Music by Nick Rangel.
©Nick Rangel 2025
From the album - Mirrors With Eyes
Artwork by Hello Cdd20

Bounce Back (edit)

ROBBERY

Pulsonix (2025)

Sunday Soft Reset

Sunday Soft Reset (Backing Edit)

lyrics

when you leave
when you leave me
will you let me know
when you leave
when you leave me
will you disappear without a trace
where did you 
where did you go

When You Leave

Industrial drums with noisy ambient and sax solo

1 - C

“ORANATOL” unfolds like a dialogue between cultures, a meeting of Anatolian warmth and Western sophistication. Smooth yet expressive, the track moves in organic waves of improvisation, where mellow guitar lines and soft jazz harmonies breathe with soul.

At around ~78 BPM in D minor, “ORANATOL” balances gentle groove and cinematic stillness. It carries the calm elegance of jazz intertwined with the emotional resonance of Anatolia, a sonic horizon where sunlight fades into melody.

Perfect for reflective evenings, mindful sessions, and creative focus, it embodies the spirit of fusion, where emotion and tradition coalesce.


BPM: ~78 /  Key - Tonality: D minor (approx.) / Dynamic Range: ~21.5 dB /  Spectral Centroid: ~2.8 kHz / Average RMS: –17.2 LUFS /  Stereo Width (Side/Mid): ~0.45 / Gender Energy: eminine-leaning (42M / 58F balance)

Fusion Breakdown: Lo-Fi Chill 20% • Cinematic Ambient 25% • Neo-Soul 20% • Jazz 30% • Experimental 5%

ORANATOL

Memories

Honey on a Razorblade  🔪

​Verse 1 
​Midnight hits, you walk in slow.
Got that sweet, cheap, dangerous glow.
You’re talking smooth, pouring the gin,
Saying, "Baby, let the night begin."
I ain’t blind, I see the twist,
But I love the feeling when I get kissed.
Yeah, you’re good-looking. I give you that.
But you're a trap in a fancy hat.


​Pre-Chorus
​I should run, should walk out the door.
'Cause I know what all that sugar is for.
It ain't love, and it ain't right—
It's just the perfect way to ruin the night.

​Chorus 
​Honey on a razorblade, baby, that’s you.
Sweet on the lips… cuts right through.
You promise heaven, I taste the red.
The prettiest lie I ever been fed.
Honey on a razorblade, yeah, you taste fine.
A beautiful disaster, this fault is mine.


​Verse 2 
​You’re playing shy, like you didn't just lie.
I watch your pupils when you meet my eye.
And I pretend that I don't know the game,
That you don't call every girl the same name.
But darling, I’m worse, I'm already hooked.
A book I know the end of, but still gotta be looked.
You’re the devil’s sugar, I take the dose.
'Cause I hate the taste of anything close.

​Pre-Chorus
​Don’t apologize, don't play the fool.
You’re only honest when your blood runs cool.
So keep your smooth talk, keep your damn line—
I just want the burn, I want the sign.

​Chorus
​Honey on a razorblade, baby, that’s you.
Sweet on the lips… cuts right through.
You promise heaven, I taste the red.
The prettiest lie I ever been fed.
Honey on a razorblade, yeah, you taste fine.
A beautiful disaster, this fault is mine.

​Bridge 
​"You think I don't see the blood on your teeth, darling?
I love the texture. I love the sting.
Don't you get precious with me.
I chose the poison."

Outro 
​Honey on a razorblade...
Yeah, cuts right through...
...Cuts right through...


Honey on a Razorblade  🔪

dont-you-babe-me.mp3

She lets me kiss her face in a public place

She pulls me close like the world’s just melted into space

She wraps me in her arms, no need to chase

She whispers secrets soft, lost in our embrace

I wish I had a fedora right now
Because I adore her right now 
I wish I had a fedora right now
Make me feel good 
make me feel right now

Kiss Her Face

Independent Composer DJ Producer from UK.
I make music that lives between club lights and quiet thoughts.
Real takes, developing layers, human pulse.
Not chasing perfect - just truth, rhythm, and a little bit of soul.
I will listen to your tracks if you repost or like mine - I repost and follow If I like your music!

Sunday Soft Reset (Backing Edit)

Aria Flynn