Breathe, Sleep, Peace
Artist(s): John's TV
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Frankie Blue (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Pony Boy Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Anger, Angst, Atmospheric, College, Creepy, Disturbed, Dream, Grunge, Haunting, Searching, Sleep, Teen, Trippy, Troubled, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
71
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Breathe, Sleep, Peace
Some days I open my eyes
But I can't see, darkness everywhere all over me
I reach out with my face in my hands
Try and tear free but the blackness keeps covering me
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but it won't let go
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but I can't let go
So I drink dark liquid down
And I breathe, sleep
Breathe, sleep, peace
I'm a happy guy, dangerously calm
In this world I try
Dark is everywhere tormenting me
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but it won't let go
I don't want it
I don't need it
Don't know why but I can't let go
So I drink dark substance down
And I breathe, sleep
Breathe, sleep, peace
Something's gotta give in a life that's so pure
Every day we swallow it down
Wait and put all that hate that's around
How's it gonna ever gonna get out
So I drink dark substance down
And I breathe, sleep
Breathe, sleep, peace
Crash N' Burn
Artist(s): John's TV
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Frankie Blue (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Pony Boy Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Burn, College, Crash, Dangerous, Edge, Energy, Gritty, Psychedelic, Teen, Temptation, Thrill, Trippy, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Cry Out Loud
Artist(s): John's TV
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Frankie Blue (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Pony Boy Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Industrial, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Anger, Angst, Atmospheric, College, Disturbed, Grunge, Searching, Teen, Trippy, Troubled, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
113
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cry Out Loud
I can't eat or sleep
I'm so tired
Just burning out
Life seems strange to me like I'm dying
From inside out
I want to leave but I got to stay well
I don't want to be me
Gonna get it from my head, this poison
Cry out loud
So far away
It all seems so far away
So far
So far away
It's so far
So far away
I want to kill the man in the mirror
Make him listen to me
I want to bite the hand on the steering wheel
And forget everything
It's too late, the past, the point of caring
Please don't make a sound
There's a ticking in my head, it's hurting
Just cry out loud
It all seems so far away
It's so far, far, so far away
So far, far, so far away
Poor Ol' Joe
Artist(s): John's TV
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Frankie Blue (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Pony Boy Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1990s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Chill, City, Cool, Ethereal, Hard Times, Homeless, Laid Back, Melancholy, Mellow, Poor, Relaxed, Smooth, Social Commentary, Streets, Struggle, Troubled, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Mandolin
BPM:
80
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Poor Ol' Joe
POOR 'OL JOE
Poor 'ol Joe
Got nothin' but troubles on his mind
Poor 'ol Joe
Feels like the world has left him behind
Poor 'ol Joe
Is fighting just to keep it up day after day
Poor 'ol Joe
Makin' good in his own way, in his own way
Poor 'ol Joe
Can't leave the past where it belongs
Poor 'ol Joe
Has a feelin' the world has done him wrong
Poor 'ol Joe
Slowly wandering the lonely streets of L.A.
You can't find what you were never lookin' for
He'd laugh at me and say
He comes from a middle class white suburbanite
College educated but the wrong side of the right tracks
He never understood why he felt no good
So he lived on the streets, a part of the nameless rat pack
Poor 'ol Joe you know that you are worth more much more
More than that
Poor 'ol Joe
He played the guitar like no one ever knew
And he flew high in the sky like Miles when he was feelin' blue
A pain in his side sent him screamin' to the doctor
My days are fadin fast
You better stop drinkin' and wastin yourself
Or this life of yours ain''t gonna last
Poor 'ol Joe
Knocked it back with a fury and thought he was in control
His 2 kids and wife couldn't stop it now
Like the Dick he was on a roll
They found his body behind a dumpster
When it was almost three days old
The moral of this story is simple enough
Life can be cold
Life can be cold
Rough
Artist(s): John's TV
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Frankie Blue (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Pony Boy Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Indie, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Difficult, Introspective, Melancholy, Obsession, Questions, Relationship, Rough, Struggle, Tired, Troubled, Unsure
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
105
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Rough
You know I need you like the sun needs rain
The moon's forgotten when the pale light dawns again
Shadows follow everywhere I go
They're walking right behind me, now in all, I know
Close your eyes
Your tired eyes
Let the rain come rough
I've given mine
That's all I have now
Is it enough or too rough?
I turn my face into the wall and hide
We can't control the uncontrollable slide
You love to hate me, can't you help but blame me
Don't you want to save me now, save me now
Close your eyes
Your tired eyes
Let the rain come rough
I've given mine
That's all I have now
Is it enough or too rough?
You were my first confession
There's nothing no more than that, it's such a great obsession
There's nothing no more than that
There's nothing no more than that
My tired eyes
And let the the rain come rough
I've given mine
That's all I have now
Is it enough or too rough?
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