Wires Are Tight

Surfing

Face-off

Shallow Heart

The Cold Crept In

Half Moon

Written by AlmanaK

Vocal Recording/Mastering by Chance Cook and Pete Mulcahy.



Write mean letters
They make me feel better
You're like whatever


What a day 180
Tryna be real a lady
Up on the train
To Bobibny
Don’t know maybe
Don't Know nobody
Im in my lane
 should be framed
on the wall
Where she wrote my name
What a game
What a game
Now I'm not nameless
I’m shameless
But I'm not blameless
For my actions
Got distracted
Shoulda tagged it
Im an average
But I'm savage
Don’t deserve it 
All the nervous
All you pervs
Get 
On my nerves with
No purpose
Just urges
I'm worse than
What you think you earned then 
I burned it
I learned it
I'm current
You’re worthless
I'm perfect
Don’t lurk in
My furnace, only I affirm it


I cut ties
I'm disguised
I'm thin thighs
I'm hip rides
Go inside
But only you’re with it
And if not then know I'm dippin'
Man
You must be trippin 
Cuz
 I'm always drippin
Thinkin' you hot shit
But, boy you gone be missin'
Out
Aint no doubt 
Dont need clout
I got my mouth
Wing of the moth
Don't get goth
Not that hot
Ready or not 
This what you got
With a sound bound south pawed
Tryna find the middle of the road 
lookin ass broad
Show n tell
Dear Manuel
Wish you well
See you in hell

You don’t cry for me
I wont cry for you
You don’t try for me
You don’t try,you don’t try
You don’t cry for me
I wont cry for you
You don’t try for me
You don’t try,you don’t try

Both long gone 
Don’t wanna be on ya
why I been fawnin'
Got layers like an onion
love to give
if you don’t want it
live and let live
Both long gone 
Don’t wanna be on ya
Don’t know why I’m fawnin'
 layers like an onion
love to give
if you don’t want it
live and let live
live and let live

This what you got
With a sound bound south pawed
Tryna find the middle of the road lookin ass broad
This what you got
With a sound bound south pawed
Tryna find the middle of the road lookin ass broad


Oopsie daisy
I’m not crazy
You’re just lazy
 Don't break me
You mistake me
For a basic
can save it
Behavin
Quit wailin'
No dazin'
Fund raisin'

Write mean letters
They make me feel better
You're like whatever

Never been a bint halal not gonna be 
Wouldn't wanna be
Never been a bint halal not gonna be 
Wouldn't wanna be

Left that ass unread
Put you out my head
Half moon beamin' on my bed now
In the red now

Beamin' on my bed now..
In the red now..

Half Moon

Laid back tune when you're contemplating what to do with yourself at 2 in the morning. I wrote this one in one night so its a pretty simple song, but I love the vibe. The bass line is what really sells it for me.

Late Night

Songs made in the wee hours of the night when the world is asleep.

Bio:
Started playing drums, bass, guitar, piano, and recording when I was 9 yrs old but sang and was always around music before that. Music/Art is therapy. It is my breathing tube. I love pretty chords, harmonies, sounds, and music that bypasses the head and goes straight to the heart.

Moo

Chance Cook

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