Next 100, part 13

The Tasmanian Queen

Terminus: Dream City

The Iowa Liar

Drifts To Starboard

Lonely Sunday Morning

Preguntando

(woah)
(kill kill kill)
(do them worse leave them dead)
(kill kill kill)
(do them worse leave them dead)
(kill kill ki-)

shut up
lemme talk
free me from the love and all the pain
he'll slide back but ill still feel the same
forget me cuz im already dying
change my mind so watch your life
free me from the struggles of life
i hope i can sing my way out
i know this journey is eternal
i hope all my issues are internal

someone dipped my pain in the styx
someone i know so well
i got my body covered in this water
hoe so bad put her on a goddam poster
got get out before the goddam slaughter
wish u well cuz i could just go and buy her

styx just be on grow
man i dont know
hoe might be on go
my planet floats
i just want the sun today-ay
i smoke runts thats okay-ay

free me from the love and all the pain
he'll slide back but ill still feel the same
forget me cuz im already dying
change my mind so watch your life
free me from the struggles of life
i hope i can sing my way out
i know this journey is eternal
i hope all my issues are internal

eternal

The Fault Lines

“The skies don’t light up here like they do back home.”
That’s what she told me when the meteor shower was announced. We both wanted to see it, we needed to see it. We made a pact: rest before midnight, wake up when the world starts falling, and drive until the city lights couldn't find us.
But intimacy has a way of bending time. Once we locked into that hold, the outside world stopped existing. The tiredness that arrived wasn’t just physical; it was intoxicating. It was a heavy, velvet weight that made the idea of a drive feel like a journey to another planet.
When the alarms finally blared at 11:30PM, we arose in that hazy, half-conscious state where sentences don't quite form. We looked at each other and knew. We knew the drive was beyond our grasp. We knew the stars were above the roof anyway. And we knew that no matter where we were, as long as we had each other, we had the world.
"In My Arms" is the sonic representation of that gravity. It’s the sound of choosing the person over the spectacle. It’s the realization that while everyone else is looking up at the sky, the most beautiful thing in the universe is right here, breathing next to you.
Close your eyes. Let the world break.
Mixed and Mastered by SB4L.
Neo R&B. Spacey. Intimate. Selective

In My Arms

A blend of my very first tracks like "Moonshadow" and my unique Jazzhopped Lo-Fi Hip-Hop sound. Enjoy this cool track with a lot of Guitar and Basswork, layered over a relaxed, but happy and groovy beat. ENOJY :)

SASHEESH - Lovely Place To Fall Apart

Stepping out on new styles, but deep and rich with the history of everything this movement has set upon.

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