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"Dream Woman" (Release Date: February 19, 2025)
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Dream Woman

Suki Waterhouse - Dream Woman

Uploaded this awhile ago and it was set to private, just opened it up to public. This was my first ever solo music production from a year ago! Evolving, innit!

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Lyrics:
I was in the streets creepin
Only been here for a weekend
Then my phone start beepin
Then my bitch start tweakin
My fault, but I don't really care at all
You be talkin' all the shit you want
I'm just trying to reach the spot
My fault

Bloody nose, cigarettes, cutting lines of coke
Been a while on the road, thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming home
Missed calls, withdrawals, or an overdose
Been a while on the road
Thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming close

Death was fun, it was a game
I was dying of thirst next to a lake
Downtown where the stools are chains
Where dreams are glass, and they cheer when glasses break
Didn't know myself, only knew my pain
But I liked that the bartender knew my name
Knew my name
Shoutout to my friends who now have wings
And how even in the dark an ambulance sings
Someone said that I didn't have to burn at all
If I looked in the mirror, and said it's my fault

Bloody nose, cigarettes, cutting lines of coke
Been a while on the road, thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming home
Missed calls, withdrawals, or an overdose
Been a while on the road
Thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming close

This Party Still Sucks

Coke - Remix (feat. Casket Cassette)

Caught in the Fire

Stand With Me

if you knew

Listen to the music

"Lonely Age"

Drifting through life, full of vacant replies
Wandering lost, like a motherless child
Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Wanna look away, go back to sleep
Accept defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Once I could say, I was willing to try
Seeking the source, for a meaningful life
Now I pretend, just to claim I belong
Safely in step, with the vacuous throngs

Heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop and joined the troops,
A simple sleuth
Reporting from the lonely age now

Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Try to look away and, go back to sleep
Admit defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Caught in a lie, that I’d gladly concede
Choosing a side, isn’t easy for me

Cause heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Threw the coup, negotiated truth’s abatement

(Patrick Bateman)

And heaven knows we’d never make it
So pathetic that we ever tried to fake it
Graduates of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop, and joined the troops
Still put to use, consulting for the lonely age now

Written by Christian Carpenter and Derek Barber
Recorded by Robert Shelton at Tiny Telephone in Oakland, CA
Mixed by Jake Aron
Mastered by Bijan Sharifi 

Christian Carpenter: Vocals, Electric Bass, OBX, Dx7, Drum Machine Programming, Eventide H910 live effects processing
Anthony Ferraro: ARP 2600, Hammond B3 Organ, Studiologic Sledge 
Derek Barber: Slide Electric Guitar
Mark Clifford: Vibraphones
Andrew Maguire: Bongos, Shaker
Geneva Harrison: Drums

Nihilist funk indie groover with insightful, precise lyrics, hooky choruses, and crafty word-play.

Lonely Age

What Are We Fighting For?

Out on all plats 

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The House We Once Knew

Destiny

"Laniakea" traces the vast gravitational highway that binds our local universe — not as something distant, but as a living presence. It's a meditation on the cosmic web that holds galaxies in its flow, where dark matter moves unseen and ancient forces shape eternity. A song for those who feel the pull of the great unknown, and dare to follow it.

Threads of light

Laniakea

Are we done tell me now, I forgot don’t know how, girl I need to know. What we talked, talked about, was it love was it doubt, are we in or out. 

Should I leave, to keep my heart from breaking, am I confused upon the words I’m saying, is this love or just the fear I’m facing, in the end.

Are we strangers, or did we just forget our names, are we strangers, will we ever call again.

Was it truth, was it a lie, did I miss all the signs, I think I’m falling behind. Now I’m stuck in my head, replay all the things we said laying in my bed.

Did we fall or were we just pretending Was it real or just a phase that’s ending Are we broken or too scared too feel the pain

Are we strangers, or did we just forget our names, are we strangers, will we ever call again.

Strangers

Verse 1 – male vocal, guitar groove begins]
Every day,
the same old lines,
the same worn-out phrases,
looping like broken time.
Words that chill,
but I still
listen on repeat
against my will.

[Verse 2]
You never say, “enough for now,”
won’t turn the page or leave the crowd.
You could just say “take the floor,”
but you just shrug
and lock the door.

[Chorus – Hammond organ rising, melancholic melody]
Your day
was just another glitch in the code,
a system crash
you thought you could unload.
You pressed delete,
and called it clean,
but happy endings
aren’t that lean.

[Bridge – echoing vocals, slight distortion]
Words fly sharp between us,
like razors in the rain,
yesterday you felt love grow,
today you call it pain.
Yeah, it taught you well,
but you still fell.

[Chorus – full band, layered organ and guitar]
Your day
was just a fault in your machine,
a line of code
too rarely seen.
You wiped the screen,
you walked away,
but something’s missing
still today.

[Outro – soft organ fade, spoken over guitar riff]
Make some space,
say “go ahead,”
a simple gesture
instead of dread.
Raise your hand
and let it show –
we were just gamblers
in love’s shadow.

new-days---same-old-lines,--(remastered).mp3

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