Name: Come and find me by Geeky Animals
Duration: 3 min 44 s
Description: Melodies for windows that frame the night, and the quiet hearts pressed against the glass.

[Chorus]
Please return
the love you took from me
I gotta Let you know
I won it back
Please
return the love you took from me
Gotta Let you know
I won it back please

[Verse]
I closed my eyes
woke to find
The one that I thought
who'd forever
be mine
had gone away
Nothing left
not even a note to explain
what did I do
To deserve this pain

[Chorus]
Please return
the love you took from me
I gotta Let you know
I won it back
Please
return the love you took from me
Gotta Let you know
I won it back please

[Verse]
Tears in my eyes
all I do is walk around staring at the sky
hoping to hide
loves sad refrain I now hold inside.

[Chorus]
Please return
the love you took from me
I gotta Let you know
I won it back
Please
return the love you took from me
Gotta Let you know
I won it back please

[Chorus]
Please return
the love you took from me
I gotta Let you know
I won it back
Please
return the love you took from me
Gotta Let you know
I won it back please

Can you hear my heart cryin out to you
Tell me baby what will I do without yoooou! Oh! PLEASE!!!!! Oh baby

[Chorus]
Please return
the love you took from me
I gotta Let you know
I won it back
Please
return the love you took from me
Gotta Let you know
I won it back please
_______________________________________
Heavy Head Music (ASCAP)

Please Return the Love You Took from Me V4

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.

LYRICS

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

Melodies for windows that frame the night, and the quiet hearts pressed against the glass.

Come and find me

🌧️ “Sunday Morning Static” 
A quiet hymn for the self — brewed slow like morning coffee.
This song hums with soft rebellion, rain-soaked windows,
and the beauty of finally choosing your own rhythm.

Set to warm vinyl tones and Rhodes whispers,
“Sunday Morning Static” is a tender anthem
for anyone reclaiming peace after the noise.
No heartbreak, no hunger — just the sound of a woman coming home to herself.

Sunday Morning Static

[Verse 1]
Sunday morning static on the radio dial,
Been a minute, honey, since I let myself smile.
Got my own damn sugar, make my coffee sweet,
Just the sound of my own heart, to the rhythm of the street.

[Pre-Chorus]
Window cracked, and the breeze rolls in,
Scent of rain, and a second chance on my skin.
Ain’t no plans, but it feels just right —
Movin’ slow in the afterlight.

[Chorus]
It’s a slow burn, baby, a quiet fire,
Gettin’ high on nothin’ but my own desire.
No secondhand promises, no borrowed time,
The only love I’m chasin’ now… is finally mine.

[Verse 2]
Vinyl hums through a dusty old groove,
Bare feet tappin' in a new kinda mood.
I light a smoke I don’t plan to finish,
Just for the shape of the flame — and how long it lingers.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Curtains sway like a secret hymn,
Sippin’ sunlight like it’s poured from sin.
Don’t need much, just the day and me —
Takin’ back my own company.

[Chorus 2]
It’s a slow burn, baby, a soft return,
To the girl I was before I had to learn.
No more waiting on a call that won’t come through —
This quiet feels like something new.

[Bridge] (spoken-sung, intimate)
Used to be I’d fear the quiet…
Now it plays in stereo.
Peace don’t come with a bang, babe —
It hums real low.

[Final Chorus]
It’s a slow burn, baby, and I’m still alight,
Glowin’ steady through the longest night.
Ain’t fallin’ for the fire I used to crave —
I’m the spark now… I behave.
Yeah, the only love I’m chasin’ now…
is mine to save.

Sunday Morning Static

This is Ai generated but before you judge I still pour my heart and emotions into every piece

Starry Eyes

the lights are low your inhibitions are calling 
take a chance explore your sexuality 
your eyes are wide curiosity just admit you can't control this heat 

don't be shy take a bite of the pie 
it feels so good it'll make your mama cry cry 

I've been called many things some say I'm a bad influence 
but it's all how you look 
all how you percept
i say your perception is it on or off

say it loud when you let go 
never stop the river flow 
never say you can't be free 
if you want then you can fuck me

the lights are low inhibitions are calling
take a chance explore your sexuality 
your eyes are wide curiosity 
just admit you can't control this here

 in your sweet embrace i see that familiar smile there's no turning back
I'm lost in you all the while
Photographic memories
Promising to tell know lie
Take me to another time zone where I'm lost, a prisoner
by my hearts device.

say it loud when you let go 
never stop the river flow 
never say you can't be free 
if you want then you can fuck me

the lights are low inhibitions are calling
take a chance explore your sexuality 
your eyes are wide curiosity 
just admit you can't control this here
_______________________________________
Heavy Head Music (ASCAP)

This Is Blythe - Blythe London

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For anyone who’s still checking their phone, still sleeping on the same side, still pretending they’re fine — this is for you.

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Come and find me

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