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Distant Conversations — lo-fi café beats for deep focus. Warm tape hiss, soft drum grooves, and hushed neon ambience drift through rain-streaked windows—perfect for study, writing, or late-night sessions. Minimal melodies, gentle loops, zero distractions. Press play, settle in, and let the room fade while your mind locks in.

Miles to Go

fuck it, i didn't even mix this track, so this is a mostly raw recording

look ima be honest
im lacking confidence in myself
as an artist
human being, im not so sure
what you mean?
im so numb i can't feel a thing.
i've given up, whats happening
whats happening?
i have no one to call my own
in this room, while im all alone
talking to these walls (walls)
talking to these shadows (these walls)
talking to the ceiling
looking at the ceiling
life is fucking ass, that shit sucks
AM I WRONG FOR FEELING THIS WAY?
AM I WRONG FOR STAYING UP THIS LATE?
AM i WRONG FOR FEELING FEAR?
i lock myself inside this bed
i could make some music but instead
i live in my head.
oh playing these keys it do not help
please save me
(tell them niggas bro)
(selling soul for 3 million $$$)
what if im not good enough?
what if this is a facade?
what if yall just playing me?
(selling soul for 6 million $$$)
what if i have no friends left
what if i have no family left
alright 
what if i have no one left?
no one to my left?

I Cant Feel Nothing

recorded as usual by placing my phone next to my speaker and pressing record.
BEAT and chorus by https://soundcloud.com/kellen-sharp
Verses by Datu

Chorus:
I don’t mean to,
Rain on your parade,
Rain on your parade,
Rain on your parade,
But I forgot the umbrellas,
To take up on our date,
Rain on your parade,
Rain on your parade,
Rain on your parade,
Cause when it rains it hails,
And when all hell breaks loose,
I still got you,

Verse 1:
Find me at the bottom of a raindrop,
Licking moss and sowing mushrooms from my blood clots,
I’ll reap it, I mean it, My meaning is lost,
My femur is shattered, I’ll catch myself, lobotomize this mind in the frost,
Floss a marlin through a dry desert, Fester through hell,
Freeze my teeth, Cyanide seeds tossed down a well,
Leave hexes on my mind with no chance to dispel,
And the smiles tumble out from your mouth,
You know the maw cracked and sculpted from your jaw?
Seems lying to myself doesn’t get me very far,
But distance seems to be concept without any luck at the draw,
Graphite cracks but for you I’ll go and see the end of it all,
Apocalypse crash over watercolor typhoons,
Breathe the sea through my lungs if I get to drown it with you,
Veins seep oxygen tinted greens and the blues,
Miss the mist if I don’t have to miss you,

(Chorus)

Verse 2:
My fair catch net reaps no gains,
Nails in each feet, I see all pain,
My feelings deceased, Mummified I wrack my brains,
Words to speak when you’re keeping me sane,
It’s a tongue tied twister,
My mind’s eye blisters,
I’m fine I whisper,
My spine just quivers,
Try crying I figure,
With lines I splinter,
I find my sentence,
And then I submit.
It’s a serpents slither wrapping round a finger or moon,
I’m weak and incessant, 
The best at being depressing,
But I’ll find myself a reason if that reason is you,
I’ll seek gold pannings, try standing 
it’s fine if the socks mingle among the dew,
Spent my time as a popular recluse;
Lingered in crowds like fog over wet grass roots,
Gave myself sadness as truth, I think i still do,
But I’ll miss the mist if I don’t have to miss you.

(Chorus)

kellen x datu - rain on ur parade (basement prototype wip)

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