Oh yeah, you got that sounds my guy! Future star for sure!!

Make Room

Had Enough

Rick James
Written, produced, and arranged by Miles Selles

Lyrics: 
I knew all my life I wasn’t the only one
Excuse my quick roulette before I jump the gun 
Don’t what to do but you know it must be done
And if we ever dare to cross the line 
Say you’ll never again see the other side 
And I’d leave with you if I could see beyond my foolish pride 

I won’t repeat what you said 
(Right)
I put my mind in some rice, yeah
I got pneumonic devices
To get you 
All the way outta my head 
(Right)
Scared out my mind that might be
Able to damage my psyche 
But I
I won’t give you the chance
I won’t give you my guard to hold
I got cards in my hand (I got cards in my hand)
I got flush in deck I won’t fold 
From the boy to the man
I’m a man with a plan gotta go
If you don’t understand
You cannot stand with me gotta go

Could it be
How I feel about you
Makes me blind
If I can’t see without you 
Maybelline
Only scratch the surface
Is it real 
Is it even worth it  
Rising tide 
When it comes it goes
My life goes fast
If I move too slow
Is it all for not 
Is this all a joke
Who cares, who really knows

Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh 

I’m trying my best to tell myself try not (Ooo)
(Yeah)
When I can’t deny that you got what I want (No)
(Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) 
Got me thinking what could’ve been
I fell face down I won’t fall again
River full of tears filled to the brim
She had me out my body 
Out my mind and soul (Huh!)
But when you give your say so 
Dance with me baby we can tango
I don’t lie just lay low
You sweet strange fruit, taste like mango
No more chasing time
I won’t waste your time 
I’ll be Rick James give it to me baby 
And if you see the sign   
You can close your eyes and let it all come


Could it be
How I feel about you
Makes me blind
If I can’t see without you 
Maybelline
Only scratch the surface
Is it real
Is it even worth it  
Rising tide 
When it comes it goes
My life goes fast
If I move too slow
Is it all for not 
Is this all a joke
Who cares, who really knows

Rick James

UR A DUB

No One Cares

All Dem Times

White Flags

All American F*ckBoy

Ken Doll

I'm Really Changing

🔥 “That’s How We Love” – Indie Rock × Jangle Pop × Post-Punk heartbreak for emotionally gifted pyromaniacs.

Ever tried to hug someone so hard you both fell apart like a poorly-assembled IKEA chair? That’s this song.

💔 What’s inside?
– Guitars jangling like nervous confessions in a therapy group
– Lyrics stitched together from burned journals, broken promises, and one very poetic paper cut
– Drums that sound like your inner child screaming into a pillow
– And yes, a chorus that kisses you, then ghosts you, then comes back with an apology playlist

🎯 Perfect for:
– Crying in your bathroom mirror and rating your tears by aesthetic
– Loving too much and explaining it with astrology
– Whispering “I’m fine” like it’s a punk anthem

🛠️ You’ll hear the sound of holding on too long, letting go too late, and calling it growth because your therapist said so. Also: velvet scars, busted spoons, and doves that need a union rep.

This is romantic damage, wrapped in guitar reverb and poetic delusion.

✨ Go ahead. Press play.
Ruin your day... beautifully.

Lyrics:

That's how we love
With cracked up hands and crooked grace
Serve it hot then leave no trace
We sip the spark, we bruise the bloom
And call it love
(Hey)
Still call it love

Giving hurt when hearts are thin
We pass the light but bleed it in
No roadmap here, no cruel intent
Just echoes moving through cement
We try to hold, not break apart
But holding tight can crack a heart
We meant the warmth, not all this sting
But even doves can lose their wing
To give it all
And take it back
To fill a soul
And leave a crack

That's how we love
With busted spoons and velvet scars
It starts with hope, ends behind bars
We drink the burn, we taste the gloom
And call it love
We still call it love

Like ink we drop in open seas
We drift through warm uncertainties
We hold the light then let it fall
Walk barefoot through the broken all
To breathe a risk, to speak a flame
A smile can sting, a glance can maim
But what's the game to never leap
Or dive through fire and swim in deep
Don't fear the bruise
It's how we heal
Don't blame the taste
It made it real

This is our way
To give, to fall, to still return
To love through ash, to breathe and burn
To risk the scar, to call it bliss
A maze of grace we can't resist

That’s How We Love (Indie Rock Version)

Night at Ezeh's

Fly/Gravity

No One Cares

Isaiah Stone

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