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R&B & Me

Story of my life. for your entertainment purposes only.

Traumas

Can we admit you're too chicken to cum?
Standing in the mirror taking pictures for fun
Can we admit that you fucked with my energy?
Lovers from the start, now I'm ending with an enemy

You tore me up like paper then call me "Troublemaker"
I went further than them, it went deeper than that
You were the instigator, you set me up for later
I'm not letting it go, it's much deeper than that

I won't outstay my welcome, you can fade and you can crack
You can call me when you need me, I will never call you back

You can't forget what's been forgotten
You lie to them then lie to me
And I don't think about you often
You were just a fantasy
I can get my life back, watch your life unfold
You can watch me bounce back
You were never in control (Control)

Can we admit that you're spun out your mind?
Up for 90 hours, just wasting my time
Can we admit that you said you were into me?
Said I was a sequel when in fact I was a trilogy

You tore me up like paper then call me "Troublemaker"
I went further than them, it went deeper than that
You were the instigator, you set me up for later
I'm not letting it go, it's much deeper than that

I won't outstay my welcome, you can fade and you can crack
You can call me when you need me, I will never call you back

You can't forget what's been forgotten
You lie to them then lie to me
And I don't think about you often
You were just a fantasy
I can get my life back, watch your life unfold
You can watch me bounce back
You were never in control (Control)

Don't you backpedal
I said "Don't you backpedal"
Don't you backpedal, baby
'Cause you said what you said
Don't backpedal, baby
'Cause you said what you said
What you said, what you said

You can't forget what's been forgotten
You lie to them then lie to me
And I don't think about you often
You were just a fantasy
I can get my life back, watch your life unfold
You can watch me bounce back
You were never in control (Control)

Control

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✨ Left On Read – Kitka × David Lung ✨

A story of love, silence, and the weight of unanswered messages.
This duet dives deep into the reality of our generation – ghosting, late-night scrolling, the pressure of social media, and the emptiness behind perfect profiles.

🎤 With David Lung’s raw, emotional delivery and Kitka’s dreamy, haunting vocals, “Left On Read” captures the exact feeling of being close but still miles apart.
© 2025 Kitka & David Lung. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting of this recording prohibited.

Lyrics & Vocals: Kitka × David Lung
Production: [Ralf Erdmann]
Released: 2025

Left On Read – Kitka (ft. David Lung)

Rollcoaster

On My Own Terms, And Tears

“All I Need (Here and Now)”

Met a Guy

You met a Guy

The Watchers (Downtempo Chill Mix)

He must be a superhero , nothing you do makes him bleed. “Injustice League” flips the comic book fantasy into a love story gone cold, where saving the day means saving yourself.

Inspiration: The Justice League
Emotionland : 12/12/2025 🎡🎢❤️‍🩹

Injustice League

Off My Chest

A velvet-smooth journey through late-night cravings, heartbreak, and desire. VellaTone blends sultry R&B, Trap/Soul, and raw honesty in every track. “Love, Lust, Etc.” is your new favorite after-hours confession.

#VellaTone #LoveLustEtc #RnB #TrapSoul #NeoSoul #VelvetSongstress #NewMusic #LateNightVibes #IndieArtist #FemaleVocalist #90sRnBRevival #MoodMusic #SoulMusic

Vella's on Apple Music

Come See What’s Up

Parking lot haloed in sodium glare,
beer foam drying on my sleeve.
Your laugh ricochets off dented sedans,
a spark jumping cables in my chest.
Chain-link fence chews the moon in half,
we move in the frame of the security cams.
Your boots drag gravel into rhythm,
Jaws clenched on something unspoken.
(Night leans in, smelling blood and flame)

We don’t knock—we break the hinge,
coats split, grip slick, knuckles singe.
Sweat slides hot down collarbones,
eyes cut like hard metal in throats.
(The feedback makes one long scream)

We bite back in the floodlight,
bare teeth, no apology.
Hands up, hearts out, lungs on fire—
the ground shakes because we’re still standing.
We bite back in the floodlight,
let it burn our names clean.
If the roof comes loose tonight,
we go with it—screaming, undefeated.

Outside smells like perfume and raincoats,
someone’s elbow kisses my ribs hard.
Your mouth tastes like copper and mint,
words are lost as the bass creeps in.
Glass singing cracks under all the boots.
Bottle games shattered after they spin
Fists rise, in the air find their roots—
no one here is innocent.
(The street caves in, gravity picks a side)

Monitors bleed, thin wires pulled tight,
I catch your grin through the strobe—
every smile comes with a knife inside.
bodies ram into bodies, no one in control
(The moment snaps, bright and violent)

We bite back in the floodlight,
bare teeth, no apology.
Veins on fire, ears blown wide—
every new hit rewrites history.
We bite back in the floodlight,
let it scorch our skin.
If the walls start breathing smoke,
we want it louder, ready to dive in.

Alley steam blows from a sewer mouth,
Hear the popo coming from blocks away.
Lipstick smeared like a dare on your cheek,
Can't tell the difference between shaking and laughing.
Soaked shirts cling like clothes aren't needed
We lean against brick warm from the dance,
My throat is raw, but still hungry.
The sirens ring louder than the amps.
(High on watching the wreck we made.)

Streetlight stutters, tags us twice,
buzz-count verdict: real tonight.
Tomorrow is a killer, cold, precise,
It keeps its distance—not in this fight
(We're here to beat fear to death)

We bite back in the floodlight,
bare teeth, no apology.
Scars fresh, spirits loud—
the noise is a second home to me.
We bite back in the floodlight,
let it brand us free.
If the dark wants a piece of us,
It's gonna choke if it tries to touch me

(Mic squeal bleeds into open air,
drums fade like a pulse sun setting.
We walk off ringing, hot dripped, alive—
lights dying behind us, but never forgetting.)


Bite Back (Riot)

Belle Kavangh, a 25-year-old vocalist and producer born in Atlanta, Georgia, and moved to Trenton, Michigan at age 4.  She brings soulful depth and emotional clarity to every track she touches. With roots in gritty Midwest storytelling and a voice that cuts through both melody and memory, she blends vulnerability and strength effortlessly — often adding raw texture to her brother's work as the two shape a unique sound from their shared history.

On My Own Terms, And Tears

Belle Kavangh

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