🔊 Satin sheets still smell like sin– A Sin You Can Still Taste

A slow-burning ode to the kind of love that lingers long after it's gone.
"Satin sheets still smell like sin" dives deep into the space between desire and regret – where shadows kiss the skin, guilt feels like lace, and memories haunt like perfume on satin sheets.
For lovers of late-night confessions, smoky vocals, and bittersweet soul.

🎧 Written to ache. Sung to remember.
#NeoSoul #AltRnB #AftertasteOfYou #LateNightVibes #DarkPop #EmotionalR&B


Satin sheets still smell like sin

[Verse 1]
Satin sheets still smell like sin
I trace your ghost across my skin
Swore I’d quit this kind of fire
But I still ache to burn again
You left your heat between my thighs
Now even daylight feels like lies

[Pre-Chorus]
I sip regret like morning wine
But I’d still taste you every time

[Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Lingers sweet and cruel
Like perfume on my pillow
Or a flame that never cools
No prayer can undo
What we did at half-past two
Still dripping in your shadow
No matter what I do

[Verse 2]
Ash on lips and tangled hair
My conscience waits, but I don’t care
You said my name like it was sin
Now I crave that voice again
I wear this guilt like Sunday lace
But miss the wreckage of your grace

[Bridge]
You were my sweetest damage
A thrill I’d choose again
A phantom in my bloodstream
Disguised as medicine
And every time I surface
You pull me back inside—
A spell I never asked for
But I never tried to fight

[Final Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Burns like something true
You branded me in silence
And I broke too soon
Still drunk on all we knew
Still shaking in your bloom
This ache won’t fade with time—
I live in the aftertaste of you

Satin sheets still smell like sin

Berlin is not a love song.
It’s a memory you can’t hold,
a spark that burned too fast,
a night that felt more real than most days.

This track captures the wild pulse of a moment —
when someone walks into your life like a storm
and leaves before the sky clears.

You were Berlin.
Not the city. The feeling.


Berlin ist kein Lovesong.
Es ist eine Erinnerung, die man nicht festhalten kann,
ein Funke, der zu schnell verglüht,
eine Nacht, die echter war als viele Tage.

Dieser Track fängt den rohen Puls eines Moments ein –
wenn jemand wie ein Sturm ins Leben rauscht
und wieder verschwindet, bevor der Himmel aufreißt.

Du warst Berlin.
Nicht die Stadt. Das Gefühl.

Berlin

You said, “Don’t ask me where I’m from”
Lit a smoke and bit your thumb
Your laugh was sharp, your eyes were wired
A fuse that never once got tired

You moved like you were on parole
Stole my drink, then stole my soul
Said, “This night’s got teeth, don’t blink”
And vanished faster than I think

You were Berlin
Not the city, but the sin
Midnight cigarette grin
Chaos under my skin
You were Berlin
No beginning, no win
Just a storm I ran into
And hoped would never end

We broke a lock to climb a roof
Screamed the stars like it was proof
That some things shine when they’re about to fall
And some don’t need a name at all

Your boots kicked sparks, your voice cut air
You kissed like truth, but didn’t care
Said, “Nothing’s real that lasts too long”
Then vanished in a fading song

You were Berlin
Not the skyline, but the spin
A dare wrapped in a hymn
No mercy, only grin
You were Berlin
No reason, no skin
Just a heat that pulled me in
And left me high as sin

And if you vanish in the morning—
Then Berlin was real for a night

Berlin

🎵 Don’t call the cops, just roll with it- (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent) 🎶

✨ A remake of an extremely popular Brady kent song. 

A provocative look into the world of fashion, trendy clothes and styles. 'Dont call the cops just roll with it. She's at a gig in cherry red lipstick', needs humming in the shower before you got out for the evening.

Step into the raw, edgy world of  the "Heroin Chic Look" , a provocative indie anthem that challenges societal standards and explores the allure of rebellion and unconventional beauty. 
With striking lyrics and a mesmerizing melody, this track boldly stands out as a fearless statement on individuality and expression.

 The official lyric video brings the song’s essence to life with captivating visuals that mirror its artistic and unapologetic tone. Whether you’re a fan of indie music with grit or looking for a track that resonates with your rebellious spirit, "Don’t call the cops, just roll with it" will leave a lasting impression. 

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Soothes the Soul

Track 3 "Love Is My..." ft. Rita More is taken from the AI album M.I.R.A (Make It Real Again) by Deviant Grooves

M.I.R.A (Make It Real Again)

Love Is My...

Love Is My... ft. Rita More

Flesh & Bones

(Intro)
Let's find a world that's fresh and new, something more than what we've been through, I know it's what my spirit wants, and I hope it's what your heart does too.

(Verse 1)
Our time on earth isn't guaranteed, so I choose to be more than just a friend, I feel a magical connection we can transcend, if we just let our cautious walls mend.

(Pre-Chorus)
So is romance just a temporary fire, or an endless and enduring desire?, I'll give you everything that I possess, if you'll just dare to answer me with yes.

(Chorus)
Is passion just a physical design, or the sacred bridge where our two souls align?, Tell me what your perfect evening holds in view, 'cause I want to build that world just for me, just for you.

(Verse 2)
We'll cook a meal by candle glow, with quiet words and wine that flows, then dance beneath a ceiling made of stars, and heal each other's hidden scars.

(Bridge)
Just skin on skin in a shared embrace, completely lost in time and space, we'll greet the sun with morning light, and fall back asleep holding on so tight.

(Outro)
You'll wake to breakfast made for you, with sticky syrup, sweet and new, no napkin needed in our bed, I'll taste the essence of our love instead, yeah I'm a passionate partner, through and through, and I want to have it all with you.

(Pre-Chorus Reprise)
So is romance just a temporary fire, or an endless and enduring desire?, I'll give you everything that I possess, if you'll just dare to answer me with yes.

(Chorus Reprise)
Is passion just a physical design, or the sacred bridge where our two souls align?, Tell me what your perfect evening holds in view, 'cause I want to build that world just for me, just for you.


Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2025



Just For You

© 2025 WhoaProductions – All Rights Reserved

The joy of my awareness 
Is the expansion  
of my soul 
as my Crimson is 
being shown. 
The world is seen 
Through what I know. 
The question is, 
“Do I have the acceptance 
To see this humility?” 
To listen and understand 
My true calamity. 
To nurture and heal 
my sub personalities. 
Developed through 
my traumatic reality. 
I pray for the grace 
in me.  
The knowledge to see. 
The safety from wisdom. 
To touch the soul 
in me. 
The intrinsic leaping 
of a continuous spirit 
through eternity. 
Not tied to the past 
as I am allowed  
to stare 
at other’s happy atmosphere. 
While I continue  
to make myself plead 
this ephemeral sorrow 
that is strangling me. 
Why don’t I understand 
That this psycho-drama 
can be 
my Brahma. 
No more self-casted upon 
or blame mama. 
I am surrounded by 
the love of God. 
This glimpse of salvation 
Leads me away 
from my own destructive 
reservations. 
I am not the saboteur  
of my own life today. 
The resounding love 
surrounds me 
as I sit 
and meditate 
and pray. 
The ecumenical  
Joy of awareness. 
Just for today. 
Grant me the willingness, 
for my spirit to stay. 
The depth of my perception 
needs to become 
greater than  
any subjugation. 
For my spirit to become free 
in the complications 
of the world I see. 
I will not cut 
And watch myself bleed. 
I know that love 
Is my path 
To be freed.

The Expansion of My Soul

Make Me Whole Again

Mississippi Blues

A post is a seed, falling through the air, what you plant will grow, in the minds that care. Choose words like water, gentle and clear, not poison that lingers, not shadows of fear.

The public is a garden, alive with every voice, each step, each word, becomes a choice. We carry the weight of what we say, responsibility lights the way.

 A thought is a root, reaching deep inside, it blossoms in silence, it cannot hide. Your message is soil, fertile or bare, it shapes the world, it shapes the care.

 Speak like rivers, flowing free, let kindness echo endlessly. Every spark, every line, is a trace in the grand design.

 The public is a garden, alive with every voice, each step, each word, becomes a choice. We carry the weight of what we say, responsibility lights the way.

(Mantra) Seeds in the garden, words in the wind, what you give is what will begin. Water or fire, shadow or sun, the garden remembers what you’ve done.

Shitpostings The Public is a Garden

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