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Um tempo para te amar

Alligotismemoriesonetake

Written by: Reed Pake & paper latte
paper latte's SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/paperlatte
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/playfulryan
Mixed/Mastered by: Blindsightmix & John Garcia
Album Cover by: Nick O'Neil

Breathing Canvas (feat. paper latte) - Single

Spotify/Apple Music

Breathing Canvas (feat. paper latte) [prod. Playful Ryan]

stream on spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3j2vsBxYz2W03gdUAN0acB?si=1oSOSZ9lQSmNdSnEZ0irgw

feat. @isabellafortuna
prod. @masked-man-peace

[Verse 1: Isabella Fortuna]
my head in the stars my heart nearly healed
till I got caught up in your magnetic field 
you stared right into the depths of my soul 
you drew me slowly into your black hole
i’m fragile to touch eager to love 
it got too much 
the sky up above was caving in 
my universe was paper-thin

[Verse 2: marc]
I ain't really tryna fall so I get high 
using music as my armor to get by 
used to look up at the stars in the night sky 
now I only see the dark in my damn mind
see she used to steal hearts she's an ex-bandit 
till she got her heart broken and her self damaged 
science tells that the universe is expanding 
maybe we could find balance on the Next planet 
shake when I'm standing, hurts and I'm anxious 
got my head spinning like the earth on its axis 
and I know I got a fairly odd flow 
but maybe me and you could wander in the cosmos

I see the stars in the yolk of your eyes 
I feel fingernails in the flesh of my thighs 
you have me lightheaded, hands threaded
through your hair I’m caught in your stare
do you see my galaxies 
what I believe, what I perceive
I know I got a fairly odd flow 
but maybe you and me could 
wonder in the cosmos

[Hook: marc] x2
Blasting off on a rocket going who knows where 
Saw a planet and a comet baby you don't care 
well if home is where the heart is 
and I'm really being honest 
there ain't nothing that can stop us
we can stay right here

*i do not own the artwork*

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cosmic emotions w/ isabella fortuna (prod. masked man)

feat. @atwood
prod. @officialbiosphere and @citygrl
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

I can't seem to say a word but i hope that you see the message in my eyes
And i know this sounds absurd but girl i still feel our connection in the silence
I'm mumbling around you
You still hang around me
I love that i found you
But i just cannot speak
In the presence of a goddess 
Girl i think you keep me quiet
And i like it

Oh man, I think it's love at first sight
I hope I dream the same scenario that runs through her mind
I've got the wherewithal to play it out, take her out to outer space
I've planned the date down to a science, while her eyes just, how you say, uhh

nevermind, I'm trying to say she's something else
she manipulates my glacial heart, that her tongue could melt
I'm hunkered down in bunkers 'round a lovely battlefield
my safety's on, but all the butterflies still flutter out the gun barrels

I think a cat got my.. what's it called
we had locked eyes once and you could cut the tension with uh, something sharp
tons of sparks and other smart metaphors formed between us
in uncharted territory, need to procure some visas

like those triangle things in Giza, so visually stunning/
I'm a sucker for that uhh colored hair and her lips are so lovely
like the damn, what's the word, her freckles like stars that speckle the sky or something
I don't know I think my mind is buffering, I'm just speechless

Hook

You've got the. .touch.. of. a million angels
A pill i take to levitate to go higher than rainbows

A.... a.... no I've got it on the tip of my tongue hold on

Oh! And you're an angel
Okay hang on
I know that wasn't very charming but
Your alabaster keys strike the strings of my heartbeat
And make me stop and think, well. .not think.. i mean partly
But i just cannot seem to find something that hits the mark
How'd this even start?
Maybe i should buy a teleprompter
Type out all my sentences ahead of time
Finesse these awkward situations
But maybe that wouldn't be genuine
And I'd begin to slip into a state of charted destinations
A place so far away from yesterday's cathartic stasis
Guess it's hard to say that when my tongue's tied I still feel amazing
You make me feel amazing
You make me feel amazing
You make me uhhhh

Speechless w/ Atwood (prod. biosphere & City Girl)

feat @keepitinside
mix @keepitinside
art @ocoenia
prod @ttwoface

song about my girl

In the Palm of her Hand (feat. keepitinside) [prod. twoface]

prod. @geo_1022
add vocals. @atwood
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

I peck at the perfect Peking duck she cooked just for me
we sit at her table, my thigh’s touching her foot underneath
she sips her wine then asks if I like it with the Hoisin dip
while I pretend I haven’t realized she poisoned it

I lie and deflect with a classic bathroom excuse
and run the tap before I puke the food I had to consume to keep up the ruse
I return to her refilling her glass
as I try to discern if mine was mixed with pills from her batch

but eh, perhaps I’m being overly cautious
also deploying this protective shield is so damn exhausting
it’s just a date, but I can’t this shake this awful feeling
that she’s a siren, deadly black widow, femme fatale in secret/

hold up, wait, what’s the reason she chose me over any other
she’s just feigning interest in me as to not blow her cover
it’s smart, so I take a bite and compliment the meat
‘cause I can feel the eyes of the sniper who’s perched across the street

a perfect date, a perfect murder for tonight
a lovely evening or a planned out homicide
it’s a perfect date, a perfect cover for a crime
the first of many or the first and final time
X2

She washes off the Ginsu blade, I clean the table up and
I silently wish that we had had this lovely date in public
she starts raving ‘bout true crime and then motions towards the couch
throws a documentary on right before I go turn her down

but before I know it my escape hatch slams shut
and we’re midway through exposés on crazed bandits, man hunts
assassins and kidnappers, serial killers, and such
when I spy what looks just like a pistol in her bag, tucked

so I whip out the bathroom excuse, but it comes out jumbled
“I need to bath the room use!” - like full on run and fumble
then I slink through the hallway out of sight and tie up my hi-tops
burst into the night, sprint outside of the sniper’s eye shot

safe and sound, except for those phoney vehicles
unmarked vans and CIA agents disguised as homeless people
under toxic chemtrails, and reptilians with different coloured fangs
at least I left her place unscathed to live another day

A Perfect Date... To Die For (prod. Garrett.)

This song is about my life and some of the things I've been through. 

Out on all streaming platforms: 
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5E7LrMhXw0tqf2OeBgizKH?si=WoNwbdGMRsON1CZIJD4cOA
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/napalm-rain-feat-typx-single/1524344943

Producer: https://soundcloud.com/eric-godlow
Singer: https://soundcloud.com/typo_17117
Artwork: https://soundcloud.com/ocoenia

Lyrics: 
Don’t try to live your life through me 
You’ll live with everything that you regret
Be ashamed if you want if you want that is your choosing 
I just want to live and forget, the war I went through 
The abuse by your hand, the napalm that rained
in my forests when you're violent and mad 
Yeah I could break the cycle to pieces of glass
Bleeding from my feet, bitch I'll turn it to sand

Looking in the wrong place
I've been fishing in a bath tub
Answer's in the ocean, that's what being sad does
Past tense, left me feeling damaged
I want to have a future I feel like I can manage
Burnout and you can see my smoke clouds
Building's gonna fall yeah it's really about to go down 
Rebuild me into newer foundations
I can't stand the planet with all of its shaking
In this earthquake, I'm at fault for my mistakes
And I've learned to recognize
Because that's how mom raised me, don't tell me 
I can't feel or that my feelings are worthless
Or that you're ashamed of me because I'm not a surgeon
Why are you mad that I'm my own person 
Why are you sad and see me as burden, I'm not the son you wanted
But I'm trying my best and I lose myself in songs to escape and forget 

Don’t try to live your life through me 
You’ll live with everything that you regret
Be ashamed if you want if you want that is your choosing 
I just want to live and forget, the war I went through 
The abuse by your hand, the napalm that rained
in my forests when you're violent and mad 
Yeah I could break the cycle to pieces of glass
Bleeding from my feet, bitch I'll turn it to sand

Why you'd break the table, to be happy is a fable
Fairy tales aren't real, reality is painful
Violence, but it's all met with silence
I hate the thought of skin being bruised into violets
I wish I could stop my crying
I couldn't ask for help, no I couldn't ask for guidance 
Riots in my head I'm hearing sirens 
I tried to be the perfect son, but it's just tiring 
Don’t try to live your life through me 
You’ll live with everything that you regret
Be ashamed if you want if you want that is your choosing 
I just want to live and forget, the war I went through 
The abuse by your hand, the napalm that rained
in my forests when you're violent and mad 
I could break the cycle to pieces of glass
Bleeding from my feet, bitch I'll turn it to sand
Yeah I'll turn it to sand, walk on my beach
Turn it to sand, walk on my beach
Past anxiety and pain you left for mama and me
Ocean wash the pain turn my nightmares to dreams 
Leave my pain behind for all the fish in the sea
Yeah just let it be, it's all c'est la vie, you can have the remnants 
You heartless machine, you can your deal blows to my self-esteem 
But you can never take what this all means to me 

Don’t try to live your life through me 
You’ll live with everything that you regret
Be ashamed if you want if you want that is your choosing 
I just want to live and forget, the war I went through 
The abuse by your hand, the napalm that rained
in my forests when you're violent and mad 
Yeah I could break the cycle to pieces of glass
Bleeding from my feet, bitch I'll turn it to sand

Spotify

Napalm Rain Ft. IVYLO (Prod. Eric Godlow)

She Cute But(Feat Sheffdan)

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Stream on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3yVGv1ka8ykcGS36oKzRST?si=gngDl_iNRyu_86i9dYV57Q

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Don't Need [Free Download]

A song about being stuck inside during the apocalypse. Sound familiar? 😉

Written by: Reed Pake, https://soundcloud.com/marcindigo &  https://soundcloud.com/mrmastersucks

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/beatcoin-948353974

Cover art by: https://soundcloud.com/saintkales

Mixed/Mastered by: https://soundcloud.com/3astman  

Verse 1 (Rekap): 
Lyin’ in my bed at leisure, don’t wake ‘till eleven, ever/ 
Seven more rejection letters in my inbox, but no pressure/ 
Check the weather for gigafires and I really should get an air purifier/  Too much take-out, so I guzzle benefiber, just smoked earlier, but now I’m getting higher/ 
I got nothin’ to do and I can’t stand it, news gettin’ worse by the damn second/ 
Can’t see my friends or my fam, gettin’/ 
So lonely when scrolling on Tinder that honestly anyone at this point can get it/
Yeah, and I can’t really cook, so I‘m livin’ off of shit like canned spinach, but I’m managin’, I guess/
And right when this shit couldn’t go more awry/
I open my blinds and I see an orange sky/
Twitter is sayin’ that we’re gonna die/ 
The end is nigh, we should all run and hide/ 
But I’m stuck inside, I don’t know where to go/ 
So I lay in my bed and I stare at my phone/
Meltin’ my brain watchin’ terrible shows/ 
Waitin’ until the whole planet explodes/

Hook 1 (marc indigo):
I don’t know what’s going on and really no one does/ 
All these issues all at once, really I’ve had enough/
I just hate the way my life’s just changed and fell apart/
 I’m just waitin’, I’m frustrated, can we just restart?
I’m terrified but I’m chillin/
I’m staring up at the ceiling/
This world is falling to ruins/
At least I’m safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/
Safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/
Each day I open my eyes/
I’m seeing smoke in the skies/
Everyone’s hopeless online/
At least I’m safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/
Safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/

 Verse 2 (Mr. Master): 
'08, I ate up my hours alone/ 
Only kept up with time. Stay inside feel like home/
Gopher my head out the ground and it’s discounts on 
underground bunkers I already own/
Rapid lose muscle when farthest approach to a 
cardio stroll is a scroll on a phone/
Classes asynchronous. Pass, no attendance/
I stan education but no. No I’m not busy busy/ 
But the pen game sharper, image crispy/ 
While the kids stay arguin’ with Disney, this hummingbird
heart beat through the windy/
Really been up still. All everyone love kill buzzkill/ 
Spirit ain’t shine, then the sun will/
Not gonna lie though, a hug would be clutch, any touch let the Bowflex a boat less uphill/
Won’t let a dot set up shop keeper windows/ 
Melee X’d out. Miracle mile on dash. Ace quiz shows ‘Nache don’t crash mid woe/ 
Permanent daylight, search for the save life. Case close/
I run out o’ space to run out. I runneth over/ 
I’m driven. I hit a red light and let it go/  

Hook 2 (marc indigo):
I don’t know what’s going on and really no one does/ 
All these issues all at once, really I’ve had enough/
Everyday feels like the same, can we have something new/
I’m just hopin’ in the end that we can make it through/
I’m terrified but I’m chillin/
I’m staring up at the ceiling/
This world is falling to ruins/
At least I’m safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/
Safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/
Each day I open my eyes/
I’m seeing smoke in the skies/
Everyone’s hopeless online/
At least I’m safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/
Safe inside my bedroom, bedroom/

Bedroom (feat. marc indigo & mr. master) [prod. BEATCoin]

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