Clambrain - Close Enough 
Out Now - https://clambrain.fanlink.to/closeenough 

Watch the Music Video - https://youtu.be/qUlaX76VNdo

Artwork by Nathan Owens
Guitars performed by Devon Runco
Mastered by Matthew Wolk Mastering - www.matthewwolkmastering.com

Follow Clambrain - https://clambrain.biglink.to/clambrain

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Close Enough

Search for connection. Avoid the parts that bruise. Still tender. We better,
Brace for protection. Don’t wanna love and lose. 
We just want a lover, or maybe we want two. Will we learn to balance, 
Between a smother and hardly staying true? 

Keep on lookin. Oh I want you to notice. 
Just don’t make it obvious when we’re tryna focus. 
We don’t want to waste no time or attention,
So if you really want to leave. Oh I’m gonna letcha. I’m gonna letcha, then try to forgetcha.   

Play with my heart. It’s ok. It’s too hard,
To say what we feel.

Oh no. I don’t wanna know.

Don’t make it serious.
One of us can go when it’s close enough.
Keeping me curious. 
I don’t wanna know.

I like a secret. Who would disagree? It’s not like I'm dying to,
Finally meet you. No more casualties. 
We need the tension. We need mystery. Don’t let the situation,
Go from confession to catastrophe.  

We know were not going to get any closure,
So If you really want to stay, I’ll letcha sleep over. 
Doing what we can avoiding aggression,
But if it keeps making us feel good, we’ll keep on undressin. 
Keep on undressin. Not learning our lesson.

Play with my heart. It’s ok. It’s too hard,
To say what we feel. It’s ok. It’s not real. It’s not real.

Close Enough

Clambrain - Eden Of The Sea
Out Now - 

Artwork by Chandler Bargreen - http://chandlerbargreen.com/
Mastered by Matthew Wolk Mastering - www.matthewwolkmastering.com

Fork In The Trail
Music and lyrics by Remy Morritt
Additional Lyrics by Clambrain
Bass performed and recorded by Remy Morritt
Guitars performed by Owen Thayer
Drum loops by Abformal Recordings - https://abformalrecordings.bandcamp.com/ 

She Used To Be Mine
Guitars recorded and performed by Clambrain and Demarcus Baysmore

Follow Clambrain - clambrain.biglink.to/clambrain

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Eden Of The Sea

Resting on an ocean floor where no one cares to look,
A hidden cavern through a door made up of sunken wood. 

Dazzling light escapes between the threshold and it’s gate. 
Enter those who brave the deep to dance and sing. They believe. The Eden of the Sea.

Down here the water feels so pleasant. Tonight is gonna shine,
Bright from the bioluminescence.

All the coolest creatures know the scene here.
They’re swimming in time.
Not gonna leave. Long as I can breath I’ll be here. I’ll be here. 

We’re moving though a liquid velvet.
Soaking sexy lace,
On a coral floor that’s funky psychedelic. 

Flow through the current. Keep on splashing.
Drink spilling down my face. 
Say goodbye to our worries. They’re not lasting. 
We’re moving past them. 

Finally finding our place in the streamline.
Below life is so much more simplified.
Now we wish to be weightless, and realize,
Oh, how we’re floating in paradise.

Go to the disco that’s the deepest. 
The Eden of the Sea.
Dreamers dancing like we need this, all sleepless.

All the sirens do their hypnotizing.
At least it’s working on me. 
Ladies shaking the sequins on their thighs, and everyone’s thriving. 

Finally finding our place in the streamline.
Oh, feel our souls start to come alive. 
We’re not facing the day. We won’t say goodbye. 
Let’s go where we won’t see the sun rise.

Diving further than we thought we’d ever go to dance. 
It’s like a life that we forgot, or where it all began.

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Fork In The Trail

Every once in a while,
I start feelin my uncertain style. 
Don’t got a lot goin on in my head,
But I never need to force a smile. 
Just rub the ball. Blow on the globe,
And wipe away the breathy glow. 
I see myself at the fork in the trail. 
Don’t care which way I gotta go. 

What’s that sound? Nobody told me it was gonna go down,
At the fork in the trail. I can’t really tell,
Which is the high road. Oh, turn around. 

Laid back. I’m not tryna to win. 
I’m as thick as the lagoon I’m in.
Sorry leisure. My life is a game,
And I play by taking oxygen.
A pebble drops. The ripples begin,
Scintillating on the water below.
I see myself at the fork in the trail. 
Don’t care which way I gotta go. 

No. I’m not a hooligan. 
I’m caught slippin all alone in the pool again. 
I’m making new friends on the street. 
How I stay cool standing here in the heat?

Well I don’t. I’m just out here fakin all of this. 
Get some help from your local radio psychologist. 
Opposites encourage me, a jolly nihilist. Got a pocket full of monkeys, but I won’t make a wish. 

I’ll never run it again. One time is all I need to misunderstand. 

Teeth all falling in fear. Who cares? Eat sugar, slender, in cashmere. 

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She Used To Be Mine

She skipped the line.
You go and meet her inside. 
I kinda get the sense,
You’re more than just a friend.
Yeah, Isn’t it nice? 

She drinks a Paloma.
She pulls you in closer. 
It may be strange, but I hope she don’t make you cry,
Even though I don’t know ya. 

Ooh she used to be mine.
Ooh she used to be my girl.

She pulls in your jacket.
Don’t it feel fantastic,
When you touch her lips. When you grab her hips,
She move like magic.

You see why she’s special.
She move like the devil.
She gonna cast a spell, and drag you straight to hell,
If you ain’t careful. Be careful.

Fork In The Trail

Grind

Too much shit to do. 
Not enough time to do it. 
I could never do it all. 

Too proud. Too busy. 
I’m so tough. 
I work until I’m dizzy. 
It’s never enough. 

Better hustle. It’s my culture. 
I ain’t no dead beat. 
Hang around like a vulture,
Or become dead meat.

Oh god! I’m so afraid.
I see my list grow every day.
Busier than ever before.
Check something off then add two more.

Out here surviving. 
Is there a point? 
Fuck me for even trying.
I’m just making noise.

You’re spending. Well, I’m whoring.
Sleep when I’m dead. 
Better tired than boring. 
I’d eat the flesh off children just to get ahead.

Look at me now. I bare my soul.
There is no end. There is no goal. 
A foolish race against a clock,
That ticks in your head. It never stops. 

Not enough time to.
Fallin behind, yuh.
Losing my mind.
Live for the grind.
Gotta remind ya.
Too much shit, and not the time to do it.

Grind

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Dvale is Norwegian for "hibernate."

This project is a compilation of sorts, both unreleased and released tracks alike that never found a home. I want to sincerely thank everyone who has been a part of my journey, your support has been one of the few constants in my life which I have been able to count on, thank you. 

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TRACKLIST:
1. nightshade_sahara
2. when i think of u 
3. forged by the water
4. green monarch ridge
5. save.point
6. grass.bed
7. mountainsong
8. sword dance
9. aquian
10. electric owls
11. i sleep fine
12. safezone
13. a little while longer
14. shadow
15. cloud temple zone

Art by borealism

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D͡ ̶Ѵ̡ Ⱥ́ Ŀ ͟Ɛ  [LP]

Be Real
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Music written by Sean Croizier
Vocals and acoustic guitar by Sean Croizier
Bass and keys by Evan Captain
Drums by Kyle Todaro
Electric guitar by Austin Dean
Recorded at Chartreuse Muffin Studio - http://www.chartreusemuffinstudio.com
Mixed by Cameron Brownell - https://soundcloud.com/cameronbrownell
Mastered by Matthew Wolk Mastering - http://www.matthewwolkmastering.com/

Be Real

This is the first single from the "Decimator" project headed by myself and Jacob Craner. There will be more to come....

Kyle: Bass, Guitar, Vox

Jacob: Drums, Background Vox, Mixing
https://soundcloud.com/jdcie

Mastered by Matthew Wolk Mastering www.matthewwolkmastering.com/

Pic Credit: Peter Hilgendorf
https://www.instagram.com/peterhilgendorf/?hl=en

2B Modern

Single from the upcoming album "Starblazer"

Starblazer

MIX: @soffos
MASTER: @matthew-wolk-mastering

We Belong Together - Soffos Remix

Biddadat - Carplane - Before & After Mastering Sample

~Music Video to When Ya Hustle: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKY75-gwoM4
• Performed By: Cytrus
• Produced By: Cytrus
• Engineered By: Jared Squires, Owen Mayo
• Mix/Master By: Jared Squires

Jared Squires - guitar
Owen Mayo - guitar
Luke Nevills - bass
Brandon Hailey - saxophone
Sean Connelly - keys
Alex Dean - synthesizer 
Trevor Church - drums
Jeran Plumacher - percussion 

*** SOCIAL MEDIA/MUSIC
• https://www.cytrusband.com
• https://www.soundCloud.com/cytruscytrus 
• https://www.facebook.com/cytrusmusic
• https://www.twitter.com/cytrusmusic
• https://www.instagram.com/cytrusmusic 

*** INQUIRIES
contact@cytrusband.com

When Ya Hustle

An experimental electronic piece. The idea was to combine some heavy dubwubs with some sweaty jungle trance. Real sweaty. As for Timothy... he's just a product of me being bored at work.

Grind

Biddadat

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