J. Macken

J. is 63 years old. He is the Acoustic Guitarist of Memorize the city. J. is also known as "Spoiler boy". J. is located in Moscow at Frank Underwood Gym MOS.

J. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.

Seattle, 9:99 on the clock

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Song Details

Seattle, 9:99 on the clock is Anthem music in tempo Vivace. The music is perfect and the lyrics are revolutionary. The song was written 9/2/2008 by J. Macken. The originality is incredible.

Fame: 100
Popularity:
Stage Potential: 30
Genre: Punk Rock
Owner: Kostras Españolas
First Revealed: 9/2/2008 * Songs this old don't have an accurate release date and are considered to be revealed the same day they were composed.

Dominant Instruments

Bass Guitar
Electric Guitar
Lead Vocals
Drums

Special Lyrics

It’s true that we still do sleep
And for that awakening
If there was no reason to dream
The pain darkens the city
And fills us with noise at each sunrise

NineNinety-Nine on the clock
The principle of your illusion
Seattle at dusk
The captain Pettiness
That herd of blind, deaf, dumb

I am tired of endure
Throw out everything purposely
And re-lift
Chew in each nightfall
Your double standards
Forced to believe
In another day gray
Why?! X3

NineNinety-Nine on the clock
One day in your reality
Seattle begins to mute
The captain is now Solitude
That herd of dead, sad, sick

NineNinety-Nine on the clock
One day more going crazy
Seattle begins to remember
The captain was Dirt
And that herd does not wake up

I am tired of endure
Throw out everything purposely
And re-lift
Chew in each nightfall
Your double standards
Forced to believe
In another day gray
Why?! X3

For us, for you, for them…
Always forced to look the other way
Where we have been forced to watch
Already beginning to be tired
Is Revolution? It starts with self-destruction