Best of melodic dubstep 2013, by Tim Bryant. Enjoy the two hours journey :).
● Download: tinyurl.com/aj8l7ce
● Best Melodic Dubstep 2016: goo.gl/y6ALX2
● Tracklist
0:00 Embrace One ft. Shaz Sparks — Altitude (Serobliss Remix)
2:58 Day One — Aurora (Dubstep Mix)
5:15 At Dawn We Rage — Always Ahead
7:59 Myon
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No Photos · Don Toliver
Heaven Or Hell
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Co- Producer: Cubeatz
Assistant Mixer: Jimmy Cash
Masterer, Mixer: Mike Dean #MWA
Assistant Mixer: Sage Skolfield
Assistant Mixer: Sean Solymar
Producer: Wondagurl
Writer: Caleb Toliver
Writer: Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde
Writer: Tim Gomringer
Writer: Kevin Gomringer
Lyrics:
I need a hero
Im holding out for a hero til the end of the night
Hes gotta be strong, and hes gotta be fast
And hes gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
Im holding out for a hero til the morning light
Hes gotta be sure, and its gotta be soon
And hes gotta be larger than life
— Directed by Zach Wilson of Two Brothers Films.
Recorded and Mixed by Orion Paradis at www.soulsound.ca
We recognize and thank Creative Saskatchewan for their financial support in the production of this video.
— Lyrics:
Dead Love couldnt go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I aint coming home with you
My lifes a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe dont know what Im gonna do
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee
My squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, miss-spells
Knocks me on my knees
It didnt hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt
Hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in hell Ill be in good company
Dead Love couldnt go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I aint coming home with you
My lifes a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe dont know what Im gonna do
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee
My squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, misspells
Knocks me on my knees
It didnt hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt
Hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in hell Ill be in good company