Fri, 03 Apr 2026 21:27:50 +0200 https://hearthis.at/43factory/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/43factory/ https://img.hearthis.at/3/3/8/_/uploads/9748036/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_1604921899833.jpg no no https://hearthis.at/43factory/panicagreen-ticking/ music_IvyGenerator
"Ticking"
My skin cracks away, I'm not okay
keep nerves at bay I sit down and wait
My theeth decay, I 'm not okay
I feel restrained I sit down and

I took a sleeping bag and pulled out a tent
I did pretend I was safe in my shed
it was stucked like a tune in my head
and i couldn't shake off the dread
once you're aware, you can't really go back
I had a night binge on a chocolate spread
I played with my self on the bed, i couldn't came at the end
I knew that one day I'd be dead and I didn't pulled off my best
every grey hair is a choice I regret
I'm nothing more than a bug
I 'm ready to take flight, I flee in the dark
I'll be gone as you turn on the light
here goes my heart beat, inexorably setting time
echoes the hand of the clock, ticking inside my mind

Tick, Tock, Tick ,Tock

Skin is felted and covered in marks
the spiderveins, twining up my calves
I'mma walking time lapse, I'm growing fast
watch it over at last, before I collapse
I am the cause of my anxiety, nothing is fixed, in the way I perceive.
My brain's pushing against the gravity, I create a desease and I follow its lead
What have I done with my life? why is the void in me?
I'm gonna slide down the floor of a sinking ship,
I got the results back, they've found something's wrong with me
I'll start on the right foot tomorrow, today I'm panicking

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock

My skin cracks away, I'm not okay
keep nerves at bay I sit down and wait
My theeth decay, I 'm not okay
I feel restrained I sit down and (wait)]]> music_IvyGenerator
"Ticking"
My skin cracks away, I'm not okay
keep nerves at bay I sit down and wait
My theeth decay, I 'm not okay
I feel restrained I sit down and

I took a sleeping bag and pulled out a tent
I did pretend I was safe in my shed
it was stucked like a tune in my head
and i couldn't shake off the dread
once you're aware, you can't really go back
I had a night binge on a chocolate spread
I played with my self on the bed, i couldn't came at the end
I knew that one day I'd be dead and I didn't pulled off my best
every grey hair is a choice I regret
I'm nothing more than a bug
I 'm ready to take flight, I flee in the dark
I'll be gone as you turn on the light
here goes my heart beat, inexorably setting time
echoes the hand of the clock, ticking inside my mind

Tick, Tock, Tick ,Tock

Skin is felted and covered in marks
the spiderveins, twining up my calves
I'mma walking time lapse, I'm growing fast
watch it over at last, before I collapse
I am the cause of my anxiety, nothing is fixed, in the way I perceive.
My brain's pushing against the gravity, I create a desease and I follow its lead
What have I done with my life? why is the void in me?
I'm gonna slide down the floor of a sinking ship,
I got the results back, they've found something's wrong with me
I'll start on the right foot tomorrow, today I'm panicking

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock

My skin cracks away, I'm not okay
keep nerves at bay I sit down and wait
My theeth decay, I 'm not okay
I feel restrained I sit down and (wait)]]> 5291654 no no Mon, 09 Nov 2020 13:51:15 +0100 2020-11-09T13:51:15+01:00 3:00 https://hearthis.at/43factory/panicagreen-brixtonwise/ music-IvyGenerator

"Brixtonwise"

Wake up 4 o' clock inna di mornings
get up in the cold deh an run it
people of the world dem a striving
dem a full of smog love is chocking
I'm still full of hope though I'm struggling
up above my head the highrisings
I dweet my time more than survive it
lift my chin speak what my mind is

Brixtonwise it a mix of vibes
the Market aisles forget the daily grind
colours alive rain down form the sky
One two three hundred sixty five times, gyaldem wid dem hair style

Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop
Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop

Near the brixton prison we're living sharing food many mousedem feeding
home is where I sing pon di riddim, yard is where I coock fi me bedrin
Go call J bring di high grade in I Know he's gonna carry only sticky
he's hitting on me while we jamming, we're learning Patwah a suh me dun it eiii

Brixtonwise it a mix of vibes
the Market aisles forget the daily grind
colours alive rain down form the sky
One two three hundred sixty five times, gyaldem wid dem hair style

Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop
Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop

DubReggaeElettronicaElectronic PopVocalSingerSinger-SongwriterElectroChoirRootsSynthRaggaR&B]]> music-IvyGenerator

"Brixtonwise"

Wake up 4 o' clock inna di mornings
get up in the cold deh an run it
people of the world dem a striving
dem a full of smog love is chocking
I'm still full of hope though I'm struggling
up above my head the highrisings
I dweet my time more than survive it
lift my chin speak what my mind is

Brixtonwise it a mix of vibes
the Market aisles forget the daily grind
colours alive rain down form the sky
One two three hundred sixty five times, gyaldem wid dem hair style

Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop
Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop

Near the brixton prison we're living sharing food many mousedem feeding
home is where I sing pon di riddim, yard is where I coock fi me bedrin
Go call J bring di high grade in I Know he's gonna carry only sticky
he's hitting on me while we jamming, we're learning Patwah a suh me dun it eiii

Brixtonwise it a mix of vibes
the Market aisles forget the daily grind
colours alive rain down form the sky
One two three hundred sixty five times, gyaldem wid dem hair style

Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop
Keep calm and carry on Keep calm untill we are done
We run inside the clock, deep down we wanna stop

DubReggaeElettronicaElectronic PopVocalSingerSinger-SongwriterElectroChoirRootsSynthRaggaR&B]]> 5291651 no no Mon, 09 Nov 2020 13:50:32 +0100 2020-11-09T13:50:32+01:00 3:54 https://hearthis.at/43factory/panicagreen-dandelion-final1-online-audio-convertercom/ Lyrics_PanicaGreen
Music_IvyGenerator

I pick up some yellow flowers
make my self at home
I found a little paper bag
with 5 grams of salt.
the streets are cluttered up with presents
stomped, left behind
plastic wraps and gloves
hidden in plain sight
if I use my eyes
when I'm walking by
down the railway
searching with my figers every crevecies
petrolling every dead end street and empty premises

It's calling me
the scenary
is going to be
forever green...

I'll be where dandelion grows
picking up the leaves
make a salad on the go
packed with vitamins
I ain't got no plate today
but i just found a fork
I bet there's a way we can make it work
at least I have the salt
It could have beeen worst..
and it starts to rain

down the railway
searching with my figers every crevecies
petrolling every dead end street and empty premises

It's calling me
the scenary
is going to be
forever green...]]> Lyrics_PanicaGreen
Music_IvyGenerator

I pick up some yellow flowers
make my self at home
I found a little paper bag
with 5 grams of salt.
the streets are cluttered up with presents
stomped, left behind
plastic wraps and gloves
hidden in plain sight
if I use my eyes
when I'm walking by
down the railway
searching with my figers every crevecies
petrolling every dead end street and empty premises

It's calling me
the scenary
is going to be
forever green...

I'll be where dandelion grows
picking up the leaves
make a salad on the go
packed with vitamins
I ain't got no plate today
but i just found a fork
I bet there's a way we can make it work
at least I have the salt
It could have beeen worst..
and it starts to rain

down the railway
searching with my figers every crevecies
petrolling every dead end street and empty premises

It's calling me
the scenary
is going to be
forever green...]]> 5291649 no no Mon, 09 Nov 2020 13:48:57 +0100 2020-11-09T13:48:57+01:00 2:54 https://hearthis.at/43factory/panicagreen-highgrid/ Music_IvyGenerator

"HighGrid"

Grid in the sky
blocking the sunrays
see all these chemtrails, spreading out
hope it doesn't rain soon
we're heading straight down
the jaws of this Town...
skyline. about to arrive. end of the ride
lemme take a sigh
smell of grease and crime in the traffic light
under neon signs
the city: Unpolite there's no way to describe where do they find
a reason to wait in a line, one at the time, dem a air tight!
Always aligned dem a pay off their fine, shop on a site and change mind
Alltoghether the same time getting the same tone
got the same ringtone, with the vibe on only when I work or I bone.
Gotta say stop now. You got no sunrays you stay dull
Tomorrow you'll reach a new low, no warm up before the run...
Breathe, this tainted air
this hissing blare
calling you outloud
we're heading straight down
the jaws of this Town
With a goal oversized wind a blow from aside
and it tells me to go blind with wide open eyes
The company now advertise to a ratio dem like
all the merchandise, all of the stereotypes
filling our mind, pulling our drive, partially wild
here refuse to envibe ca' in everyday life everyone is a bit in a bind
always in search fi di hype everybody pull off dem style , the one they can buy.
One more ride pon the top of the slide, this journey might take a while,
I'm making a spliff on the ride and I'm watching the world going by
below the grid in the sky...
Grid in the sky
blocking the sunrays
see all these chemtrails, spreading out
hope it doesn't rain soon
we're heading straight down
the jaws of this Town...]]> Music_IvyGenerator

"HighGrid"

Grid in the sky
blocking the sunrays
see all these chemtrails, spreading out
hope it doesn't rain soon
we're heading straight down
the jaws of this Town...
skyline. about to arrive. end of the ride
lemme take a sigh
smell of grease and crime in the traffic light
under neon signs
the city: Unpolite there's no way to describe where do they find
a reason to wait in a line, one at the time, dem a air tight!
Always aligned dem a pay off their fine, shop on a site and change mind
Alltoghether the same time getting the same tone
got the same ringtone, with the vibe on only when I work or I bone.
Gotta say stop now. You got no sunrays you stay dull
Tomorrow you'll reach a new low, no warm up before the run...
Breathe, this tainted air
this hissing blare
calling you outloud
we're heading straight down
the jaws of this Town
With a goal oversized wind a blow from aside
and it tells me to go blind with wide open eyes
The company now advertise to a ratio dem like
all the merchandise, all of the stereotypes
filling our mind, pulling our drive, partially wild
here refuse to envibe ca' in everyday life everyone is a bit in a bind
always in search fi di hype everybody pull off dem style , the one they can buy.
One more ride pon the top of the slide, this journey might take a while,
I'm making a spliff on the ride and I'm watching the world going by
below the grid in the sky...
Grid in the sky
blocking the sunrays
see all these chemtrails, spreading out
hope it doesn't rain soon
we're heading straight down
the jaws of this Town...]]> 5291643 no no Mon, 09 Nov 2020 13:45:45 +0100 2020-11-09T13:45:45+01:00 3:31