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For all the new people that just joined in
, these are my other songs :))) check them out!!!
🎵 Mad father - old doll
#cover
Had to change the tuning for that out of tune effect :)
"how do you know wich way is up when your whole life has been turned upside down"
🌀🦋
My latest song!!!
[ use headphones for better experience :b]
امیدوارم خوشتون بیاد:)
It's about how there's always a time u think you'll never get through and yet you still manage to heal from it ........... Spent a lot of time on the making of this song specially because it has 3 phases :) I kinda wanted it to represent the human's heart It starts as happy/neutral, Like the main characters life is going all well and than something bad happens, like getting left out, losing something or someone And than things start to change and get better Because they always do :) (sorry for bad explanations i guess)
🌀 A little sneak peek of my newest song 😝
I'll release the whole thing in a day or so!!
امیدوارم خوشتون بیاد:)
In the middle of a gun fight In the center of a restaurant They say, come with your arms raised high Well, they're never gonna get me, And like a bullet through a flock of doves To wage this war against your faith in me Your life, will never be the same On your mother's eyes, say a prayer say a prayer Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost My cellmate's a killer, they made me do push-ups (in drag) But nobody cares if you're losing yourself am I losing myself Well, I miss my mom Will they give me the chair Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
