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Written & Produced by Cautious Clay

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Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/08ikZNbHrmw7gxgB4vGpiv

Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQTEfmK4IG0

Big thanks to @lean-quatifah + Daniel Powers for the Art/Photography

Mastered by: Andrew Maury

Cus I Take fear in those who love me 
Low lighting with a gated entry 
Level headed cus I'm never stressing 
But I stay Unsettled never wanted blessing(s)

So I don't wanna be loved 
No I don't wanna be loved

And I don't wanna make up
Nawwww I don't wanna make up

Short sighted for the lies I told you 
But You stood tall till the glass was empty 
And your low key in face of limelight 
And you wanna be who you are when it really counts most

So I don't wanna be loved 
No I don't wanna be loved

And I don't wanna make up
Nawwww I don't wanna make up

Lived good true Hollywood story Highways chasing washed up glory

Risk it wall no need to be a martyr 
paradise couldn't get much harder

Ego is all the baggage that I need 
There not pressure for the ones that you really love

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Joshua Tree

Performed by: Miki Fiki
Written by: Theodore Hartog
Produced by: Andrew Conner
Mastered by: Zach Hughes

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Baby, do you think that I could maybe try and make it colder?
Colder than the etched in stone
When I know I just wanna be your best friend
Baby, you'll find the time and place
Well maybe I like the rhyme and taste
Of freedom, on my tongue and in my soul
On the top of that hill where I used to call home
And tell my mom, my pops, and hometown
That maybe I’d come back around

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe I’d call off the hounds
Maybe I’d live by the downs
Maybe I’d ask how it sounds
And maybe you’d tell me
That you couldn’t bear to see me go home
Well maybe I never left there at all
Excuse me, I'll try not to bump in
To soft subjects while the bass is pumping
And the me is jumping
And I'm gone let me tell you where

[Chorus]
Why do you think that I’m a stranger, to my own damn friends?
Do they believe I want to break her?
Please, I couldn’t make her bend
Darling see that it’s the truth now
And I do now what I should’ve done then
Do you wanna see it through now, the breakdown
And where it begins?
Come on I’ll walk you through that door

[Verse 2]
Ooh I’ll take what I can get, the smaller I feel, the smaller I sit
And the better for you and your cool confidence
(does it make any sense?)
Does it make any sense that I’m drowning?
Does it make sense that the madness surrounding
All that I see, and all that I do
Is all cause of me, I’ll blame it on you

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Does it ever feel like I’ll make it alright, how?
People be coming up telling me I am doing fine
But I want you old friend to make it right now
People be coming up telling me I will get mine
Talking at breakneck speeds, I need you to take your time

[Chorus]
Why do you think that I’m a stranger, to my own damn friends?
Do they believe I want to break her?
Please, I couldn’t make her bend
Darling see that it’s the truth now
And I do now what I should’ve done then
Do you wanna see it through now, the breakdown
And where it begins?
Come on I’ll walk you through that door

Stranger

Dancing In The Street

Written & Produced by Cautious Clay 

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0kgMFNqgdIB8wvEQJzmuk8?si=Reg2_cnUS5O0wZ6KLMmf3A

apple music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/resonance-single/1386997575

Smoke:

They say you had a character flaw 
Every-time i say you you cutting me out

Put a flame at the end of my name so i know it real
You see how i feel

I bend a whole lot a cards 
seen a whole lotta broads as they walk my way
stay reaching for the stars 
Been in a whole lotta cards with a broken ash tray

Buy don't you blow your smoke at me
(no)
Don't you blow your smoke at me

Growing is not a contest
But I'm loving all the attention
forgot all there affection that I felt for you

But there's always someone to frequent
To feel right for any reason

Don't make it out to be greater than two people trying to fuck

Always remember things change 
When you move to new lanes
Never know if you stay

We always meet with our friends
Never been for new ends 
People fall where they may

But don't you blow your smoke at me
No 
Don't you blow your smoke at me

Don't cut me out


Losing the meeting so 
Fuck how you feeling I'm 
Reaching the ceiling

It's all so revieling

I bend a whole lot a cards 
seen a whole lotta broads as they walk my way
stay reaching for the stars 
Been in a whole lotta cards with a broken ash trays

But don't you blow your smoke at me
No 
Don't you blow your smoke at me

Smoke

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