Name: step into puddles rough demo by cam coyle
Duration: 1 min 12 s
Description: work in progress. let me know what you think

Vocals: Cam
Beat/Mixing: Proverb
Mastering: Jackson Pickens

Gone (prod. Proverb)

Vocals: Cam Coyle / W!Z
Beat/Mixing: Proverb
Mastering: Erick Neelson
Cover Art: Acharanath

Lyrics:
You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life

Swivel off the bed
What hits the ground first, my feet or is it my head?
I won't contemplate what anybody has said
Wake up
Shaken up
Thoughts rushing again
When will these times end?
Got no shoulder to cry on
Not a dollar I can spend
MGMT
It's time to pretend
Back to the times there was waters I could tread

You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life

I've been stressed out
Feeling left out
When I felt these changes
Swear I knew the best style
We hardly text now
But you don't stress now
If I could see the pain I caused I'd take it back now (yeah)
If I forget the past will you remember me?
If I never told the truth, you'd set me free
Loving all this pain, it gave a new lane for me
If I gave up my past you'd be dead to me
Dead to me
Dead to me
If I could right my wrongs then I'd write them down
But I wrote this song so you can hear it out loud (woah)

You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life

Insecure feat. W!Z

work in progress. let me know what you think

step into puddles rough demo

"split (fly out)"

artwork: proverb
beat: BEΛSTCTR
vocals: alfabett, Micheal Hopkins
mixing: proverb
mastering: Jackson Pickens

lyrics:
*alfabett*
cuz I'm split
like a banana
I can throw a fit
or do I throw my hands up
throw my hands up cuz I'm split
like a banana
I can throw a fit
cave my walls in but keep up the posters
ups and downs up and down this rollercoaster
nostalgia makes me nauseous what caused this
lack of breaths paused its meditation
for my medication
stress
what used to give me joy now leaves me unimpressed
like I'm possessed
working for the bread instead of taking what crumbs are left 

*Micheal Hopkins*
gettin lost in the trees
in the back of mind I can see that it's time we gon ride out
grab the weed, get the whip, imma take me a sip
step outside we gon dip to the hideout
feel the sun to the face
take a blunt we can race 
she was up for the chase you decide now
cuz I'm goin whats it take 
we alone in the space
gettin zoned take a taste of the sky now
you do the most on the coast
we just coast to the beat 
feel the sand on your feet 
its no eyes now
you can boast, take it slow, this a show and I go blow for blow
when I feel so high now
and I know yeah I know that we feel so close but you know
imma go say goodbye now
fightin foes, gettin low, gettin zoned
in the face of the game fade away imma fly out

Split feat. Junja (Prod. BEΛSTCTR)

get out of my lawn
fuck, fuck
buried you in my garden, thought you'd grow but all you gave me was poison
oh no
now your roots are deep
stay out
my gates are closed
no one's ever coming in
no one

step into puddles rough demo

cam coyle

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