Don't Want You to Love Me by talker

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Caught crying at the foot of your love
I could say it doesn’t matter but I’ve been here before

Still holding what I wish I would want
But it’s falling through my hands and now I can’t pick it up

Cause I took my shots and made my bed
And now it feels like I might wake up dead
I’m just a cog in my machine gun head
And I can’t pretend

That I don’t want you to love me
I don’t want you to love me
You wish you didn’t even know me
But god I want you to love me
To love me

If I could argue with
Somebody else
Then I wouldn’t have to
Convince you of the lie that I keep telling myself

Cause I know that I said what I said
If I were you I wouldn’t take that bet
I’m just a cog in my machine gun head
And I can’t pretend

That I don’t want you to love me
I don’t want you to love me
You wish you didn’t even know me
But god I want you to love me
To love me

Oh, if I say it
If I say things I don’t want to feel

Oh, if I say it would it feel
Like I don’t want you to love me?

I don’t want you to love me
I don’t want you to love me
You wish you didn’t even know me
But god I want you to love me
To love me

Oh, if I say it
Oh, if I say it

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Written by Celeste Tauchar and Dan Sadin
Produced by Dan Sadin and Celeste Tauchar
Drums by JR Kurtz
Mixed by Kyle Mangels
Mastered by Alex Gordon

Don't Want You To Love Me

The Search (Act I)

52 Blue

Written by Nick Wilson and Callum Burrows
Produced/Mixed by Nick Wilson

Undone

Written by Nick Wilson, Martin Luke Brown and Mark Elliott
Produced/Mixed by Nick Wilson

Pathetic

You Promised Her a Ring (story of Ejae and her hit song Golden)
Reidmoto:  ALL.   Tunee.ai:  Used for producing the song

[Verse 1]
Eleven years folded in a hallway file
Where your name was just a number for a while
“Too old,” they said, between sips of cold brew
While your childhood rusted out of view

You zipped your bag but left your shadow there
A quiet ghost who learned to disappear

[Verse 2]
For months you walked like someone underwater
Nodding through days that wouldn’t bend or shatter
“Queen Dunce,” they smirked behind glass doors
While you traced cracks along rehearsal floors

No fanfare when the paper tore
Just dial tone—and something more

[Pre-Chorus]
But silence has a shape when it’s yours alone
And yours was carved in bone, not stone

[Chorus]
YOU PROMISED HER A RING!
Not spun from luck—but sweat and stubborn grace
YOU PROMISED HER A RING!
To give back time they stole from that small face

No crown was handed—you laid each plank by hand
With calloused palms and kindness no one asked you to keep
Now every note you sing is armor, every step a vow
And the world sees GOLD—but you know how

[Verse 3]
No grand design—just bus rides, laundry, dawn
A clan who knew your silence wasn’t gone
Just waiting for the right kind of rain
To melt the frost inside your veins

[Verse 4]
You trained while others scrolled or slept
Kept your fire banked, your promise kept
Only to the mirror, soft and low
“I won’t let you go.”

[Pre-Chorus]
The ring’s not metal—it’s the way you stand
When every door says “never,” but you raise your hand

[Chorus]
YOU PROMISED HER A RING!
Not spun from luck—but sweat and stubborn grace
YOU PROMISED HER A RING!
To give back time they stole from that small face

No crown was handed—you laid each plank by hand
With calloused palms and kindness no one asked you to keep
Now every note you sing is armor, every step a vow
And the world sees GOLD—but you know how

[Bridge]
First shots fired before the trades went wide
No parade—just your own quiet stride
They thought indifference would be your end
But tenderness was your rebellion, friend

[Chorus]
YOU PROMISED HER A RING!
Not spun from luck—but sweat and stubborn grace
YOU PROMISED HER A RING!
To give back time they stole from that small face

No crown was handed—you laid each plank by hand
With calloused palms and kindness no one asked you to keep
Now every note you sing is armor, every step a vow
And the world sees GOLD—but you know how

[Outro: Piano fades, single high string lingers]
(whispered)
I kept my word… I kept my word…



You Promised Her a Ring v. Pop Ballad (Ejae Kim writer of "Golden"  promised her kid self a ring

“The Quiet Inside” is Connor Charles stripped right down to the truth — no Echo story, no neon glow, no characters or worlds.
Just real emotion, real reflections, and the kind of songwriting that only comes when you stop running from what’s inside and finally sit with it.

Written in one day during a rare, lightning-strike moment of clarity, this album captures the full spectrum of what it means to survive, rebuild, remember, and try again.
Each track holds its own story — heartbreak, hope, nostalgia, loneliness, inner strength, quiet victories — all shaped through intimate lyrics and soft, atmospheric early-2000s production.

Warm pianos, fragile pads, heartbeat-kicks and cinematic ambience wrap around vocals that feel vulnerable but steady.
No polish.
No masks.
Just honesty.

These songs don’t hide behind echoes or metaphors — they look you in the eye.
They speak the way the heart actually speaks at 3am.
They comfort the way a friend does sitting beside you in silence.

This is Connor writing from the inside out — raw, grounded, fully human.
This is the Hopefire way.


One Day At A Time

Hell

"From Rest" was the second single from, and is the sixth song on, our second album, "A Folded Letter."

The physical CD, digital download, and other items can be ordered on coldweathercompany.com/store

Written and recorded by Steve Shimchick, Brian Curry, and Jeff Petescia.

Ralph Nicastro - Mixing
Alan Douches - Mastering

Lyrics:

Waiting for the summer sun, it’s a long way from home

Wasted breath, and now my head’s a mess, I’m stuck
Searching my mind, for a place and a time
Nothing left, I’ve got an empty chest, to keep my thoughts in line
Face to face and I’m fine

Oh, you’re standing in the snow
Your icy lake below, where we froze
Our troubles and our souls
We’ve got nowhere left to go
We’ve got nothing but the glow, to expose
The rubble and our ghosts

I wake from rest, to find what I knew best
Within your story told
You confessed, the winds, they had you stressed
We watched it all unfold

Oh, you’re standing in the snow
Your icy lake below, where we froze
Our troubles and our souls
We’ve got nowhere left to go
We’ve got nothing but the glow, to expose
The rubble and our ghosts

Oh, the season may be changing
But summer, we’re still waiting

Waiting for the summer sun, it’s a long way from home

From Rest

"....When a man became ill, it was believed that a bad spirit had entered his body and taken his soul away"

Song written by: Tim Schou, Litens Antons & Kristoffer Eriksson
Produced by: Kristoffer Eriksson

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© Iceberg Publishing A/S-SONY/ATV
(P)&(C ) 2017 Iceberg Records A/S

Morrison

New single 'Kissing Boys' out now - http://smarturl.it/GRAACE.KissingBoys

Kissing Boys

Man On The Moon

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