Written & Vocals by Danny Bogacki
linktr.ee/dbomusic
instagram.com/dannybogacki
Acoustic guitar by Tom Dyck
Drums by Jan-Hendrik Friedhoff
instagram.com/janhendrik_drummer
Produced by
Immo Hofmann
instagram.com/basementberlin
Cover art by instagram.com/ver.u.ska

Lyrics: 

I didn't give you anything
Cuz you didn't ask
Anyway I gotta, I gotta tell you
That there is somethin' about
You girl
We talked for ages 'bout everything and nothin'
You bring out the best and the worst
Of my talents
I never get out a word cuz you make me nervous
Sounds like nonsense and I'm not really sure what it is
So I laugh crazily
And hope that you
Somehow kind of get me
I didn't give you anything cuz you didn't ask
Anyway I gotta tell you
That there's something about you, girl
Not really sure about what I want
But you give me the chills
Just wanna lean over and whisper in your ear
I didn't give you anything cuz you didn't ask
Anyway I gotta tell you
That there's something about you, girl
I'm just lost when I look at you
Every moment is beautiful and cute
I laugh about everything you say
I'm not listening cuz I'm thinking 'bout
How can I make you like me?
I know it sounds pathetic,
I'm usually not as synthetic
I just want you to get it
But I'm not gonna beg for it girl
So won't you take my hand
Cuz there's a language that we both
Understand
Still not sure about what I feel
But you give me the chills
Just wanna feel your lips on mine
I will give you everything
You just have to ask
I just can't get over you
Cuz there is way too much about you, girl

Say the Word

Written & Vocals by: Danny Bogacki
Production & consulting by: Bernhard Range @burnrange
Mastering: Christian Bethge @christianbethge_mastering
Background vocals & consulting: Clara Hendel @clara.hendel
Cover design: Basti Irmer @basti.irmer
Cover design mastering: Daniel Brennecke @burningcornerofdoom
Video clip production: Daniel Brennecke @burningcornerofdoom
Piano recording: Henjo Völker @henjo_v

Lyrics:
There he was that decent man
Takin’ out the trash can
Every single morning

Yes he saw the news never met the blues, heard every explicit warning
Standin’ in the line, killin’ time, took it in, patient, for every single story
Till one day he felt a beat, stand’in in the street, couldn’t take it, any longer

There’s blood kickin’ up and downstairs,	there’s a certain flair in the air
It’s not new, but is it his own?

I breathe the air and I know I’m my own, I feel the sun and I know I can show
I learned to live and that’s the stuff I’m on, And I am coming
Home

I feel the breeze and I know I can try, To beat the heirs and aim sky high
Don’t wanna look back, because I lived a lie, and I am coming Home

Monday morning on the sidewalk
all he hears is time warp
another day, here to stay
It’s taken its toll 
Feelin’up what life is
beatin’ on a crisis
just before
we close the door
and a teardrop has flown

Standin’ in the shower, relivin’ every hour
He can hear the day comin’, runnin’ before
Anything at all, is even born

I breathe the air and I know I’m my own
I feel the sun and I know I can show
I learned to live and that’s the stuff I’m on
and I am coming home
I breathe the air and I know I’m my own
drop the charade cuz it’s heavy as gold
I wanna live cuz 
that’s the stuff I’m on
and I am coming home

Chasin’ dreams of boredom, I’m livin’ up to torture
a bliss of reminiscence, the essence a blessin’, I’m messin’ with
every single day
either way
here to stay
a ground breakin’ entry way, oh
Chastise the way I’ve chosen
holdin’ every baldin’ moment, consolin’ the fallen
I’ll be everybody’s golden, golden, golden, golden
boy, I am coming

Home
I’m coming home
I am coming home
I am coming – Home

Home

Produced by Stefan Skropski
Guitar by Danny Bogacki
Written by Danny Bogacki
Vocals by Danny Bogacki

It's Turning (Acoustic)

Candyville (Acoustic)

Idle/Idol (Acoustic)

Produced by Stefan Skropski
Guitar by Danny Bogacki
Written by Danny Bogacki
Vocals by Danny Bogacki

The Easiest Escape (Acoustic)

Spy On Me (Acoustic)

Produced by Michael Plog
Vocals by Danny Bogacki
Guitar by Danny Bogacki
Written by Danny Bogacki

Atlas

Produced by Stefan Skropski
Electric Guitar by Tom Dyck
Written by Danny Bogacki
Vocals by Danny Bogacki

Guess so

Written & Vocals by Danny Bogacki
linktr.ee/dbomusic
instagram.com/dannybogacki
Acoustic guitar by Tom Dyck
Drums by Jan-Hendrik Friedhoff
instagram.com/janhendrik_drummer
Produced by 
Immo Hofmann
instagram.com/basementberlin
Camera, editing and post production by
Basti Irmer
instagram.com/basti.irmer

Lyrics:
Step into my web
If you feel like it
Hold on tight
I'll swing you through the skyline

Step into my shadow
You'll be safe in my cave
I might have to blindfold you though
Before I lead the way

You want me to be perfect
Immaculate, invincible
Is this really what you're looking for?

Cuz I don't wanna be your
Superman, Baby
No I won't be the first one
On the scene
And I don't need a phone booth
To show you, who I really am
If you really think the world needs another Clark Kent
then babe go find him somewhere else

I'll wrap you in my suit of iron
So you can feel stark for once
You'll sit the iron throne
And reign above 'em all

As soon as it gets dark
I'll tear my shirt apart
And I'll go green for you

I'll tear the Joker's vocals out
Two-Face will have at least three doubts
and Bane will be no match for me
I'll melt Mr. Freeze Ice
the Hatter'll get madder
And the Scarecrow won't scare no one
Venom'll taste his own Poison
Ivy is history
And Luther he ain't no match for me, no

I don't wanna be your
Superman, Baby
No I won't be the first one
On the scene
I can be your Wolverine
Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Bruce Wayne
No doubt you're a pretty girl but Babe I just ain't that much into Louis Lane
If you need me send a signal to the sky
But Babe I'm savin' lives right now, so this might take a while

I don't wanna be your 
Superman, Baby
No I won't be the first one on the scene
And I don't need a phone booth
To show you
Who I really am
If you really think the world needs another Clark Kent
Then Babe, go find him, somewhere else

F You Superman