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Tell Me Why

Und der Wind pfeift

A smoky, late-night confessional draped in neon and memory.
“Midnight Hunger” dives into the ache of desire, the sting of regret, and the kind of love that lingers long after it's gone. With raw lyrics and a moody, sensual atmosphere, this track captures the emotional fallout of moments we can’t forget—and maybe don’t want to. Perfect for late-night listening, heartbreak loops, or slow-burning seduction.

# Midnight Hunger

[Verse 1]
You say it's just the hour,
But I feel the weight of years
Pressing on this silence
Like whispers drenched in tears
The city's neon heartbeat
Pulls me back into the haze
Where shadows wear your perfume
And time forgets my name

[Chorus]
This midnight hunger—
It don’t ask, it just consumes
Craving every lie we whispered
In that low-lit motel room
Your touch is like a ghost now
But I still burn with the bruise
This aching hour remembers
Everything I meant to lose

[Verse 2]
The vinyl spins its sorrow,
Same song as the night before
Ashtray full of maybe
Keys still in the door
Your lipstick stains the mirror
Like a promise half-erased
And I drink to dull the echo
Of the way you said my name

[Bridge]
I was never made for mercy
You were never built to stay
We danced like sinners in the dark
Then slipped in separate ways
But this hour pulls me under
Where your memory won’t fade—
A fever I keep feeding
In the bed that we unmade

[Final Chorus]
This midnight hunger—
Keeps me calling through the static
Wishing I could lose you
But addiction turns fanatic
You haunt me like a rhythm
That no silence can undo
Still starving for your shadow
In this hour born for two


Midnight Hunger

When You Broke My Heart

Late September Heart is a quiet story of almosts — the words not said, the looks held a second too long, the song left hanging in the air. Set against a backdrop of worn leather booths and late-night jukebox hum, this track leans into a slow-burning country-blues feel. It’s the kind of song that doesn’t raise its voice, but lingers like smoke — steady, honest, and full of the things we don’t say. For nights when something stirs, even in silence. For what almost was.

Late September Heart erzählt leise von allem, was fast passiert wäre – Worte, die in der Kehle stecken bleiben, Blicke, die zu lange halten, ein Song, der in der Luft hängen bleibt. Der Sound: rau und warm, wie eine Jukebox in einem Diner kurz vor Feierabend. Country-Blues in seiner stillsten Form – ehrlich, zurückgenommen, und voller unausgesprochener Dinge. Für Nächte, in denen etwas bleibt. Auch wenn nichts geschieht.

Late September Heart

Unu sola bato
 
Verso 1
Infano ploras ie en la mondo
Tio estas mi, tio estas vi
Sub la sama ĉielo, doloro profunde
Kiam la homa koro perdas la fidon

Antaŭ-ritornelo
Sed se ni etendas manon, sen timo, sen flago
Ni vidos ke espero ne vivas nur en parolo

Ĥoro
Unu sola bato
Por milionoj da animoj
Unu sola ĵuro
Ne plu levi armilojn
Ami sen kondiĉo
Kiel evidenteco
Paco estas la kialo
De nia ekzistado

Verso 2
Muroj falas kun la vento
Malnovaj malamoj jam ne havas sezonon
Kiam ni elektas ami vere, libere
Ni malarmas la koro(j)n, rompas la prizonon

Antaŭ-ritornelo
Rideto donita valoras pli ol oro
Sincera pardono estas vera trezoro

Ĥoro
Unu sola bato
Por milionoj da animoj
Unu sola ĵuro
Ne plu levi armilojn
Ami sen kondiĉo
Kiel evidenteco
Paco estas la kialo
De nia ekzistado

Ponteto
Ĝi ne estas revo, nek iluzio
Estas longa vojo kun horizonto
Kaj en niaj manoj, mondo por formi
Sen timo ami

Lasta ĥoro (milde, poste kreskanta)
Unu sola bato
Por milionoj da animoj
Unu sola ĵuro
Ne plu levi armilojn
Ami sen kondiĉo
Kiel evidenteco
Paco estas la kialo...
De nia ekzistado


Unu sola bato

“I Came Back Alone”

A slow-burning soul confession about loss, pride, and the quiet aftermath of love gone cold. “I Came Back Alone” tells the story of a woman left behind—but not broken. She returns not for closure, but to claim her silence.

With a vintage-inspired sound that echoes smoky rooms and empty beds, the track blends emotional restraint with lyrical sharpness. The voice is raw and understated, the instrumentation stripped down—warm basslines, melancholic chords, and a sense of time slowing down.

A song for those who fall with dignity—and rise in style.

I Came Back Alone

[Verse 1]

You left your records on the floor
Your cologne still lives behind the door
You said, “Don’t wait,” I said, “I won’t”
But I did—like hell—'cause I never don’t


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[Chorus]

I came back alone
To this empty throne
You crowned someone new
But I’m still here, still true
You took your heart
But left the hurt deep
And now I wear you
In the silence I keep


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[Verse 2]

I cleaned the sink, I dimmed the light
I drank your bourbon out of spite
You said, “We’re done,” then cracked a smile
Still I get dressed—just in case a while


---

[Chorus]

I came back alone
To this cold-ass room
You made your exit
Like a bride at noon
You changed your name
I kept my tone
But babe, I stayed
You just moved on


---

[Bridge]

My girls say, “Block him, let him rot”
But I talk tough and feel a lot
I drink alone and think of you
You haunt the glass like you used to do


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[Final Chorus – slow burn with brass build-up]

I came back alone
Wearing black and pride
You called it over
But I never died
You lost your grip
I held my own—
So I came back alone
But baby, not unknown

I Came Back Alone

Thank You (V.2)

Mijn liefde, mijn bloem, mijn leven

Bound by the Break

No One Tells You When It Starts is about the kind of change that doesn’t make a sound. A street corner, a faded memory, a version of yourself that never quite arrived — this is a story told in fragments. It’s not about the big moments, but the quiet unraveling of what once felt permanent. Some things slip away without warning. And some words stay stuck inside, long after it’s too late to say them.



No One Tells You When It Starts erzählt von den Veränderungen, die still passieren. Eine Straßenecke, eine Erinnerung, eine Version von dir selbst, die nie ganz geworden ist – dieser Song spricht von Momenten, die niemand bemerkt, und doch alles verändern. Nicht das Große, sondern das leise Verschwinden steht im Mittelpunkt. Manches geht, bevor man es merkt. Und manches bleibt ungesagt, bis es zu spät ist.


No one tells you when it starts

Berlin is not a love song.
It’s a memory you can’t hold,
a spark that burned too fast,
a night that felt more real than most days.

This track captures the wild pulse of a moment —
when someone walks into your life like a storm
and leaves before the sky clears.

You were Berlin.
Not the city. The feeling.


Berlin ist kein Lovesong.
Es ist eine Erinnerung, die man nicht festhalten kann,
ein Funke, der zu schnell verglüht,
eine Nacht, die echter war als viele Tage.

Dieser Track fängt den rohen Puls eines Moments ein –
wenn jemand wie ein Sturm ins Leben rauscht
und wieder verschwindet, bevor der Himmel aufreißt.

Du warst Berlin.
Nicht die Stadt. Das Gefühl.

LYRICS

Berlin

You said, “Don’t ask me where I’m from”
Lit a smoke and bit your thumb
Your laugh was sharp, your eyes were wired
A fuse that never once got tired

You moved like you were on parole
Stole my drink, then stole my soul
Said, “This night’s got teeth, don’t blink”
And vanished faster than I think

You were Berlin
Not the city, but the sin
Midnight cigarette grin
Chaos under my skin
You were Berlin
No beginning, no win
Just a storm I ran into
And hoped would never end

We broke a lock to climb a roof
Screamed the stars like it was proof
That some things shine when they’re about to fall
And some don’t need a name at all

Your boots kicked sparks, your voice cut air
You kissed like truth, but didn’t care
Said, “Nothing’s real that lasts too long”
Then vanished in a fading song

You were Berlin
Not the skyline, but the spin
A dare wrapped in a hymn
No mercy, only grin
You were Berlin
No reason, no skin
Just a heat that pulled me in
And left me high as sin

And if you vanish in the morning—
Then Berlin was real for a night

Berlin

“Voltage in My Veins” is not a love song.
It’s a current — erotic, electric, and inescapable.

Built on a slow, pulsing rhythm and breath-heavy vocals, this track turns desire into danger. It’s about the moment before the kiss — the pause, the tension, the surrender. She doesn’t ask. She consumes.

You touch her, you descend.
You burn in her name.
There’s voltage in her veins.

Voltage in My Veins

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[Intro – whispered]
You want soft?
Then don’t touch me.
There’s voltage in my veins
and your name… is the fuse.


---

[Verse 1]
I don’t knock, I enter slow
Like breath beneath your collarbone
You say “not now,” but part your lips
Your protest dies between my hips


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[Pre-Chorus]
You flinch, but don’t step back
You say “don’t,” but you react
I hum your name behind my teeth
You're drowning, and you beg for deep


---

[Chorus]
There’s voltage in my veins
I don’t kiss, I claim
You touch me, you descend
No mercy in the end
I spark, I pull, I taste your blood
You moan, then melt, then break the chain
There’s voltage in my veins


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[Verse 2]
You say it hurts but hold me close
You want the poison, not the rose
I press the pulse beneath your jaw
You shake like prayer, like breaking law


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[Final Chorus]
There’s voltage in my veins
I don’t kiss, I claim
You touch me, you descend
No mercy in the end
I spark, I pull, I taste your blood
You moan, then melt, then break the chain
There’s voltage in my veins


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[Outro – flüsternd]
You lit the match
I held the flame
Now you burn
Inside my name

Voltage in My Veins

it's been a long time
since i last saw you
It seems like only yesterday
you were in my arms saying i love you 
and now time has brought us back together
no more games no more lies 
this time we gotta love it, just one more try

this time we'll do it all for love 
for love 

this time it's gonna be sweeter 
They say the second time around 
'cause my love for you 
grows stronger with everyday day

this time we'll do it all for love 
for love 
_______________________________________
Heavy Head Music (ASCAP)

I Surrender Vol. 2

This Time

A smooth soul-funk blend steeped in Southern rhythm and retro flavor.
"Black Coffee + Sweet Tea" is where vintage soul meets backroad charm.

Berlin

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