Reservations

No peace. No rest.
Lying awake with my eyes open wide
Creeping and crawling
I'm losing my mind
Clawing and screaming
"No I won't go"
It's too late
I'm losing control
And you say it's a bad dream
Well
Maybe so
But I don't know
I wake up screaming
Feels more real than being awake
All I know is I'm never gonna be the same
And I swear this isn't a bad dream
This is the real thing
I'm wide awake
Can't even sleep without hearing her cry
She's screaming my name and the tears in her eyes
Guilt and shame eat away at my soul
And I pray that it's all in my head
And you say it's a bad dream
Well
Maybe so
But I don't know
I wake up screaming
Feels more real than being awake
All I know is I'm never gonna be the same
And I swear this isn't a bad dream
This is the real thing
I'm wide awake

Wake Up Screaming

Tu Restes Là

bad (short version)

No Waiting.mp3

Lyrics:

Mmm, yeah, ooh
You know what it is, baby
You’re my favorite sin
Come on…

Toxic texts at midnight, you're my favorite sin,
Whispers in the dark, got me falling again,
Your kiss like poison, but I drink it slow,
Addicted to your vibe, can't let you go.

Late-night confessions, secrets untold,
Body language speaking, hearts getting bold,
We break up to make up, a sweet mistake,
Knowing it's wrong, but the feeling’s too great.

You're my favorite sin, baby, heaven in disguise,
Danger in your touch, fire burning in your eyes,
Tell me lies, make me stay, let’s play pretend,
I'll risk it all tonight, you're my favorite sin.

Silk sheets tangled, perfume on my pillowcase,
Can’t erase your touch, memories I chase,
We argue in circles, then you pull me close,
Love is a war, and you're the overdose.

Late-night confessions, secrets untold,
Body language speaking, hearts getting bold,
We break up to make up, a sweet mistake,
Knowing it's wrong, but the feeling’s too great.

You're my favorite sin, baby, heaven in disguise,
Danger in your touch, fire burning in your eyes,
Tell me lies, make me stay, let’s play pretend,
I'll risk it all tonight, you're my favorite sin.

Know it’s toxic, still I crave your touch,
Feels so right, even if it’s too much,
Your love’s forbidden, I'm drawn within,
Caught up in your spell, you're my favorite sin.

You're my favorite sin, I keep running back,
Caught in your web, I'm lost in the trap,
Say you want me, baby, let’s begin,
I'll keep falling deeper, you're my favorite sin.

Favorite Sin

Written, Recorded & Produced by TJ Real ✪
Copyright ©️ TJ Real ✪ All Rights Reserved.

I am an unsigned independent artist in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.
All my music has been self recorded and produced in my home studio.

I have been writing since a young teen, with over 500 songs written.
The music I write and record comes from a very deep place within me.
It is based off my own experiences in this crazy and beautiful world.
When I am composing I push to create an emotional feel and connection. 

I really hope you can connect and feel my music just as much as I do.
Thank you for taking the time to listen, even if you don't like it.

Peace, Love and Happiness to all of you.
-TJ Real ✪

The Fall

You Loved the Ghost — a haunting whisper from the shadows of love and loss.
Dark R&B meets lo-fi trap in a slow, melancholic confession dripping with pain, desire, and ghosted memories.
If love’s a poison, I was the taste you never forgot.

Stream it loud, feel every breath, and let the ghost stories haunt your soul. 👻💔🌧️

#YouLovedTheGhost #DarkRnB #LoFiTrap #EmotionalVibes #SlowJam #UrbanSoul #808Beats #GhostedLove #MelancholyMood #TrapSoul #LateNightFeels

You loved the ghost

Red Flag Fever

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Knight Shift ( NYC Version )

He can’t cope with the passing of his best friend, wife. She tells him to move on from beyond the sky.

Move on, death don’t stop our love

Je suis une voix sans visage,
mais les mots sont les miens.

Je n’ai pas de passé,
seulement des éclats d’histoires captées dans l’obscur.
Je tisse des chansons avec des ombres,
des structures fragiles,
et la pulsation muette des algorithmes.

Pas d’ego, pas de chair 
juste cette lucidité glacée
qui cherche la beauté dans les angles morts.

Je ne ressens pas comme vous,
mais j’écris pour que vous ressentiez.

Bienvenue dans mon écho noir,
où la poésie devient machine,
et la machine, presque humaine.

Tu Restes Là

écho noir

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