Locke & Key Season 2 Soundtrack   Will It Ever Be The Same YOUNG SUMMER

Had this song laying around for toooo long. Finally finished it and now it´s available everywhere. Go stream it and share it with your friends guys. This is an independent release, so every like, comment, playlist add, or stream helps me so much!!! 

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Verse:
Hands down
No doubt
I feel like, I slowly drown 
To the bottom of the sea
No I don ́t need to breath, 
I don ́t need to.. Compete
Still I play your games
My mask keeps sitting straight
The role you've made me play
No longer I ́m afraid
No longer I´m afraid

Chorus:
Cause when I take my mask off 
I ́ll be the open book you need 
When I take my mask off
So many pages you can read

When I take off my mask 
My mask 
When I take off my mask
My mask

Verse:
I realise, 
I ́m not okay
But who are you to tell me 
This might be the wrong way 
To take
I know that I am the king of disguise
But ask me no questions 
I tell you no lies
I get through this time like a thief in the night 
I ́ll take off my mask 
I got nothing to hide

Chorus:
Cause when I take my mask off 
I ́ll be the open book you need 
When I take my mask off
So many pages you can read

Dominic Donner - Mask

Desert Fever, City Cold is the story of what I lived through on the way from Marrakech to Casablanca. The heat in Marrakech left me drenched in sweat, only to be thrown into freezing air on the train, where I caught a fever that hit me hard. By Sunday I was wandering the city for hours, trying to find a pharmacy, following maps that didn’t add up, streets closed and silent. It felt like a test, every step heavy, my body aching, my nose running, too weak to stand, too restless to lie down. At last I found a strange, spicy medicine that burned on my tongue but gave me relief. The song carries that whole journey—the fire of the desert, the chill of the train, the loneliness of searching in vain, and finally the spark of recovery, the will to rise again.

Klergy - No Rest For The Wicked

Clélia Key