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1965

(Verse 1)
When the wind came dressed in your cologne I froze mid-step—I was alone Then the radio betrayed my pride It played our song, and I just cried

(Chorus)
The air gets heavy, thick with sound Every time the rain comes down

(Chorus)
It's raining cats and dogs again And I forget how not to feel The past is knocking like a friend But this is pain that doesn’t heal The storm keeps calling me by name Like you're still here—but you're not the same

(Verse 2)
The mirror fogs with every breath Like secrets whispering of death Your photograph begins to run Bleeding colors from the sun

(Chorus)
Each drop's a flash, a scene, a scream You’re not a man now—you’re a dream

(Chorus)
It’s raining cats and dogs again And I collapse just like before The flood begins beneath my skin I’m swept back through our closing door The storm repeats what I ignore You loved me once—but not anymore

(Bridge)
I said I’d move-on But the weather knows Every lie I’ve told myself Every place your shadow goes

(Chorus)
It’s raining cats and dogs again It starts so soft, then steals the day It knows the words you used to say Like lightning, love just fades away Still I wait... with open arms For skies that break and do no harm

It’s raining... still raining... Cats and dogs... in my heart.

RAINING CATS AND DOGS

"Contigo Late el Reggaetón" is a heartfelt and dreamy take on Reggaetón – slow, sensual, and emotionally rich. Sonokinesis blends smooth rhythms with Latin warmth, giving the genre a reflective and intimate vibe. With its soft beats, tender synths, and subtle melancholy, this track is perfect for late-night thoughts or close dances. For everyone who wants to feel the Reggaetón, not just hear it.

Contigo Late el Reggaeton

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This song is a haunting exposé set against the backdrop of Donald Trump’s carefully staged wedding — where flashbulbs masked the truth and Epstein lingered just out of frame. I wrote it to confront the disturbing friendship Trump has worked so hard to erase, the smiles and guest lists that history now reexamines with chilling clarity. It’s about the ghosts he pretends not to know, the evidence hidden in plain sight, and the way denial can’t cleanse the rot beneath the glamour. No golden tower, no velvet rope, no lawsuit can silence the truth forever — because every photo still bleeds… in the frame.

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
Flashbulbs lie, they never told
A shadow walked where secrets grow
In white and gold, the Plaza’s glow
You smiled for cameras you now disown
A ghost in the corner of your perfect day
History whispers in black-and-gray

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent names on the velvet rope
Dancing with devils in fur and hope

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Verse 2]
He signed his name in the wedding night
A phantom grin in the camera light
Paper trails, a burning lie
No golden tower can scrape the sky
The tapes resurface, the headlines bite
Your skeletons waltz in the morning light

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent names on the velvet rope
Dancing with devils in fur and hope

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Verse 3]
Denials rise like smoke and ash
You sue the mirror for looking back
Every doodle, every card
Is evidence carved in a guilty heart
History waits in the courthouse hall
Your friends don’t answer when justice calls

[Bridge]
Shutter clicks like a guillotine
Memory sharp as a crime scene
What you buried now takes flight
Every photo frame testifies tonight

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Chorus]
Your guest list is bleeding
Underneath the chandeliers
Every frame is screaming
The truth you tried to disappear
No vows can cover the rot inside
Your empire of shame, your haunted bride

[Outro]
Flashbulbs fade, but the ghosts remain
Every wedding bell tolls your name
Your guest list bleeds… in the frame

The Guest List (Buried in the Photos)

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I've been chasing sound since the day I ran away from home. 
While most kids were in school, I was digging through crates in record stores - learning rhythm, rebellion, and the raw truth music could carry. By 13, I was sleeping in nightclubs. By 15, I was behind the decks, DJ-ing to survive and to feel something real.

In the 1980's, I became part of Belgium's early electronic wave - spinning vinyl before it was a scene.

But life, as it does, took me away from the spotlight. Still, the music never stopped playing in me.

Now, after all these years, I'm back. Producing my own tracks. No rules, no formulas - just decades of sound, scars, and soul poured into every beat.

For those who've ever felt like outsiders...
For those who live through sound...

This is for you.
The beat goes on. And so do I.

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