Love In The Apocalypse
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Love in the Apocalypse-Original song by Dave Maciel, Jeff Bratz, and Rocky Ramirez
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Don't Care Anymore, by Gavin Davies
Don't Care Anymore, by Gavin Davies
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
Keyboard - Mikalyn Hay (original song)
I took a trip to Nashville on my March Break from school and Maddy, Johnny and I got together and wrote this song. This is an acoustic version - Johnny is working on the produced version and I hope to share it soon. I am a young Artists, Singer and Songwriter from Ontario Canada.
High School (The Heathers)
High School, by the all-girl Phoenix punk bank The Heathers.
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
Keyboard - Mikalyn Hay (original song)
I took a trip to Nashville on my March Break from school and Maddy, Johnny and I got together and wrote this song. This is an acoustic version - Johnny is working on the produced version and I hope to share it soon. I am a young Artists, Singer and Songwriter from Ontario Canada.