prod: @masked-man-peace, @geo_1022 & @nicohorry

hook: @tiffimp3 & @masked-man-peace
1st verse: https://soundcloud.com/hellotaro
2nd verse: https://soundcloud.com/damienbrbnk
hook 2: @tiffimp3 & @masked-man-peace
3rd verse: @kyaruok (backing vocals @tiffimp3)
hook 3: @tiffimp3 & @masked-man-peace

mixed & mastered by @masked-man-peace

artwork by @crime-tech

DUST

Spotify / Apple Music

DUST (feat. tiffi)

Can't seem to get away from u~

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Damien-burbank-trouble-feat-miko-g-lyrics

MV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xd4ceX4-vn8&ab_channel=Lo%27FiBoy

Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/damienbrbnk/

Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R9CpPjTNES

Stream on Spotify

Trouble (feat. Miko G)

Mixing, Mastering, and producing by @dustbunnybedroom
Co-produced by Mahal Slick

Lyrics:
And like that, I'm wasting all this time
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
So silly, thinking I could fly, away
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
When I could be doing more with my life, but that's okay
They say, you're still young, don't worry you'll be alright
Alright… But I'm wasting time!

Slippin' from my hands, I need a little time alone
Gonna pull myself together, shaking through my bones
Missing every single deadline, working slow
Don't you think it's past your bedtime, I don't know

Shit got me feeling anxious
What's the use in just situating
In the end, it's gon' come again and bite back, been feeling so degrading
Oh, been moving slow, man

And like that, I'm wasting all this time
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
So silly, thinking I could fly, away
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
When I could be doing more with my life, but that's okay
They say, you're still young, don't worry you'll be alright
Alright… But I'm wasting time!

Summertime got me feeling lazy
All them dreams that we keep on chasing
Left the room, they ain't coming through
I been sleeping in almost on the daily
That's another problem, I'm facing
Crusty eyes, and tears on my face
So beautiful, that's my look, no shade
To anybody in this situation

Wait, oh that's me
Stuck at home in this plain white tee?
Baby face, but I still ain't clean
Say get out, but won't let me leave
I just wanna go feel this breeze
Won't progress until I'm at ease
Growing up really ain't that easy
Lately what I've been fearing, but

Don't be afraid to try
You'll be alright, yeah
Some day you'll grow your wings and fly
You'll fly away, yeah
Don't worry, it's okay to cry
Just let it all out
Real soon, you'll make it back in time
Back in time, back in

And like that, I'm wasting all this time
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
So silly, thinking I could fly, away
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
When I could be doing more with my life, but that's okay
They say, you're still young, don't worry you'll be alright
Alright… But I'm wasting time!

time (prod. dustbunnybedroom)

Sick And Shining

She stands by the window the kettle’s on low
The world hums quiet in the afterglow
A letter from work says the city’s in bloom
But her boy’s at the table drawing the moon

The weight of the coin it cuts both ways
Reach for the stars or the life she’s made
You can’t hold both when the moment’s thin
You just breathe deep and toss it again

Her sister writes soft from a field gone dry
The harvest failed and the bank ran high
She folds the page like a prayer half-said
Some hopes grow wild some hopes go to bed

Her father sleeps light in a room grown small
She hums him the tune he taught in the fall
The dawn calls loud but her heart stands still
Some roads wait and always will

The weight of the coin it cuts both ways
Reach for the stars or the life she’s made
You can’t hold both when the moment’s thin
You just breathe deep and toss it again

A girl by the tracks with a suitcase torn
Says every leaving’s another reborn
She walks toward dusk without looking back
The sun still burns where the sky turns black

Every choice is a shadow’s bend
Every loss can help you mend
What you keep is what you learn
Every road will start to turn

The weight of the coin it cuts both ways
Hope in the dark or the light that fades
You can’t hold both when the moment’s thin
You just breathe deep and toss it again

Toss of a coin

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]

Camus feat. https://soundcloud.com/sydm97 and https://soundcloud.com/gking93.



Lyrics:
I promise I'm real enough
I just can't feel enough
What a finite time on a friday night in the midst of a fire
They promise the world to you
They promise the Earth and the Moon and the stars
A promise is paper thin, don't forget a promise is paper thin

I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches

I got it bad for you, I got it bad for you
I'm going mad for you, lost all that time
I would whine, sitting sad for you
Cause every April felt like August
Last December's when I lost it
Every April felt like August
Let's fall in, baby let's fall in

I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches

What you expect me to say?
I been through the phases, I'm watching the days end 
On every occasion I'm late, and separate ways for escape 
And really I know that I really can't go back
From how things was like before I told that 
Maybe my heart just too cold
The reason they go, the reason alone 
The deep end I float, I can't feel I'm slow to react 
The reason I'm detached to show all my past 
The one ain't seen that, so what I believe in I still can't find that 
But I miss times I had with you 
I ain't thinking what I had and could lose 

I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches
I've been out here on my own, can you tell me to come home
I don't wanna sleep on park benches, I don't wanna sleep on park benches

Camus ft. SYDNEY and G. King (prod. by whyandotte)

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.)

you'd think after 5 years of full time work that i'd be better at getting up around my alarms

prod by redMOSK
mixed by @yuiedits

lyrics: https://genius.com/Sheffdan-late-lyrics

Late - prod. redMOSK

Streetlights ft. Eli Noir & Delanie (Prod. Mixtape Seoul)

filipino hip-hop & indie artist based in chicago

[MY EP "tomorrow, again?" IS OUT NOW] 
SoundCloud: https://bit.ly/3qpDPGU
Bandcamp: https://bit.ly/3flw4eH
Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3zVf5cE

alt: @mahalraps

(In partnership with my good
friend "dustbunnybedroom" @dustbunnybedroom)

[Inquiries: Twitter DM or email mahalslick@gmail.com]