#Alternative Rock

Jowan Safadi- Guitar and vocals Darwish - guitar, bass, keyboard and percussion Lyrics and music by Jowan Safadi Arranged by Darwish and Jowan Safadi Recorded, produced and mixed by Darwish Mastered by Mazen Murad https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TVyZjuowwA *lyrics* the police is not our police the president is not our president who will you complain to when the police is not a police the president is not a president the judge is not neutral and whatever you do is in pointless the police doesn't protect us they protect those who rip us off all our lands are gone but they have prisons for everyone the police is not our police the president is not our president what can you say who will you complain to if the police is not a police the president is not a president the judge is biased and whatever you do is in pointless who will you go to when your neighbor shoots at your door, and your homey threatens you for the way you look or the way you think who will you go to when the ones you think would protect you, attack you and threaten your life.. I better not say anything. I have nothing more anyway.. I don't want be incriminated and accused of incitement turns out talk ain't so cheap, and you do pay for singing you're not gonna get away with every word you say, boy the police is not our police...

Art: joetamponi.com/ Produced and mixed by King Theta twitter.com/realkingtheta Instagram @kingtheta Lyrics: Sick with your self-indulgence I wanna talk to you but you won't budge I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Tough Luck) Lost in your false delusion I wanna listen but you don't say much I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Get Up) This is tough love This is getting over it What's this weight that's pulling your chin down That's self-hate, your eyes are a ghost town I won't wait, don't want you to miss out Start up the truck, so many stories ahead I know you're a victim Not gonna deny that Your spirit is liquid And I've suffered like that We're fighting you frozen And we're gonna show them I know you hate to count on others, I feel the same But I need you standing on your feet Sick with your self-indulgence I wanna talk to you but you won't budge I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Tough Luck) Lost in your false delusion I wanna listen but you don't say much I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Get Up) You got one life You're gonna piss it all away Self-pity ain't safe Sick with your self-indulgence I wanna talk to you but you won't budge I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Tough Luck) Lost in your false delusion I wanna listen but you don't say much I wanna talk to you but you won't budge (Get Up)

LMAO THIS IS THE FIRST SONG i ever wrote like when i was 15. i think i was waiting it out and i never posted it anywhere because i actually liked it but now i feel like its getting old and its not as funny as it used to be so. i have to post it now. HAHA. lyrics: saturday night im sitting on my bed i kinda want to talk to people but im feeling dead i turn on my computer like always i dont care if im alone on a holiday i just wanna be alone stay in my weird zone people ask me why im so quiet i tell them i dont wanna talk but they dont buy it cause im awkward antisocial im not really all that special oh oh oh oh im not really a smarty i dont really go to parties oh oh oh oh oh where is my motivation?? im so tired of boredm and procrastination i should do something.... staying up late i feel my eyes dry i look at the mirror and see bloodshot eyes i havent been sleeping and im feeling stressed ?? i get NIGHTMARES so staying up is best.. i should really start to sleep pay for lunch and not be cheap poeple tell me to take care of myself i tell them i am doing fine but they still try to help bc i look like i am dying and my bodys hardly trying oh oh oh oh my lips are whiter than snow i can barely say a hello oh oh oh oh one day i will be 30 maybe then ill get my shit together right now im kinda useless i hope it wont be like this forever i should really stop pitying myself filling up my shelf and ruining my health i should really go get myself a job instead of staying home and being a slob But I’m decent I’m not that bad I get bad grades And I might be sad Uh uh uh uh I may have awful acne But at least I don’t dress trashy Uh uh u h uh

Do you remember about the fluke That made me tear out my insides Do you remember the streets we walked That made the change in our future And it just takes one look To get me hooked I’m no good No i'm no good If you were to call I’d be there I'd be there If you were long gone I just couldn't bear Just couldn't bear I told you I swear I’d be there I’d be there Do you remember about the fluke That made me tear out my insides Do you remember the streets we walked That made the change in our future And it just takes one look To get me hooked No I’m no good no I’m no good

========================================­====== Music & Lyrics : DECO*27 & Mes Arrangement : Rockwell Japanese Lyrics: 混乱P UST : Mel (FA9Official) https://twitter.com/FA9Official Tuning, UST edits, Video, & Mix : CodyTailor Thank you to all the beans! ========================================­====== UST DL: http://www.mediafire.com/file/qv99w1xv9jc9c8q/%25E5%2588%259D%25E5%25B5%2590_-_First_Storm_-_UST_By_FA9Offcial_%2526_CodyTailor.zip/file (Please credit FA9Offical if you use!) Youtube PV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rvQtgqWp9I ========================================­====== Happy late Anniversary my son! I wanted to upload this sooner but the video took longer than expected and that start of April was filled with bad news, it seemed wrong to celebrate anything at the time so here we are. I swear the years seem to be getting shorter and shorter, it feels as though I just celebrated CODY's 8th anniversary and now it's April all over again. It's been a long journey and it feels wonderful to be able to give my son a proper anniversary gift. (The last anniversary cover made for him was 3 years ago....oops) Speaking of being able to properly celebrate my son, I have some news and updates about the future of CODY's voicebank distribution. Distribution for his older banks will remain discontinued.....however........He will be given a new voice bank that is set for release on May 25th 2019. (Happy late April fools???) His new bank is called "CODY: Reboot" and it's a 3 pitch multi expression CV with vowel stings, glottal stops, and other added features. This is the same bank I used for this cover so I hope he sounded alright. I wanted a fresh start with CODY and I feel wiping his slate of his old banks and starting over with CV again is the best way to do it (hence the name "Reboot"). I hope you look forward to future voicebank releases for CODY. Have a great day everyone!

Art: joetamponi.com/ Produced and mixed by King Theta twitter.com/realkingtheta Instagram @kingtheta Lyrics: Clear your head out, you never hear me Think I was good, it doesn't matter when it's over A lawnmower to a four leaf clover A bartender when you're tryna stay sober I'm losing my composure, I'm tryna be sorry but It's too bad Don't got enough self-love to make good choices Fuck that I'm gonna poor myself a glass of this poison Say I wanna get better Wanna be a go getter I don't wanna talk about the problems That are killing me Say I wanna get better Wanna be a go getter All I do is dream about A person I could never be A classroom, another place I don't fit in Taboo, everything I'm involved in Trash, if I can't make a good living Never who I should of been from the beginning White wine like oil through a pipeline High life fading in and out of sight lines Skyline, see it in another timeline This isn't the one where I'm gonna come through It's too bad Don't got enough self-love to make good choices Fuck that I'm gonna poor myself a glass of this poison Say I wanna get better Wanna be a go getter I don't wanna talk about the problems That are killing me Say I wanna get better Wanna be a go getter All I do is dream about A person I could never be I wanna see my name in lights I wanna be a lover and a good friend I wanna live a positive life Dream it all in color from the distance It's too bad Don't got enough self-love to make good choices Fuck that I'm gonna poor myself a glass of this poison Say I wanna get better Wanna be a go getter I don't wanna talk about the problems That are killing me Say I wanna get better Wanna be a go getter All I do is dream about A person I could never be Mastered by Channel Fuse Media www.channelfusemedia.com/

Art: joetamponi.com/ Lyrics: I saw my destiny In the American river 800 feet below Foresthill bridge I felt the pressure on my feet I heard the whispers of the trees And when I'm drifting off to sleep Comes honesty I still see my self there And I'm so fuckin' scared Cause through my blank stare I still see that you care I lost hope Somewhere along the way I gotta fight Cursed with birth and burdened by The hearts that pump in parallel I can't hide I'm not beyond repair But one inch away from being there Produced and mixed by King Theta twitter.com/realkingtheta Instagram @kingtheta Mastered by Channel Fuse Media www.channelfusemedia.com/

woah a pop punk song

Some of my favorite Post Punk Affiliated music from recent years. Volume 68 You can check out the other incarnations of these playlists by checking out these links: Spotify: goo.gl/XA7g6W YouTube: goo.gl/xxLwgN Mixcloud: goo.gl/u69OrZ Photo by @rachel-escoto Seashore Darkcave - The Plunging Breaker Evocation Agent Side Grinder - Life In Advance Interpol - Memory Serves Drab Majesty - Hallow Mount Sims - No Yellow Lines The KVB - Human The Growlers - Burden Of The Captain Mac Demarco - Ode To Viceroy Girls Names - Hypnotic Regression Lebanon Hanover - Die World Detachments - The Promenade She Wants Revenge - She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not The Soft Moon - Tiny Spiders Tropic Of Cancer - The Dull Age Slug Guts - Scum

Y ya está, y ya fue! Un gran favor dijo que pidió, te utilizo, y te mintió con mensajes de buena onda te engaño y la amistad ahí quedo. Su situación arreglo, luego te ignoro y de ti ya se olvidó. Su ego se elevó y la amistad manipulo. Y así siguió... Y cada día en Facebook más tonteras compartió. El mal agradecido se segó y se cago... algo de tiempo ya pasó y nunca las gracias ni siquiera dio... "Al mal agradecido la miseria le refresca la memoria cada día y cada noche." Que mal entendimiento que tiene. a caso no sabe con la chicha que se curo. sabes que todo vuelve para ti. y que el karma te golpea en tu cara. #ElMalAgradecido #Poesia #YoDub ✨✍🏽

My remix of bury a friend from Billie Eilish. Buy = Free Download Her socials: https://soundcloud.com/billieeilish https://twitter.com/Billieeilish https://www.facebook.com/billieeilish/ https://www.instagram.com/wherearetheavocados/ Lyrics: What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go? Come here Say it, spit it out, what is it exactly You're payin'? Is the amount cleanin' you out, am I satisfactory? Today, I'm thinkin' about the things that are deadly The way I'm drinkin' you down Like I wanna drown, like I wanna end me Step on the glass, staple your tongue (ahh) Bury a friend, try to wake up (ah ahh) Cannibal class, killing the son (ahh) Bury a friend, I wanna end me I wanna end me I wanna, I wanna, I wanna end me I wanna, I wanna, I wanna What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go? Listen Keep you in the dark, what had you expected? Me to make you my art and make you a star And get you connected? I'll meet you in the park, I'll be calm and collected But we knew right from the start that you'd fall apart 'Cause I'm too expensive Your talk'll be somethin' that shouldn't be said out loud Honestly, I thought that I would be dead by now (Wow) Calling security, keepin' my head held down Bury the hatchet or bury your friend right now For the debt I owe, gotta sell my soul 'Cause I can't say no, no, I can't say no Then my limbs all froze and my eyes won't close And I can't say no, I can't say no Careful Step on the glass, staple your tongue (ahh) Bury a friend, try to wake up (ah ahh) Cannibal class, killing the son (ahh) Bury a friend, I wanna end me I wanna end me I wanna, I wanna, I wanna end me I wanna, I wanna, I wanna What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go?

Single terbaru dari unit hardcore asal Bandung, Kon:flik:tion! https://www.instagram.com/konfliktion/

First album of Ukraine punk band. Contacts: [email protected] Main credits: recording, mixing, mastering - Crosscountry recording studio, Kyiv, Ukraine Sound engineer - Ivan Shapkin website: http://crosscountrystudio.com

taking pop punk back to when Four Year Strong still used synthesizers had a hard time mixing/mastering a punk song this hectic to be as loud as EDM tracks so sorry for the lower volume 🙃 free dl: https://www.toneden.io/satosofficial/post/all-in-my-head

"Maybe It's Your Birthday... The Dead Are Dead!" now streaming everywhere: https://linktr.ee/chessatbreakfast Chess at Breakfast's debut album, 'Wealthcare', is available worldwide on May 10th, 2019. Pre-order the record here: http://bit.ly/wealthcarebundle chessatbreakfast.comGuitars/Vocals | Caleb McFadden. Bass | Justin Daggett Drums, Keys, Additional Guitars/Vocals | Mike Davis Song recorded by Taylor Marvin at Coupe Studios and Mike Davis at Koncept Jewel Studios. Song produced by Mike Davis at Koncept Jewel Studios. Song mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room.

Demo version of Voices. Voices was recorded live at Airplay Studios. We are a three piece Punk/Hardcore band from Middlesex that play hard hitting verses with catchy sing-along choruses. Early in the year we released an EP, you can listen to this on Soundcloud. https://soundcloud.com/mylatestfailure/sets/failures-vol1 Social links below; Instagram: www.instagram.com/mylatestfailure_band Facebook: www.facebook.com/mylatestfailure

@bradyamour produced by me guitars by lee stumbaugh lyrics: [brady amour] im so sick of missing im so sick of missing you its all i really ever knew spending time alone with you wasting all my afternoons and i just wanna let you know i juts wanna get close you just wanna get close im so sick of missing i dont think youre missing me like i do [wstdyth] shes so far away but at the same time shes closer than shell ever be again at least thats what she tells her friends (at least thats what she tells her friends) and shes got a way of making me feel like i should probably stop what im doing and go with her fuck it im moving and i dont wanna waste our time in a movie baby when i call you please just tell mw what youre doing i dont wanna miss u but i do what if u lose me tho it feels like its forever so get off my back and leave me alone i swear ill call u when i get home get off my back and leave me alone i swear ill call u when i get home shes so far away but at the same time shes closer than shell ever be again at least thats what she tells her friends (at least thats what she tells her friends) and shes got a way of making me feel like i should probably stop what im doing and go with her fuck it im moving

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A piano cover of Heart Shaped Box by Nirvana.

four days on my back-bone living out of my phone like it's goin' out of style more ways of gettin' out of mind leaving my soul behind giggling all the while scratch holes in my face seem bad but the ones inside are twice the size big mould on the food I refuse to eat for I don't deserve nice things in my stomach in my head I should be grateful that's what she said nobody's gonna love you the way that I do, or choose to view you're ugly, dirty, dead by thirty, an open wound for my insecurities you're ugly, dirty, dead by thirty, an open wound for my insecurities to fill till there's more of me in you than you and you will never wash them out you will never wash them out four days on my back-bone living out of my phone like it's goin' out of style more ways of gettin' out of mind leaving my soul behind giggling all the while scratch holes in my face seem bad but the ones inside are twice the size big mould on the food I refuse to eat for I don't deserve nice things in my stomach in my head I should be grateful that's what she said nobody's gonna love you the way that I do, or choose to view you're ugly, dirty, dead by thirty, an open wound for my insecurities you're ugly, dirty, dead by thirty, an open wound for my insecurities to fill till there's more of me in you than you and you will never wash them out you will never wash them out four days on my back-bone living out of my phone like it's goin' out of style more ways of gettin' out of mind leaving my soul behind giggling all the while scratch holes in my face seem bad but the ones inside are twice the size big mould on the food I refuse to eat for I don't deserve nice things in my stomach in my head I should be grateful that's what she said nobody's gonna love you the way that I do, or choose to view you're ugly, dirty, dead by thirty, an open wound for my insecurities to fill till there's more of me in you than you and you will never wash them out you will never wash them out you will never wash them out you will never wash them out you're ugly, dirty, dead by thirty, an open wound for my insecurities to fill till there's more of me in you than you and you will never wash them out you will never wash them out you will never wash them out