Indie beach boys and dominic fike insprired song.

Dance With Me(i should be living in the 60s) [demo]

A kind of indie, bedroom pop, rap song that i made after i bought a skate board.

Skaterboi [demo]

just a solid pop-ish rock-ish vibe about being hopelessy romantic

*hopelessly romantic* [demo]

dream world

jiffy freestyle

An indie popish-rockish song about being young & dumb & thinking your in love

* Lyrics *

She tagged me in her Instagram post
So all her friends can remind me how pretty she is
I’m always taking it slow
One day maybe I’ll figure out what love is

I made her laugh once
So I’m pretty sure it’s love
And she made me laugh once
So this must be love

Ohhhh

We’re just young and naive
We don’t know what it means
To fall in love
Oh we’re just stupid teens
Spend my money on things I don’t need
I need to fall in love
Need it like the air that I breath

Why do I crave your attention
I crave affection
Oh I hate what I have become

16 and clueless 
I can’t keep doing this
Put me on the playlist, a-list
I’m still nameless
I’m still searching for love
But I don’t know what love is
She’s proud cuz she finally got a boyfriend
I’m glad cuz she thinks I’m important

I made her laugh once
So I’m pretty sure it’s love
And she made me laugh once
So this must be love

Ohhhh

We’re just young and naive
We don’t know what it means
To fall in love
Oh we’re just stupid teens
Spend my money on things I don’t need
I need to fall in love
Need it like the air that I breath

So who cares if we crash 
For going to fast
You say your hesitant
Well that’s too bad
Cuz I crave love
Maybe to much 
For people so young
We don’t know enough

We’re just young and naive 
We don’t know what it means
To fall in love
Oh we’re just stupid teens
Spend my money on things I don’t need
I need to fall in love
Need it like the air that I breath

young & naive [demo]

a couple of chill songs about the internet, murder, coffee and memories. Hope you enjoy :)

the internet murdered someone

a super ambient and chill song about the struggle between choosing worldly love and heavenly love

Lyrics:
Wore a blazer to water my ikea plants
If I’m not going to happy maybe I should be a business man
If I became an interior designer and I changed my name
At least when I die I will have an aesthetically pleasing grave

You can change your image
You can change your hair
You can change face
The world wouldn’t care
You’ll never know how it feels to be loved 

Money can’t buy love
But if I was rich I could buy other stuff

So I’ll change my name
And I’ll lose my faith
if it means that i could
feel love

ikea plants

chill beatles-esque song about love i guess anyways hope you like it

where is the love?

broke since wednesday

this some real hip hop

lyrics:
I tripped but I didn’t fall
Picked up the phone but I didn’t call
Tried to write some pop songs I hit a wall
So I give it my all

Every day every night not available 
Imma be up in the studio
Lenny dee on the sample
You know it
I can tell your insecure
you show it

It’s pitiful 
When I hit you with the mic ya you know it’s critical
When I build my life I got god as my cornerstone
So you know when we flex ya it’s on the low
Aye where the beat go
Talked to your grandma and she called me an angel
Call of duty
get the payload
My call of duty is to tell you bout my god tho

I ain’t an npc
I’m an mc
No mpc
They envy me
This ain’t gta
Give me the eta
Making beats so fly must be in my Dna
Imma be at camp all summer
I’ll be broke next year haha that’s bummer
It’s a mini van but I drive it like a hummer
Imma fool to fall in love like I’m from midsummer
Like Mac miller I’m running in circles
Swimming around you you look like a turtle
This is just one hurdle in life 
Good or bad I give it all to Jesus Christ

GIVE IT MY ALL

made this song about making music for art not for money yay

Lyrics:

Your not lyrically inclined
Your career is on decline
Saw it in your face I could have read it in her eyes
I’m Tryna read through the lines
tryna step to the mic
Make a beat write a rhyme
Take a seat take your life

You ain’t an artist you’re a business man
Creativity not flowing you the hoover dam
Your heating up but I’m not a fan
My god he the lion and the lamb

you see that mic drop
Ballin’ on the black top
You might be wearing new nikes but I’ll still cross you up
You got money in the bank but it won’t fill you up
Roll the dice in the end you’ll be out of luck

I ain’t ever sellout
exclusive to SoundCloud 
I do this respectful
Ain’t nobody say it’s too loud
I need a hair cut 
Hair is getting too long
You tweeting like a fool
Like you Elon 
musk
You know what?
I put your hands in the cuffs
So eat my dust
Said “beat it” to my lust 
I’m still fighting that demon
Devil busy scheming
It’s getting late I should really be leaving
I ain’t tryna 
I ain’t tryna 
slide
Make a beat then I ride on the mic
You can’t call me mike
In another life
Or we’re gonna fight

take a seat, take your life

wrote this song in the last week of summer while I was serving at Camp Qwanoes. Let me know what you think, it's kinda finished but not really.
Photo by the homie Finn Fiorito

Lyrics:
Is it all in my head
Is it something she said
Lie awake in my bed
And I’m thinking too much

I change my mind like she changes clothes
I’d ask her out but I still don’t know
If I’m just in a rush to fall in love before I get old
I’ll take it slow

I’ll miss my chance because of that 
Still waiting on the second act
Stuck in this play that’s my life
And It ain’t no Peter Pan
No ma’am 
I guess it’s all just in the past
I guess that’s proof it wouldn’t last
I want a future in love
And it’s hurting bad

I change my mind like she changes clothes
I’d ask her out but I still don’t know
If I’m just in a rush to fall in love before I get old
I’ll take it slow

Oh how I want to run but I’ll take it slow

I’ll take it slow

take it slow [demo]

wrote some of this in greece and finally got to finish it. kinda cool
either Ben or Finn took this photo so shouts out to one of them lol

Lyrics:

I think I’m spiralling
Call God up I’m dialling
I got the fit so nice 
Your mom say I’m styling
I’m still wondering
God where am I going

I am not ballin’ I’m Paulin’
You acting out like you Stalin
Its I’m-paul-sive
It’s a-paul-ing
the way that you act
You should go and read acts
You don’t need a podcast to share your opinion
My God be pushing me beyond my limits
RPM revolutions per minutes going up
BPM stay in time till I’m finished that’s was up

Old sins coming back like didn’t I defeat you
Demons gonna pull up and then they gonna kick you
Jesus put he’s hand out said “I’m coming with you”
Jesus’ got my heart but I still need tissues
I still need tissues
You don’t like my music well that sounds like an iss-you
Not an iss-me
Jesus got my soul feeling pristine
Tryna walk in my faith that’s the Galillee
Walk on water
Got the stilts I’m taller
Raise my hands when I praise my father
Devil talking loud so I gotta talk louder
Got a mic and a pen but Gods still the author

i think i'm spiralling

i cannot dance bro

photo by the one and only Lanaia Salisbury on filmmmm

the songs about not knowing how to function in a romantic relationship cuz I've never been in one but it could also just be about dancing if you like

also my moms in the song!!!

Lyrics:

The way you look
The way you laugh
And the way you dance
Oh it’s all I had to go by
You grab my hand
We go outside
But I can’t dance and that’s all that I’m thinking bout’
But you were just tryna get to know me

I can’t dance (huh?)
I said I can’t dance (what?)
I said I can’t dance (when?)
I said I can’t dance

I wasn’t trained for this
I can love a friend but I don’t know much about a love like this
I can’t dance
No I can’t

It’s all
Moving too quickly
I’ll move on
But I won’t move too quickly
Get your groove on
But you don’t groove with me
I’ll tap my feet
But I’m not moving

I can’t dance (huh?)
I said I can’t dance (what?)
I said I can’t dance (when?)
I said I can’t dance
(Can you dance? - said by my mom)
NO!!!

I CAN’T DANCE!

groovy song about graduating yay

Lyrics:

Hold up 
Don’t move too fast
It’s in the past
I’m Held up
But it won’t last
I gotta dash
You know what
I’m on the caff
And it’s a blast
I’m held up
Thank God it won’t last

Life moves too fast
Like a runner on track
That I can’t catch
No matter how fast I am
I’m just distracted
Too focused on the past tense
I’m agitated by my past actions

I play it back
In my head
Every night
What we said
What we did
Oh my

Hold up 
Don’t move too fast
It’s in the past
I’m Held up
But it won’t last
I gotta dash
You know what
I’m on the caff
And it’s a blast
I’m held up
Thank God it won’t last

Yeah I look fly in my converse
She a women of God 
So I called her up
Think gonna miss those summers
I don’t think I’d ever get enough
I ain’t been in love with a girl but I been in love with the times we had
I ain’t been in love with the world but in love with my God oh yeah
I don’t wanna move on 
I don’t wanna grow up
I just wanna hold on
They asking what’s the hold up is
You should probably move on
You should probably grow up
Get a job and move out quick 
Find a wife and have some kids

Hold up 
Don’t move too fast
It’s in the past
I’m Held up
But it won’t last
I gotta dash
You know what
I’m on the caff
And it’s a blast
I’m held up
Thank God it won’t last

don't move too fast [demo]

thoughts on the new Dominic Fike album?

Lyrics:

You keep a knife in your pants at the dance so you can fight it
Cuz the groove doesn’t bruise you’ll try to slice it and dice it 
Your tryna choose between running or dancing
Then the music comes to a stop

Who killed the DJ? 

And now the DJ’s on the floor
He can’t take anymore 
But the body’s smelling funky
Did someone say funky?

Turn on the cruise control
You gotta rock n roll
You gonna twist it and turn it if you gonna make it out

The groove is coming
Start on running
The parties dying but we can try to CPR it

It was party in space
Now go and moon walk away
You gotta moon walk away

The DJs shot 
In the head
What the heck
Who killed the DJ

who killed the dj? [demo]

"wow are parts of this song in 7/4? You must be a great musician" - you after listening to this song

also shoutout to the major pentatonic scale

Lyrics:
I am not who you say I am
You will never know who I really am

You don’t know the things that I’ve done
You don’t know the man I’ve become
You can never know who I am
You say you wanna know but

You don’t understand 
You don’t understand
You don’t know this man
You don’t know this man
like I do

I’m just a sinner at church
Except it’s where I work
I’d die
To know more then just words
Lord I need to feel forgiveness now
I lay it all down
Lord you know who I am
I lay it all down
Lord you know who I am

i am not who you say i am [demo]

van gogh’s mug

tired (spring 2023)

i guess sinner and saint aren't mutually inclusive
and I exist in the space
between
a sinner
chosen to be a saint
by a God who cares more
than I could possibly imagine

dancing with divinity; playing in the dirt

God is love; love isn't God

711 song

i'm still a child (winter 2022)

low key the most crazy experimental song I've ever made

GET UP!

perfect love casts out fear?

basically michael phelps but i can't swim
all music made by me for the glory of God in my bedroom studio in Langley, BC

hi it's michael

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