will Light You Up

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