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🔊 Satin sheets still smell like sin– A Sin You Can Still Taste

A slow-burning ode to the kind of love that lingers long after it's gone.
"Satin sheets still smell like sin" dives deep into the space between desire and regret – where shadows kiss the skin, guilt feels like lace, and memories haunt like perfume on satin sheets.
For lovers of late-night confessions, smoky vocals, and bittersweet soul.

🎧 Written to ache. Sung to remember.
#NeoSoul #AltRnB #AftertasteOfYou #LateNightVibes #DarkPop #EmotionalR&B


Satin sheets still smell like sin

[Verse 1]
Satin sheets still smell like sin
I trace your ghost across my skin
Swore I’d quit this kind of fire
But I still ache to burn again
You left your heat between my thighs
Now even daylight feels like lies

[Pre-Chorus]
I sip regret like morning wine
But I’d still taste you every time

[Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Lingers sweet and cruel
Like perfume on my pillow
Or a flame that never cools
No prayer can undo
What we did at half-past two
Still dripping in your shadow
No matter what I do

[Verse 2]
Ash on lips and tangled hair
My conscience waits, but I don’t care
You said my name like it was sin
Now I crave that voice again
I wear this guilt like Sunday lace
But miss the wreckage of your grace

[Bridge]
You were my sweetest damage
A thrill I’d choose again
A phantom in my bloodstream
Disguised as medicine
And every time I surface
You pull me back inside—
A spell I never asked for
But I never tried to fight

[Final Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Burns like something true
You branded me in silence
And I broke too soon
Still drunk on all we knew
Still shaking in your bloom
This ache won’t fade with time—
I live in the aftertaste of you

Satin sheets still smell like sin

The Velvet Noose is a darkly sensual descent into the sweet suffocation of desire. It explores the quiet violence of control wrapped in silk — a love that doesn't bind by force, but by choice.

With hypnotic vocals and slow-burning soul textures, the track weaves between seduction and surrender, echoing the haunting elegance of artists like Sade, FKA twigs, and Portishead.

Drawn from the upcoming concept album Sinful Hours, this is a story whispered in shadow — of pleasure dressed as captivity, of surrender that feels like silk.

Soft. Slow. And far too beautiful to escape.

The Velvet Noose

(Verse 1)
You glide in like a hush of sin
Eyes like velvet, spiked with gin
I swore I’d never play this game
But your voice still calls my name

You touch like smoke, your voice is wine
Each word unwinds along my spine
I should’ve fled when skies turned grey
But your kiss made me choose to stay

(Pre-Chorus)
I feel the slip, I feel the snare
A velvet trap, too rich to bear


(Chorus)
This velvet noose, it wraps so tight
Soft as a kiss, sharp as a bite
I wear it like a lover’s mark
A ribbon tied around the dark
It doesn’t choke — it makes me choose
And still, I lean into the noose


(Verse 2)
You write your name beneath my skin
Not with ink, but with your sin
I dance to songs you never sang
In rooms where all the mirrors hang

You say I'm free — but not to leave
You leave the cage unlocked to tease
I linger where the danger blooms
Perfume and ropes in shadowed rooms

(Pre-Chorus)
It’s not a cage, it’s just a pose
A deadly gift in black and rose


(Chorus)
This velvet noose, it wraps so tight
Soft as a kiss, sharp as a bite
I wear it like a lover’s mark
A ribbon tied around the dark
It doesn’t choke — it makes me choose
And still, I lean into the noose


(Bridge)
I could scream, but I sigh
I could flee, but I lie
Still and warm against the blade
In the bed that you’ve unmade

(Final Chorus)
This velvet noose, you stitched with grace
It holds me close, it hides your face
I breathe you in, I lose my name
A willing pawn in your sweet game
And even when I see the truth—
I worship in the velvet noose


(Outro)
Soft... slow... surrender’s hue...
The noose I tied... was made by you.






The Velvet Noose

Scarlet Letters on My Soul is a slow-burning soul confessional — a whispered reckoning of love marked by guilt, longing, and irreversible touch.

Over brushed drums, velvety Rhodes, upright bass and torchlike vocals, the song unfolds like a prayer too bruised to be answered. Jazz-blues guitar and organ breathe through the verses, while punchy horns lift the chorus into emotional clarity. A vibraphone bridge slows time before the final descent into silence and surrender.


Scarlet Letters on My Soul
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(Verse 1)
I wear no chains, but I feel the weight
Of every glance that came too late
You touched me once and marked me deep
With vows too wild for me to keep

My skin is clean, but still I burn
Each step away is one return
Your name is carved in chapel stone
But it’s my heart that bears the tone


---

(Pre-Chorus)
I tried to pray, I tried to hide
But grace won’t wash what’s seared inside


---

(Chorus)
These scarlet letters on my soul
Ink that time can’t make whole
Branded by a holy fire
Lit by hunger, lit by choir
No absolution, no control
Just scarlet letters on my soul


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(Verse 2)
I kissed your mouth in sacred dark
Each touch a sin, each sin a spark
I swore I’d walk the narrow way
But love like this can’t learn to stay

You left with guilt and left me bare
The cross was light, but not the stare
Of all the truths I’ll never speak
It’s yours that makes my silence weak


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(Pre-Chorus)
I closed the door, I wore the veil
But you still haunt beneath the hail


---

(Chorus)
These scarlet letters on my soul
Whispers carved in burning gold
I never asked to wear your flame
But now it flickers with my name
No absolution, no parole
Just scarlet letters on my soul


---

(Bridge)
If love is wrong, then so am I
But saints have sinned with softer lies
And if you’d knock, I’d let you in
To write your name on me again


---

(Final Chorus – stripped down)
These scarlet letters, deep and red
They live in everything I’ve said
No priest can cleanse, no law console
Just scarlet letters
on
my
soul.

Scarlet Letters on My Soul

Berlin is not a love song.
It’s a memory you can’t hold,
a spark that burned too fast,
a night that felt more real than most days.

This track captures the wild pulse of a moment —
when someone walks into your life like a storm
and leaves before the sky clears.

You were Berlin.
Not the city. The feeling.


Berlin ist kein Lovesong.
Es ist eine Erinnerung, die man nicht festhalten kann,
ein Funke, der zu schnell verglüht,
eine Nacht, die echter war als viele Tage.

Dieser Track fängt den rohen Puls eines Moments ein –
wenn jemand wie ein Sturm ins Leben rauscht
und wieder verschwindet, bevor der Himmel aufreißt.

Du warst Berlin.
Nicht die Stadt. Das Gefühl.

Berlin

You said, “Don’t ask me where I’m from”
Lit a smoke and bit your thumb
Your laugh was sharp, your eyes were wired
A fuse that never once got tired

You moved like you were on parole
Stole my drink, then stole my soul
Said, “This night’s got teeth, don’t blink”
And vanished faster than I think

You were Berlin
Not the city, but the sin
Midnight cigarette grin
Chaos under my skin
You were Berlin
No beginning, no win
Just a storm I ran into
And hoped would never end

We broke a lock to climb a roof
Screamed the stars like it was proof
That some things shine when they’re about to fall
And some don’t need a name at all

Your boots kicked sparks, your voice cut air
You kissed like truth, but didn’t care
Said, “Nothing’s real that lasts too long”
Then vanished in a fading song

You were Berlin
Not the skyline, but the spin
A dare wrapped in a hymn
No mercy, only grin
You were Berlin
No reason, no skin
Just a heat that pulled me in
And left me high as sin

And if you vanish in the morning—
Then Berlin was real for a night

Berlin

"Poison in the Well" is an explosive song about breaking free from toxic betrayal. With a hook that hits like lightning and a chant that'll have stadiums roaring, this empowerment anthem transforms pain into power with unforgettable sing-along moments that stick in your soul.

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Poison in the Well

The final song, the unspoken words.
“Love Left on the Table” is that sigh at the end of it all —
a slow-burning blues confession for the love that stayed unclaimed.
No dramatic goodbye, no slammed doors. Just silence… and a chair left pulled out.

Woven with smoky guitar licks and quiet heartbreak,
this bonus track closes the journey with grace,
reminding us that sometimes the truest stories are the ones that never found their ending.

This is blues at its most vulnerable.
This is what’s left behind.

Love Left on the Table (Bonus Track)

Hard to Hold, Easy to Leave

[Verse 1]
You came ‘round in the morning like you didn’t disappear
Left lipstick on the counter and regret in my mirror
You say, “It’s complicated,” like that’s news to me
But I’ve been solving puzzles since you lost your key

[Pre-Chorus]
I poured my love in your half-empty glass
Watched you sip it slow, then let it pass
You said you’re scared to feel too much
So why’d you come back for that midnight touch?

[Chorus]
I can’t keep loving with half a heart
While you keep pulling mine apart
You're in, then gone, like a ghost at dark
Boy, I need a flame, not just a spark
If you can't stay, then don't even start—
I ain't playing house with half a heart

[Verse 2]
Your records still spin like nothing’s wrong
But the silence between the songs is long
You wear that charm like it don’t cost a thing
But darling, lies ain't gold, they just glitter and sting

[Pre-Chorus]
Told your mama I was just a phase
She said I deserved a better place
You keep your truth behind your smile
But I’ve been wise to that for a while

[Chorus]
I can’t keep loving with half a heart
While you keep pulling mine apart
You're in, then gone, like a ghost at dark
Boy, I need a flame, not just a spark
If you can't stay, then don't even start—
I ain't playing house with half a heart

[Bridge – spoken/sung style]
I’d rather dance alone in my red suede shoes
Than share my bed with your shifting moods
Don’t need your maybe, I want your more
But I ain’t beggin’ like I did before

[Final Chorus – soft at first, builds up]
No, I can’t keep loving with half a heart
You’re a haunted tune in a broken chart
I’m done with the guessing, done with the art
Of holding together what falls apart
So take your silence, take your part—
And leave me whole, with my full heart

Half a heart

half a heart

A smooth soul-funk blend steeped in Southern rhythm and retro flavor. 
"Black Coffee + Sweet Tea" is where vintage soul meets backroad charm.

For fans of Leon Bridges, Lake Street Dive, Marcus King, and anyone who likes their grooves strong and their melodies sweet.
•	Vocals generated with Suno v4
•	Produced, written, and arranged by me

This is rhythm you can sip on.

Black Coffee + Sweet Tea (Backroad R&B)

Season of Change

Love Like Smoke | War Rock Ballad (Timeless Love Story)
🙏— some loves never fade… they drift through memory like smoke.
#LoveLikeSmoke
"Love Like Smoke" is an emotional rock ballad set during the Vietnam War — a blend of swampy CCR-style guitar, psychedelic haze, and soulful Motown grooves. This cinematic soundscape tells the story of a soldier carrying the memory of eternal love through the chaos of war. 

Inspired by 60s-70s war rock and timeless romance, this track fuses vintage soul with modern AI-powered storytelling. Experience a visual journey into the heart of conflict with this poignant video, set against a backdrop of a soldier and a faded letter. Witness the enduring power of **love and war** through evocative imagery. Featuring a soldier in a misty jungle, the video tells a story of love and loss during the **vietnam war**, underscored by the melancholy of a soldier reading a letter..

🎵 Music: Created with Suno AI
✍️ Lyrics: Written by GK Artist
🎞️ Visuals: Created using CapCut
🎬 Editing & Montage: CapCut Studio

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Love Like Smoke | War Rock Ballad (Timeless Love Story)

A gritty funky blues track. About looking at one's own life from the point of view of 'what I am doing with the time I have?' This is how it goes:

What am I to do with the death bed blues?
You don’t want to be in my shoes
But you don’t get to choose
Win or lose…It’s going to happen to you….
That’s why we get those,
yes we all get those death bed, dead time blues

So what ya going to do, With the life you live
Have you got something for him, 
something to give,  
Anything to live for, something to be forgiven for
I’ll open the door, just for you, 
when you get the death bed blues

When the time comes don’t run, 
there’s nowhere to run, 
You can’t run out on a deal that’s been done
You start breathing heavy 
when the process has begun,
laugh till you pass…..I'll be there with you, 
when you get those death bed..
dead time blues

When I get them too, 
I buy something new….
Avoid the fact, that it will be back
If it’s me next, I slip away on a pretext,
but oh no, when you’re due,
no hiding from the death bed
Dead time blues

I got the Death bed blues, yes I do
I'm slimming to be beautiful just for you
Maybe you will pass me by, tell me some lies
So I can avoid that end time bad news
It’s going to happen to me too…
I get the Death bed
Death bed dead time blues

Oh keep me out of that depressing room, that undressing room, where you loom
Where you lose your bloom, 
and just whose tune you was singing to, 
and who pointed to the moon, 
said you might not be breathing soon
That’s why we get those death bed, dead time blues

But I suspect, even though I'm wrecked
that I should have checked in before I check out,
grab my drink before I'm chucked out, 
but I messed about, just to get paid, laid, 
then I was splayed, I'm on the floor,
I am no more, it’s nothing new,
I have the Death bed, dead time blues

no one wants to be kept in check, or henpecked,
find away without fear,
have some respect,
who knows what’s correct in this crazy world that’s a cult or sect,
that no one suspects they’re caught in it too…
no wonder we all get those death bed, dead time blues

it’s the end of time, it’s the end of the line
the end of me and the end of mine
it’s your last chance to shine,
the way we live is a crime,
if you don’t do what you’re here to do
I can assure you, 
You’ll get the death bed, dead time blues

I got the Death bed blues, yes I do
I'm slimming to be beautiful just for you
Maybe you will pass me by, tell me some lies
So I can avoid that end time bad news
It’s going to happen to me too…
I get the Death bed
Death bed dead time blues

Death Bed, Dead Time Blues

The Heartbreak Blues

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Cottonfield Blues is where raw emotion meets timeless sound. Deep, soulful blues with smooth guitar licks, rich storytelling, and a touch of nostalgia. Let the music take you back, one note at a time.

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