She calls at midnight, slurring your name,
Says she’s just lonely, says you’re to blame.
You reached for the phone, but buddy - don’t dare,
She does not miss you, she just hates the air.

Don’t let her get close, don’t let her in,
She’s not yours, she’s just where you’ve been.
She’ll twist your heart like a rodeo rope -
So saddle up strong, and don’t let her get close.

You know that look when she knocks on your door,
Same old boots on your hardwood floor.
She’s got that smile, that sway in her hips -
But all that leads to is tangled-up slips.

Don’t let her get close, don’t let her in,
She’s not yours, she’s just where you’ve been.
She’ll twist your heart like a rodeo rope -
So saddle up strong, and don’t let her get close.

Don’t confuse comfort with something that’s right,
Some things feel warm just 'cause it’s late at night.
She ain't your soft place to land, she’s the fall - 
So don’t text back, don’t take that call.

Don’t let her get close, don’t let her in,
She’s not yours, she’s just where you’ve been.
She’ll twist your heart like a rodeo rope -
So saddle up strong, and don’t let her get close.

Yeah, y’all had fire, but fire can burn,
And love that’s wrong just won’t ever turn.
She ain’t your peace, she ain’t your home,
Just a half-sweet ghost when you’re feelin’ alone.

--
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Sound Studio, VirtualDJ, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, DALL-E, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote


Don't Let Her Get Close

'Energy' the new pop single by Lisa Rogers. Written by Lisa Rogers & Adam Kelly, and produced by Adam Kelly, with mix and master by Jack Ducker.

Energy

失恋 feat.hiro taka

Prompt: [[ harmonic girls vocal group, sexy female vocals, 3 vocals harmony ]], slow chillstep, shibuya-kei, acoustic glitch rock, grunge metal, eterial wave, jazzy and spacy guitar solo, [ technical fingerstyle guitar ], pedal effecter bass, hard kick drum, hard bass, bright & heavy guitar

Words:
The night falls quiet like a whispered breeze
Stars are winking through the skeletal trees
I hear the echoes of the steps we’ve traced
But they fade (they fade)
mm
The moon keeps secrets it will never tell
A silver coin in a wishing well
Time unravels like a thread too tight
And we drift (we drift)
Into the velvet night

© 2024-2025 Stingray Tokyoska, © 2024-2025 Primal Groove, All Rights Reserved. "Primal Groove™” is a project of music production, since 2007.

Creation with SUNO AI
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Into the Velvet Night

マシュマロ - Marshmallow / DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku

This Road

Just a bit of fun! As 2025 starts thinking about giving way to 2026, here's my 2025 jam shuffle 8+12 bar blues thing.

25 Moon Jam

Yo, woke up, head feelin' light
Like a busted streetlamp, no shine
Wallet lookin' slim, tragic sight
Burnt toast.

[Prechorus]
Damn, this ain't the life, wishin'
On pennies, hopin', glistenin'.

[Chorus]
Burnt toast, yeah, that's my breakfast
Burnt toast, tastes like I'm second
Burnt toast, always in a rush
Burnt toast, nothin' but the crust.

[Verse 2]
Rent's due, landlord heavy breathin'
Bills stacked high, deceitful season
Dreams on hold, slowly leavin'
Burnt toast.

[Bridge]
Gotta flip this, find a new angle
Before my spirit start to tangle
Hustle hard, escape this strangle
Burnt toast.

Burnt Toast

We wake to traffic above our heads,
concrete ceiling, footsteps echoing.
You shake the cold out of your coat,
I steal bread from last night’s bag.
We share it sitting on the curb,
the city already rushing past.

Chorus
We’re ghosts on the sidewalks,
no faces, no names.
Invisible to the world,
but nothing holds our chains.
You’re my compass in the dark,
my shelter in the storm.
If they ever take you from me,
I’ll never make it home.

Verse 2
Afternoon heat on broken glass,
we wash in the fountain near the square.
You laugh at the suits with their ties too tight,
I laugh because you’re laughing.
The city moves in circles,
we move straight through.

Chorus
We’re ghosts on the sidewalks,
no faces, no names.
Invisible to the world,
but nothing holds our chains.
You’re my compass in the dark,
my shelter in the storm.
If they ever take you from me,
I’ll never make it home.

Bridge
Night drops heavy on the alleys,
sirens cut through the smoke.
We duck behind the shutters,
holding our breath,
holding each other.
Every day we make it,
is a day they didn’t win.

Outro
We sleep where the neon dies,
your heartbeat the only clock we need.
Tomorrow’s not promised,
but tonight, we’re free.

We're ghosts on the sidewalk

This is an instrumental piece with a moderate-fast tempo (129bpm), featuring a blend of electronic and acoustic instruments. The primary instruments include a drum machine providing a steady beat, a synth bass laying down a groovy foundation, and a clean electric guitar playing melodic lines and chords. A synth pad provides atmospheric backing. The song structure is repetitive, with a consistent groove throughout. The melody uses a mix of sustained notes and rhythmic phrases. The overall production is clean and well-balanced, with a clear separation of instruments. The key is C minor, contributing to an ,uplifting feel.

Idea 21 [Electro Swing] - Morning Coffee Cover

Carnival Candy

"Redder" is a palindrome. Like "racecar" or "level". These pieces of music ain't.

My name is Volker Redder, online I go by "docredder." It all came about because I studied biology and computer science for a long time and received my doctorate as the crowning achievement of my academic career.
As a child, I sang Bach in the church's „Knabenchor Unser Lieben Frauen“ because my mother thought it was good for my soul. And it was, until, thanks to an excellent teacher, I realized that music is like mathematics. After that, I loved not only music but also mathematics and all sciences based on mathematics: physics, biology, chemistry, computer science. So, I went straight into the natural sciences and engineering. Yes, I studied a lot. However, a university career wasn't for me. I wanted to monetize the findings of the various sciences (you can't live on air and love alone) and founded over a dozen companies. Because who wants life to follow a clear formula? I certainly didn't. In addition to adventurous entrepreneurship, the subsequent career in politics (German Bundestag), and a growing family, I was constantly picking up the guitar or keyboard, which is what you do when you want to escape the chaos of everyday life.
Should I say I'm a virtuoso? No. That would be a lie. I'm just too lazy for that. Laziness, or in modern parlance, "efficiency," is a principle for me. And so I founded my "own studio," consisting of a lot of electronics and software. The hipsters call it DIY. I call it "not wanting to act like a big shot and book expensive recording studios." I'm a one-man orchestra, a chef-d'oeuvre who spends all day producing pop, rock, indie, and ambient mishmash until he finally finds it he likes. My menu? Pink Floyd, Genesis, Supertramp, Muse, Zappa, Miles Davis, and many more. Yes, all at once. I told you: mishmash.
There are guys who write music to become famous. Then there's me. I write music to keep myself from going crazy. Sometimes it's funny, sometimes there's melancholy in it, sometimes it's stories from literature or something sci-fi. Or from Tinder dates my daughters have told me. I mean, who hasn't wondered what "being in Tinder light" is? Exactly. I wrote it down. I use everything I can get my hands on: GarageBand, samples, my voice, AI voices, Udio, VirtualDJ, everything! I don't care if purists say it's no longer art. It doesn't matter, the main thing is that my music feels like a window you can look out of and discover something new again and again.
Every song becomes a little adventure. Sometimes I start with a line, sometimes with a feeling I can't shake. It's like an escape from reality, except in the end, there's no escape. And that's a good thing. This is how I stay grounded. Okay, grounded isn't the right word either. Let me put it this way: I've stayed true to myself. And I'm grateful for everyone who listens, shares, or comments.
It makes me feel like I'm not completely alone in this madness. So if you also like songs that don't follow the rules, I'd be happy if you joined in. After all, the world is crazy enough.
You have to fight that with music. I mean, that's logical, right?

Don't Let Her Get Close

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