Real MaDread Or PaDread? Something, Somewhere!

Do I Nothing, Nowhere dread Real Madrid, Ma, Pa, Or You, Indeed? My mom ease soft as silk, my dad tuff as fukk, they roll their eyes at me, the hell? And how about you, Judgess Dread, Real Madrid?

Libor Soural

Feb 05, 2025

… Diss ease as embarrassing as always, you know, Z! Diss ease biohacked wet wet wet youmer, humour ala all the pieces of you fit perfectly in the hole, err, I mean goal inside my Real MaDread heart! ‘Cause you’re so OG, so fuqueen real, Real MaDread.

BTW, TBH, somehow, I always knew you were royalty, your Highness, worthy of a castle, a castle in my sky, or your own castle, my crown off, down to earth! Castles are history, castles are torture chambers, castles are all about culture, what defines us. Black and white, I still wonder why …

Oh how I re-mum-brrrr when I mistook OG, Original Gangster, for Oh God, as OG, but I was just a fukking baby, yours. As a matter of fact, fuqueen, am I L as lowlife, ye, ye? Ne, ne, nena! Bebé, I am your fukking baby, even if you say no, even if you hang up on me! I am the dial tone of your loved one’s phone …

Bebé, something, somewhere, let’s pranktease, err, I nothing, nowhere mean practice sum S-pain-ish, sí? Dale, vale. Drums, not eyes, roll …

Madread - second-person plural imperative of madrear

madrear (vulgar, Mexico) to strong-lee pound a fee-mail, to d-mage, to br-ache (Oops!)

Bebé, something, somewhere, do you get the subtle prank of rough, penetrative sex, haha, err, I mean clit-bumping as a spontaneous greeting or congratulation on the Real Madrid goal or penalty, haha? Yeah, I know, you know, ‘cause I’m not much of an FB fan, football, that ease. Though I F a loot, I still need some welp, err, I mean help with B, you know, ball here, ball there. Who doesn’t wanna score una buena cagada de goles (goal shiiiitload)?

I D what, deplorablee, err, I mean nothing, nowhere descentlee skipping A, C, and E? Shiiiit, that’s el Real Madrid S-candy-low (scandal), drooling out of nowhere, doing a loot of goaling, me nothing, nowhere, bebé, something, somewhere!

Padread - second-person plural imperative of padrear

padrear (intransitive, Spain, slang) to be the very best, to be awesome, to be the boss (Oops!)

My hardcore commie PaDread, top, second from right, securing the perrometer for his little commie Lee at the CzechoSlovak Airlines headquarters in Prague, so that I could pleasurably fly OK worldwide like Casanova, oops, free as a bird, lol!

My tuff as fukk peasant PaDread, bottom, second from right, playing Mr. Nice Guy for the Politburo, was nicknamed “Deadly Hammer & Sickle”, go figure beyond the communist symbol representing proletarian solidarity between agricultural and industrial workers. DHS can stand for Department of Homeland Security, too. LOL. We had a weapon arsenal at home, sooo, as a natural born killer, err, S-killah, I mean peasant thriller I had plenty of adult toys to play with, as a kiddo. The DHS can still operate some heavy agricultural machinery, to highlight his Mr. Nice Guy’s traits.

Oooooooh, you know, Z, and diss ease scary, my Pa, mi padre es el mejor, tremendo, along with my Ma, obviously, estoy orgullosísimo de él, de ellos ambos! In the 70-80s, during Communist rule, he was the d-rector of the maxi-mum security castle pri-son called Mírov, ye, ye, lol! Actually, I’m not following in my Padread’s footsteps that much, per se. I can tell you, though, that it was so much fun and education growing up with real serial killers, sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole, the very worst scum of Czechoslovakia, you know, Z. I mean talking to them comfortably when my dad was babysitting me. Nowadays, my wonderful parents turning 77 babysit a bit differently, which scares the living shiiiiit out of me, when one doesn’t have real serial killers around, missing out on the cozy castle romanticism of a maxi-mum security prison. Crickets! Cringe, err, judge for yourself, Judgess Dread?

That’s how I developed my morbid interest in visiting castles all over Europe, and their torture chambers, respectively. So, at a pretty early age, I started to study psychology on my own in order to understand the true, spooky bestiality of the human nature, why all these intrinsically evil individuals murder again and again before they get caught and locked up for good. It’s the scientific study of the mind and behavior, the mental processes, such as thoughts, feelings, and motives. Later, in the US at Goshen College, Indiana, I continued to delve into abnormal psychology, the study of unusual behaviors, thoughts, and emotions that could be considered mental disorders. Like el freedumb/freedump ma-pa in esoteric love (the treedom map), the fudge!

Ye, ye, it's a branch of psychology that focuses on understanding, diagnosing, and treating mental health conditions. Like the atypical ups and downs of our unhinged yin-yang roller-coaster cars, ne, ne, nena. The term “abnormal” in this context refers to behaviors and mental processes that D-Eve-8 from the norms or expectations of a given society or received torture culture.

Oooooooh, you know, Z, diss ease scary, zoo fukking/fuqueen kravezee or cravedee, how everything D penetrates abnormal psychology, if not my psychic heart, when I should actually penetrate her, the fukk! Nutting, err, I mean nothing is smear, mere evidence, coincidence. Even I get the royal creeps, ye, ye! Ne, ne, nena, no, I’m not a rodeo clown. ‘Cause a rodeo clown, bullfighter or rodeo protection athlete, is a rodeo performer, no BS. These folks entertain crowds during and between rodeo events, such as bull riding and steer roping. While these events take place in the center of the arena, rodeo clowns walk along the outskirts and provide comic narrative, the raw d-oh, without substantially devi8ing from love, me thinks, meh.

And I’m sincerely, almost sadly, aaah F tour what’s under the skirts, not some effing outskirts, what or who hides in the skirts or overalls, not outside, dude, or duda! I do the walk, not the talk, dig it, the Xtreme job!? Kay, sometimes I do the walking while talking, some body’s gotta do the dirty werk, the fukking, the fuqueen. Ye, ye, the chopping, the sticky stuff, the chopsticks! Not the forking, ne, ne, nena, not that kind of vulgarity, err, I mean crime, cuisine! Do the crime, serve the time, ye, ye!

Mi padre, an elite criminal code lawyer with a state police rank, actually wanted me to be a judge, or a detective. “D what? D Tact Eve!” I used to joke bebélickally, Adamlee, really. Or at least a lawyer, not a vigilante, or an adventurer, much less a poet, or a screenwriter. See, to both his disappointment and amazement, I’ve become an FBI, Female Body Inspector, err, I mean FB, FutBolista! Nah, just kidding! Wait, I’m a Pirate, most definitely, always on the lookout and move for a P, oops, pardon me, Poetry, I mean Port, you know what I mean, duh!

Or maybe I’m just a flying Bum who Fs a loot, internationally, lol, seriously. But maybe not. I dunno. You know, Z. Passionately, I’m just waiting for my Real Madrid medal, nothing, nowhere! Aren’t you Judgess Dread? Bebé, something, somewhere?

Shiver

Fake plastic palm trees and cellophane
Concrete and billboards east l.A.
My point of view might disappear
I always feel so small out here

We used to make out in my truck
Said you were in love but not enough
One day you said it's over
Took off to california

Why'd you have to run away?
Be someone that you're not
Now every time I hear your name
My stomach drops

I'm on the other side of the river, river
You're out of town getting high
Watch me shiver, shiver

Dirt roads and drug deals and tweakers
Heartbreak you feel through the speakers
I'm on the other side
Watch me shiver, shiver (shiver, shiver)

I fell asleep by the riverbed
Woke up thought I smelled your cigarettes
Walked home barefoot passed the park
Where you and I fell apart

Why'd you have to run away?
Be someone that you're not
Every time I hear your name
My stomach drops

I'm on the other side of the river, river
You're out of town getting high
Watch me shiver, shiver

Dirt roads and drug deals and tweakers
Heartbreak you feel through the speakers
I'm on the other side
Watch me shiver, shiver

Oh (shiver, shiver)
Oh (shiver, shiver)

Why'd you have to run away?
Be someone that you're not
Every time I hear your name
My stomach drops

I'm on the other side of the river, river
You're out of town getting high
Watch me shiver, shiver

Dirt roads and drug deals and tweakers
Heartbreak you feel through the speakers
I'm on the other side
Watch me shiver, shiver

Oh (shiver, shiver)
Oh (shiver, shiver)

Dirt roads and drug deals and tweakers
Heartbreak you feel through the speakers
I'm on the other side
Watch me shiver, shiver

nothing,nowhere. - reminiscer (Official Audio)

It's too late to save my sanity
You can't expect me to change
It's too late to save my sanity
Some things just won't be the same

I don't wanna hurt, I wanna hide
Fall through the floor in the dirt
Spend some time, uh
By myself inside the Earth
Like what's worse?
Think the burns would hurt
Less than missing her 'cause
I'm just a backwoods boy
Need a break, let me breathe
I'm sick of big city noise
Putting words in my mouth
Reading things online
Think you got me figured out

Change up, I will never change up
White tea in my cup, I been on the same stuff
Wake up, I can never wake up
Stay in bed, skip alarms
Started feeling so stuck

It's too late to save my sanity
You can't expect me to change
It's too late to save my sanity
Some things just won't be the same

Got too many problems of my own now
And if I don't address them I'mma blow now
You know that I'm a mess and I can't slow down
Feel it in my chest, nowhere to go now
Let me be
They won't let me breathe
I can never be
Someone else's remedy

Change up, I will never change up
White tea in my cup, I been on the same stuff
Wake up, I can never wake up
Stay in bed, skip alarms
Started feeling so stuck

It's too late to save my sanity
You can't expect me to change
It's too late to save my sanity
Some things just won't be the same

Small heroes
Me? I'll never change up
Who told you that? Me?
I will never change up.
Not now, not never.
Aw, shit!

nothing,nowhere. - pretend (Official Video)

I can be a burden, baby, I can be a psycho
They call me a mistake and roll me off like a typo
And life just keeps on hitting me, I swear that I'ma fight though
So hit me with your best shot, staring down the rifle
I been looking back, riding on my motorcycle
I remember nights when I was feeling suicidal
I was falling out, boy, dead on arrival
Couldn't see the signs, I was living in denial

I'm on the edge
You're in my head

Tell me you need me
Even when you don't
I don't know when this will end
Tell me you'll stay now
Even if you won't
Baby, we can play pretend, yeah

I guess that what I'm saying is
I'm scared of going back
I remember every struggle, every panic attack
You saw the life inside my eyes fade away over time
I couldn't pick up a guitar
I couldn't think of a rhyme
I needed something to believe in
Somewhere that I could hide
They told me I should start pretending
Always kept it inside
And I was hoping these emotions were a lack of serotonin
Never thought that my own brain could ever turn to an opponent

Tell me you need me
Even when you don't
I don't know when this will end
Tell me you'll stay now
Even if you won't
Baby, we can play pretend

Are you okay, tell me, are you okay?
Nothing to say now, waiting for the breakdown
Are you okay, tell me, are you okay?

Tell me you need me
Even if you don't
I don't know when this will end
Tell me you'll stay now
Even if you won't
Baby, we can play pretend

Are you okay, tell me, are you okay?
Nothing to say now, waiting for the breakdown
Are you okay, tell me, are you okay?
Baby, we can play pretend

nothing,nowhere. - dread (Official Audio)

I look into the mirror, all I'm seeing is a skeleton
I keep losing weight, so they got me taking medicine
I can't go a day without relying on these sedatives
Therapy and doctors, I feel like a specimen

Every fucking night that I've been laying in my bed
Doing all I can to fight the certain sense of dread
Feeling like this panic that I have will never end
And so I fantasize about that gun up to my head, yeah

And now these pills got me feeling asleep
When I'm awake, can't get away
Even when I sleep I feel pain
Vivid visions in the past creeping into my brain
About to break, I just want to feel like I'm sane (yeah)

And I just want to know what I did
Do I deserve this, like why I gotta deal with this shit? Man
And I just wanna know when it happened
When I lost my mind and will I ever truly feel happy? (Motherfucker)

I wanna know when the pain stops
Walking around with the same thoughts
I wanna know when the pain stops
Face down, fucked up with the door locked

I've been fighting this with everything that I have
And I've been trying to separate the good from the bad
Well, I can't see an end to all the pain that I face
I had to cancel the tour, I couldn't take any more

I feel the weight of expectation pressing down on my chest
I feel like everybody has their own belief of what's best
Meditation, medication, should I pray to a god?
I refuse to let this win and be consumed by my thoughts

I wanna know when the pain stops
I wanna know when the pain stops
I wanna know when the pain stops
I wanna know when the pain stops

I wanna know when the pain stops
Walking around with the same thoughts
I wanna know when the pain stops
Face down, fucked up with the door locked

nothing,nowhere.: hammer [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

Yeah

I did it all on my own, no promo
I got fans gettin' tats of my logo
I remember when nobody came to my shows
But I kept on comin' back like a yo-yo

In high school, they would laugh, try to label
Eatin' lunch with nobody at my table
Everyone that used to doubt got a day job
I just made a few stacks off a merch drop

Think it's about time that they go and take me serious
If you not feelin' this, you probably delirious
I'm on one, yes, I'm on one, they could never be
Me, 'cause I'm the reaper in your dreams, 'cause

Think it's about time they trade the clout for sobriety
I can feel the hate buildin' up, it's inside of me
I'm on one, yes, I'm on one, they could never be
Me, 'cause I'm the reaper in your dreams, 'cause

Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin' VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin' two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin' hammer

CDG on my feet when I hop out
Me and Jay on the beat, that's a bop now
Whole squad goin' dumb like it's summer school
I got hits, got smashes like a drummer do

OMG, now you see me on the TV
Went from sellin' beats, to now I'm sellin' CD's
I know you see me, know you need me, but believe me
I feel like dyin' like my name Lil' Weezy

Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin' VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin' two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin' hammer

(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin' hammer)
(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin' hammer)
(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin' hammer)
(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin' hammer)

nothing,nowhere. - sinker (Official Audio)

We try to go back
But it's not the same
You can call back
But I don't know what to say
Was it my fault?
I guess things fade
So when we part ways
Just remember my face

And I'm so low
Tired of feeling like I'm never worth it
Anti-social
I only see the world looking through my curtains
Time wasted
This will never work out, time to face it
No patience
Push you away, jealousy and self-hatred

We try to go back
But it's not the same
You can call back
But I don't know what to say
Was it my fault?
I guess things fade
So when we part ways
Just remember my face
We try to go back
But its not the same
You can call back
But I don't know what to say
Was it my fault?
I guess things fade
So when we part ways
Just remember my face

Why do we keep acting like we're okay?
Feel like someone's always walking out the doorway
All I do is bring you down when I'm with you
I can't call you every time I start to miss you
So tell me
Will I sink or will I swim?
It's like I'm trapped in my skin

We try to go back
But it's not the same
You can call back
But I don't know what to say
Was it my fault?
I guess things fade
So when we part ways
Just remember my face
We try to go back
But it's not the same
You can call back
But I don't know what to say
Was it my fault?
I guess things fade
So when we part ways
Just remember my face

nothing,nowhere. - Fake Friend (Official Video)

Head in the soil
Brain in the clouds
Carousel eyes I'm spinning around
And around and around

I had your back
You turned yours on me
I was so blind, now
It's easy to see, yeah

Think we're slipping
Ice is real thin, thin
Where the hell have you been?
I don't need a fake friend
Keep your distance
Losing you's a win-win
Always gotta pretend
I don't need a fake friend
Hello, hello, hello?
Pick up, pick up the phone
Think we're slipping
Ice is real thin, thin
Where the hell have you been?
I don't need a fake friend

Stuck in thе past or living for now
What is the differencе
If you ain't around
And around, and around

I had your back
You turned yours on me
I was so blind, now
It's easy to see

Think we're slipping
Ice is real thin, thin
Where the hell have you been?
I don't need a fake friend
Keep your distance
Losing you's a win-win
Always gotta pretend
I don't need a fake friend

Nothing,nowhere. - Ornament (Slowed Down)

In time
I'll be hanging on your nightstand by myself
As I sit in the dust while you lay with someone else
And I wish that you could feel how it felt
Knowing I am just an ornament on your shelf

Honestly, you never needed this
I know you got more that you're dealing with
I'm just a burden, I know that
I just wish that I could go back
Funny how everything changes
Old feelings, new faces
They say home is where you make it
Resided in you, now it's vacant

'Cause every single day, I wanna blame myself
I'm with you when you sleep but you're with someone else
And every single day you see my colors fade
I'm just that picture that you haven't thrown away
And I can feel the pain when you see my face
And you can close the drawer but it won't change a thing
Every single day you see my colors fade
I'm just that picture that you haven't thrown away

Now you gotta keep it all in like it's all good
But everything changed when you let me know it could
And you could take it back, I know you would
Won't throw me away when you know you should

Tell me what's real, is it all in my head?
Every night, every word that I said
They say move on but I'm better off dead
How can I sleep when I'm next to your bed?
How can you keep me confined in a frame?
Memories fading, the faces will change
But I still live in your head so I stay
Next to your bed, watch me wither away

'Cause every single day I wanna blame myself
I'm with you when you sleep but you're with someone else
And every single day you see my colors fade
I'm just that picture that you haven't thrown away
And I can feel the pain when you see my face
And you can close the drawer but that won't change a thing
Every single day you see my colors fade
I'm just that picture that you haven't thrown away

In time
I'll be hanging on your nightstand by myself
And I gather dust alone on your shelf

'Cause every single day I wanna blame myself
I'm with you when you're sleeping, you're with someone else
Every single day you see my colors fade
I'm just that picture that you haven't thrown away
And I can feel the pain when you see my face
And you can close the drawer but that won't change a thing
Every single day you see my colors fade
I'm just that picture that you haven't thrown away

Honestly, you never needed this
I know you've got more that you're dealing with
I'm just a burden I know that (I'm just that picture)
I just wish that I could go back (that you haven't thrown away)
Funny how everything changes
Old feelings new faces
They say home is where you make it (I'm just that picture)
Resided in you, now it's vacant (that you haven't thrown away)
Honestly, you never needed this
I know you've got more that you're dealing with
I'm just a burden I know that (I'm just that picture)
I just wish that I could go back (that you haven't thrown away)
Honestly, you never needed this
I know you've got more that you're dealing with
Honestly, you never needed this
Honestly, you never needed this

Nevermore

I'm the light on your shed
Shining through your bedroom window
Keeping you awake
I'm the thoughts in your head
I'm every word you never said
Keeping you awake
Remember me with a smile on my face
So when I'm gone you can know I'm in a better place

I'm not so sure
About anything anymore
I guess I got what I asked for
I've been so sore
From always sleeping on the floor
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna do this anymore

What's the point of waking up?
Why can't I give a fuck?
How can I see the bright side
With the blinds closed and I'm stuck?
They say I'll get it when I'm older
Well, I'm getting close and no closure
Now I'm feeling like it's over
We don't even have to go there
Like damn
Look at my life
Tell me why I can't do anything right
Don't wanna complain so I keep it inside
Losing my mind, wide awake every night
Remember the days at that old cul-de-sac
Feel like that shit was a dream looking back
Now I can't help that I live in the past where nothing will last

I'm not so sure
About anything anymore
I guess I got what I asked for
I've been so sore
From always sleeping on the floor
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna do this anymore

Rodeo Clown

But nothing makes it better
You wouldn’t understand
It’s not the shitty weather
Its just the way I am
Cause he’s a real straight shooter
And I’m the cryin’ fool
You said I was a loser
Did you have to be so cruel
Force my hand
Try to be the bigger man
Well it’s lonely on this ranch
I’m just your rodeo clown
So pick me up just to knock me down
I’m just your rodeo clown
A broken heart and a painted frown
All my friends in the city
But my heart is in Vermont
It don’t matter if she’s pretty
I could never leave the barn
Force my hand
Try to be the bigger man
Well it’s lonely on this ranch
I’m just your rodeo clown
So pick me up just to knock me down
I’m just your rodeo clown
A broken heart and a painted frown

nothing,nowhere. - sayer (Official Audio)

I can still hear it all
Every word that you said gets embedded in my head
When I'm stuck in this bed like
Hard time focusing
All the things never spoke now choking me
Like who you laying with
Who you dating shit
I been on my own
Waiting by the phone
But you never called, no
No, we never saw eye to eye
There's no need to clarify

And I just wanna call you
Tell you that I miss you
Wasn't tryna hurt you
(I was tryna save you)
Now I'm in the motel
Laying in the stairwell
Straight to your voicemail
You know that wasn't my intention
And I never meant for this to happen
I turn regret into a habit
You know that wasn't my intention

There's nothing to say now
There's nothing to say now
There's nothing to say now
There's nothing to say, nothing to say
Say now
There's nothing to say now
There's nothing to say now
There's nothing to say, nothing to say
Say now

How could you be fine when I'm barely getting by?
Like every word you said now, was it all a lie?
Just sucks to feel this way when I know you don't
Why can't I let go?

And I just wanna call you
Tell you that I miss you
Wasn't tryna hurt you (nothing to say now)
Now I'm in the motel
Laying in the stairwell
Straight to your voicemail
You know that wasn't my intention
And I never meant for this to happen
I turn regret into a habit
You know that wasn't my intention

There's nothing to say now

… except that I am the dial tone of your loved one’s phone …

"Your loved one's phone" refers to the mobile phone, our prison, belonging to me, nothing, nowhere you are close to, which contains personal information, photos, messages, and other memories that hold significant sentimental value, bebé, something, somewhere?

nothing,nowhere.: call back (Official Audio)

Rode my bike to your mom's house
Ten miles on the other side of town
I remember everything down to your perfume
Your brother playing Rancid in the back room

Years went by and I'm still stuck
Heard you settled down and you grew up
Tell me, is he everything you wanted?
Really hope so
You deserve the best and nothing less

You held my hands, looked me in the face
You said you needed space
And you never called back
Was I a mistake?
Something to replace?
Someone to throw away?
I'll wait for you to call back

And I've been going through the motions
Even though I've been broken
Even though you left me high and dry
It's a wonder why I'm still hoping

Same shit, just a different day
I don't get why I can't turn the page
Ice cold since you went away
I can feel it all running in my veins
And I can still feel it and
I can still see your reflection

And nowadays I don't feel
Anything but the depression
And I don't get why I can't move
Wanna live in the present
It's like the past is my home and
I'm working on trying to forget it

You held my hands, looked me in the face
You said you needed space
And you never called back
Was I a mistake?
Something to replace?
Someone to throw away?
I'll wait for you to call back

Well, I don't want to wake up anymore
When every day is feeling
Longer than the day before
You got, well, everything that you asked for
Just let me be face down on the fucking floor

You held my hands, looked me in the face
You said you needed space
And you never called back
Was I a mistake?
Something to replace?
Someone to throw away?
I'll wait for you to call back

Do you forgive me?
Took you for granted and
I brought this on myself
'Cause I'll forgive you for leaving me
It was all my fucking fault

Clase madreada, o sea, putiada! (verbal abuse, scolding, to put it mildly and gREYishly, it’s deePlee purrsonal and colourful)

FYI, and mine, purring is synonymous with “I love you.”, not “You pound me.”, the fukk! Slow blinks are one of the clearest ways a cat demonstrates quick affection. For cats, closing their eyes in the glowing presence of another animal, e.g. Lee with his snake, the doggie, is a huge dragon sign of thrust, purr, trust! ‘Cause you’re so OG, so fuqueen real, Real MaDread! Did you just blink? Do you blink this often, like royally?

The truth sets me free in my cell.

Epiphany Beyond A Biblical Scale

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