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🎧 Lyrics:
Oh, 21
The sun is nearly gone
I’ve been awake for way too late
For way too long
Oh, suddenly 
I’m not who I once was
Or who I wanna be
I’m a sad boy in a sweater

Waste my time
And for what I don’t know why
For what I don’t know why
But I, live my life
And when that plan fails
I’ll be someone else
Like a sad boy in a sweater

But oh no there you go again
Talkin to the wall for hours
Are you listening with that blank stare on your face
But the advice is free
A win for him a win for me
And that’s called symbiosis

Waste my time
And for what I don’t know why
For what I don’t know why
But I, live my life
And when that plan fails
I’ll be someone else
Like a sad boy in a sweater

🎶 Mixed & co-produced by Luke Otwell
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🎶 Mastered by Alex Saltz of APS Mastering
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🎶 Released by Sonder House
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Will Paquin - 21

Circles

I like secrets, I can’t tell you now 
How I’m thinking, how to lay it out 
Plain and simple, you can say it slow
I want more 

No my timing isn’t perfect babe
But my time is more than anything 
You can find it almost anywhere 
But you want mine 

My hands, they get so ansty 
Your eyes, they get to dancing
Oh you’re my type, romantic
Tell me if you feel it babe 

I’m waiting on that contact high
Pick me up, then blow my mind 
Let it cook till we collide 
Waiting, waiting 
I’m waiting on that contact high

I don’t care who’s listening 
They gon’ be alright 
And maybe I’m too proud 
And maybe I’m too shy 

Figure skating, spinning circles 
Talking out my mind 
You know me so well
Tell me ‘bout your life 

I’m waiting on that contact high
Pick me up, then blow my mind 
Let it cook till we collide 
Waiting, waiting 
I’m waiting on that contact high

Contact High

digital

You Wouldn't Believe (Prod. eeryskies)

All I Do (Prod. noizy)

It is time, it is time 
Es ist Zeit  Es ist Zeit
Tired of paying for thieves 
Tired of paying for killers 
Tired of paying for liars 
Fed up with polluters

We want more dreamers 
We want more colors 
We only want happiness 
We want to love flowers
 We want to talk about the heart 
We want to dance for hours!
Long live the Dreamers 
Long live the Colours
 Long live happiness
 Long live the Flowers
 Long live the Hearts 
Long live the Dancers
 Long live the Singers!  
Vive les rêveurs ! (Dreamers) 


Our words are simple but clear. The most beautiful songs of love, respect, tolerance, dreams… were written. Unfortunately it is always the world of guns, violence, destruction that we hear louder. The law of the strongest is always the best. The voice of the weakest or seemingly weakest, the being who speaks to birds, who likes to look at the moon rather than walk on it, is always perceived as poetry but not life. We have had enough. We want artists for president everywhere!  
We want this world to put forward good people, rather than liars, thieves, criminals, polluters. We mean it and we display it. Show your smile if you want to be with us. The little prince for president of the universe!
Finally, we have chosen a symbol of hope for this title. Pinocchio can change, can stop lying. Both symbolizes our world, the lie of everybody, as well as its remedy. The latter belongs to each and everyone, and begins with oneself.
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Il est l’heure, il est l’heure…
 Es ist Zeit  Es ist Zeit
Il est l’heure.
Marre de payer pour des voleurs 
Marre de payer pour tueurs 
Marre de payer pour menteurs  
Marre des pollueurs
Vive les Rêveurs 
 Vive les Couleurs
 Vive les Bonheurs
 Vive les Fleurs
 Vive les Cœurs
 Vive les Danseurs
 Vive les Chanteurs !

Nous on veut Plus de rêveurs  
Nous on veut Plus de couleurs 
Nous on veut Que du bonheur
Marre des pollueurs  
Vive les rêveurs !

Marre de payer pour des voleurs 
Marre de payer pour des tueurs 
Marre de payer pour des menteurs  
Marre des pollueurs
Il est l’heure.

Vive les rêveurs ! 


Nos mots sont simples et clairs. Les plus belles chansons d’amour, de respect, de tolérance, de rêve… ont été écrites. Malheureusement c’est toujours le monde du canon, de la violence, de la destruction que, plus fort, nous entendons. La loi du plus fort est toujours la meilleure. La voix du plus faible ou qui semble le plus faible, l’être qui parle aux oiseaux, qui aime regarder la lune plutôt que marcher dessus, est toujours perçu comme de la poésie, mais pas de la vie. Nous, nous en avons assez. Nous voulons des artistes pour président de partout ! 
 Nous voulons que ce monde mette en avant les gens biens, plutôt que les menteurs, les voleurs, les criminels, les pollueurs. Oui nous pensons être mieux que des menteurs, des criminels, des voleurs et des pollueurs de ce monde. Nous le pensons et nous l’affichons. Affiche ton sourire si tu veux être avec nous. Le petit prince pour président de l’univers !
Pour finir, nous avons choisi un symbole d’espoir pour ce titre. Pinocchio peut changer, peut arrêter de mentir. Il symbolise à la fois notre monde, le mensonge de chacun, autant que son remède. Ce dernier appartient à chacun et commence par soi.

L'heure

Sometimes I think that there's
A better place to be than here
And I could be there right now
Instead of being right here

But when the night falls down
And the lights blur out
I start to see things clear
Maybe I’m right where I should be

'Cause we all get lost sometimes somehow
Finding our way

And every road I take feels like it's winding
But somehow I end up where I belong
In the chaos and the noise, I find my voice
my inner pulse it's my song

When the night falls down
And the lights blur out
I start to see things clear
Maybe I'm right where I should be
'Cause we all get lost sometimes somehow
Finding our way in this big old town

In the silence I hear the beat of my heart
Drawing me closer this is where it starts
When everything crumbles and I'm holding on
The fire inside me won't ever be gone

But when the night falls down
And the lights blur out
I know deep inside I've got it all
But when the night falls down
And the lights blur out
The fire inside me won't ever be gone

A Better Place

"Pilot" is my debut EP, set to release on September 6, 2024, across all platforms. It showcases my first exploration into music, blending influences from R&B artists and contemporary hip-hop rappers.

In My Arms

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Lyrics:

Fuck a hoe get sturdy finish quick I’m feelin dirty
I’m gon drown in her lust, gon down a fifth I’m feeling flirty
She too shallow, too murky, too much too keep me workin
At the gallows seen me lurking, ain’t enough that shits concerning
Big stilettos, That bitch ghetto, pick her flowers from the meadow
Amaretto to my temple,  down a bottle its too simple 
I don’t fuck with her feelings I just tell her that I love her
I’m a coward, I’m too sour, just enough to make her shudder

I wait all day for you to show me what you taught me
I love the way you’re lyin’ to my face, just say it softly
Aye baby tell me what you mean
If I ain’t hold you down you’d be fuckin with the team
Am I right or am I wrong? I think I’m right babe
I don’t think I’m worried bout some drama in the first place
Have a nice day, baby come my way, love it when you say
I’m too comfortable with you I kinda wish that you would stay

Fuck a hoe get sturdy finish quick I’m feelin dirty
I’m gon drown in her lust, gon down a fifth I’m feeling flirty
She too shallow, too murky, too much too keep me workin
At the gallows seen me lurking, ain’t enough that shits concerning
Big stilettos, That bitch ghetto, pick her flowers from the meadow
Amaretto to my temple,  down a bottle its too simple 
I don’t fuck with her feelings I just tell her that I love her
I’m a coward, I’m too sour, just enough to make her shudder  
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Cut You Off

Behram Shah

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