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Tonio Armani - "Karma" (Be Careful)

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Karma

Leave Me My Soul

Leave Me My Soul feat. Prestige

Cut Ties

Cry Baby

Shame the Devil

Everyday (365)

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Stand On My Love

Rather Have You

We Was So Gone

I Need Love-Tesehki

Violet

Breathe

"Sinful Hours" is a sensual and passionate song about giving in to temptation and desire during the late hours of the night. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of an intense, secretive encounter where inhibitions are cast aside. The song captures the heat of the moment—fuelled by tequila, physical attraction, and an unspoken understanding between two lovers.

"Sinful Hours"

Three a.m. and your eyes are locked on mine
Tequila's got me doin' things that cross the line
My nails leave marks across your skin
Mmmmh, the night is young, let's begin
Your touch ignites what I try to hide
Got me confessin' thoughts I can't disguise

I'm not the type to lose control
But tonight I'm breakin' all my rules
Ooooh, ooooh, MOOORE! 

These sinful hours, takin' me down
Bodies entangled, not making a sound
These sinful hours, wicked and deep
Markin' your body with secrets we keep
Mmmmh, mmmmh, mmmmh

Curtains drawn but the moonlight slips between
Illuminatin' all the places you've been
Your mouth finds spots that make me writhe
Got me beggin' like it's my last night
Perfume mingling with what we've done
Ooooh, ooooh, COOOME!
Mmmmh, mmmmh, mmmmh

Sinful Hours

This introspective song explores themes of internal conflict, spiritual struggle, and moral duality. The narrator grapples with self-worth while acknowledging hidden darkness ("evil under the hood"), caught between aspirations for growth and relapse into destructive patterns. Repeated motifs of resistance to faith/reason, hopeless interventions, and sorrowful reflection reveal a cyclical battle with personal demons and identity crises.

I STAND IN THE WAY

A late-night confession wrapped in warm synths and soft low-end. “We Can’t Say Goodnight” lives in that neon hour where you swear you’ll leave…but don’t. Velvet vocals, lingering bass, and slow-burn drums hold the moment just past goodbye fingertips on the doorframe, eyes saying stay. It’s lust, but it’s also mercy: letting the night breathe a little longer.

Can't Say Goodnight

"Separate Rooms"

(Lyrics)

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

The TV's on mute, just... watchin' the colors flash.

You're curled up on the sofa... I'm just... watchin' the ash

from the incense... do that... 'thing' where it falls.

I'm... countin' the new cracks... in the plaster on the walls.

This... this air is heavy. Thick.

You... you haven't looked up... I haven't... said shit.

We just... 'co-exist'... in the... 'same... frame.'

Two... 'different'... 'players'... in a... 'broken... game.'

We're just... two ghosts... in the same... zip code.

Runnin' up the meter on a... life that we... 'postponed.'

This silence... got its own kinda... soundtrack.

It's... 'louder'... than when we... used to 'fight back.'

I think that spider plant is... dying. I should... water it.

Kinda... 'metaphorical'... if I'm... 'honest... with it.'

But... I'm just... sittin' here... kinda... 'stuck in it.'

Yeah... just... 'stuck in it.'

(Chorus 1) 

We're just... separate rooms

In a house that we... built... just to 'share.'

I can... 'hear' you breathing...

But I... 'don't know'... if you're... 'there.'

We're just... static and distance

A... 'beautiful'... mistake...

And I'm... 'too tired'... to 'fix it.'

And you're... 'too scared'... to 'break.'

(Verse 2) 

I wonder... what you're... 'readin' on that screen.

Is it... 'me'? Is it... 'him'? Is it... 'just another scene'

from a... life that you'd... 'rather' be... 'livin' in?

I'm... 'drownin''... and you're not even... 'givin' in'

to the... 'urge'... to 'save me.'

Or... 'maybe'... I'm... 'supposed'... to 'save you.'

But... 'who'... 'saves'... 'who'?

When we're... 'both'... just... 'passin' through.'

I... I trace the... 'water ring'... on the... 'wood grain.'

...That 'stain'... is... 'permanent.'

Remember... 'when'... we... 'danced in the... rain'?

That... 'sounds'... 'corny'... [chuckles] ... 'I know.'

But... 'now'... the 'thought'... it just... 'bores me.'

Or... 'scares me.'

Yeah... that's... that's probably it.

This... 'comfort'... is a... 'counterfeit.'

(Chorus 2) 

We're just... separate rooms

In a house that we... built... just to 'share.'

I can... 'hear' you breathing...

But I... 'don't know'... if you're... 'there.'

We're just... static and distance

A... 'beautiful'... mistake...

And I'm... 'too tired'... to 'fix it.'

And you're... 'too scared'... to 'break.'

(Bridge) 

Maybe this... 'silence'... is the... 'real relationship' now.

Maybe we're just... 'too polite'... to 'take a bow'

and 'end the show.'

'Cause it's... 'easier'... to 'let it ride.'

Than to... 'look up'... and 'say what's on your mind.'

This... 'comfort'... is a... 'cage.'

We're just... 'actors'... stuck... on the 'same... page.'

Yeah, this... 'comfort'... is a 'cage.'

(Final Chorus / Climax) 

We're just... separate rooms

(Just... separate rooms...)

In a house that we... built... just to 'share.'

(We're... not... 'there'...)

I can... 'hear' you breathing...

(Yeah... I'm... 'breathing'...)

But I... 'don't know'... if you're... 'there.'

(I'm... 'not... there'...)

We're just... static and distance

(So much... 'distance'...)

A... 'beautiful'... mistake...

And I'm... 'too tired'... to 'fix it.'

(Too... 'tired'...)

And you're... 'too scared'... to 'break.'

(Too... 'scared'...)

(Outro)

Separate Rooms

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Rather Have You

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