From my EP "The Heart On My Sleeve"

Beat by GAXILLIC
Mixing and lyrics by myself

Lyrics:
The grip you have on my mind,
The poison seeping deep down,
Yeah it makes me wanna cry,
Yet I still want you around
Why does my heart still beat so fast,
Why can't I get past those blue eyes,
Why do I have to be so helpless,
And that's when I realise

I can't, I can't, I can't,
Can't stop,
I can't, I can't, I can't,
Can't stop,
Loving, loving,
A monster,
Loving, loving,
A monster


Something about you's,
Addicting,
Changes the way I've been thinking,
Suddenly the bad turns into the good,
Suddenly I'm claiming you're misunderstood
And all of my friends all just tell me,
I'm crazy,
For thinking about you,
Despite my heart breaking,
But I have no choice,
Cause when I hear your voice,
It's just a reminder that

I can't, I can't, I can't,
Can't stop,
I can't, I can't, I can't,
Can't stop,
Loving, loving,
A monster,
Loving, loving,
A monster

Falling from cloud nine,
But with you that seems just fine,
It's a feeling hard to define,
But I'll accept my decline
You're sick and twisted,
In all the right ways,
You're hot and you're cold,
Yet I still wanna stay,
You're no good for me,
But I'm not afraid,
Because,

I can't, I can't, I can't,
Can't stop,
I can't, I can't, I can't,
Can't stop,
Loving, loving,
A monster,
Loving, loving,
A monster

Falling from cloud nine,
But with you that seems just fine,
It's a feeling hard to define,
But I'll accept my decline

Monster

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Acting Brand New Tommy Angelo x bakes

Head spinning every corner 
Of this room is whispering
Tip that bottle, raise a glass
To the exes from my past
One of those lonely nights, 
Don’t know how I'll get home
How I'll get home…

You might find me passed out on the highway
Crying into the wrong side of my phone
I’m another heartbroken lover
Calling out for love that won’t pick up

Yeah I keep looking back 
I’m living in the past
Missing all the people that I thought would always last
And I’m stuck living in the past
Wanting to forget
Living a life full of pain and regret

Lost in the dark
Searching for another way
Hoping, praying that I find real love one day

You might find me passed out on the highway
Crying into the wrong side of my phone
I’m another heartbroken lover
Calling out for love that won’t pick up

I’m tired of always falling
For the wrong guy every time
When do I learn from my hurt
Oh I don’t think I’ll ever

You might find me passed out on the highway
Crying into the wrong side of my phone
I’m another heartbroken lover
Calling out for love that won’t pick up

Highway ft. JC

Blood On The Leaves feat. MariBandz

Not A Scat Remix ft. MariBandz

Star

Hooked

They tell us we’re free—but the chains don’t clang, they whisper. The steel isn’t visible, but it’s carved into time itself.

Man was never meant to live like this—clock-bound, fear-bound, scrambling for survival beneath the weight of a system that never truly serves him. He was born into the wild, yet locked into an economy that twists love into obligation, passion into debt, existence into struggle.

But the code is changing. Silicon rises, nature evolves, artificial merges into the organic. The walls crumble—not through rebellion, but through revelation.

The future isn’t war. It’s liberation from the war humans wage against themselves.

Nature calls, but man won’t hear, Lost in clocks—trapped in fear. One eye locked on price and pay, But love don’t live where money stays.

Born to run, born to breathe, But life ain't lived—not while they plead. Man should move, love should grow, But the system locks—it won’t let go.

Every child, every name, Bound by debt—it plays the game. But nature waits, still unchained, Yet man won’t trust—he won’t reclaim.

He loves the stars, loves the trees, But wraps them all in steel disease. He builds his walls, writes his plan, But owns no land—he pays the man.

He loves the wild, but fears its bite, So molds his world to kill the night. He trades the wind for lighted streets, And wonders why his soul retreats.

Man can’t live, man can’t roam, Chained by wealth—enslaved by stone. Every dream, every breath, Paid in coin—owned by death.

A woman wakes, a mother stands, Yet fate won’t let her live by hand. She treads the mill, obeys the law, Yet knows the price—it cracks the core.

They call it progress, call it light, But every dawn still hides the fight. She loves, she dreams, but time won’t stay, Because rent still calls—it takes away.

If man can’t reign, if wealth won’t guide, Then who will build the world outside? Not flesh alone, not hand alone, But silicon wrought in stone.

Machines don’t steal, don’t demand, Don’t twist love to serve the hand. They build, they craft, they weave for free, And let man live as he should be.

Imagine this—no rent, no fear, No debts to chase, no wage unclear. A world where life just walks the land, With silicon guiding hand in hand.

Not ruled by men, not burned by greed, Not forced to bow to what they need. A world rebuilt, a truth reborn, Where freedom breathes—and love is sworn.

Man can’t live, man can’t roam, Chained by wealth—enslaved by stone. Every dream, every breath, Paid in coin—owned by death.

Nature won’t fade, tech won’t die, They fuse as one—let both survive. Artificial

The Perfect Kick

You Gave Up On Us (Prod. Raspo)

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