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Southern Fried Friday Night

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KMT KI Media 2025 (21.07.2025)
Album Nr. 101 "Gin & Graffiti by KMT" - Style: R&B, Jazz, Blues, Soul, Folk, Rock | Tracks: 30 (ai generated)
Lyric: English

Thema: Geschichten aus dem Leben - Der süße Duft der Vergangenheit

Track 01: Graffiti Heart
urban soul, hip hop, neo-soul

Track 03: Lipstick Stain Confessions
jazz, blues

Track 05: Heartbreak on the Northern Line
dark soul, gothic, alternative

Track 07: Gin-Soaked Serenade
blues, jazz

Track 09: Graffiti Heart
urban soul, hip hop, neo-soul

Track 11: Broken Winged Canary
soul, ballad

Track 13: Midnight Train to Nowhere
blues rock, rock

Track 15: Fading Tattoo
acoustic soul, singer-songwriter, folk

Track 17: Neon Rain
urban blues, electronic, soul

Track 19: Empty Ashtray Blues
jazz, blues

Track 21: Shadows of Camden
trip-hop, soul, downtempo

Track 23: Black Coffee Sunrise
neo-soul, soul, R&B

Track 25: Whiskey Lullaby
country, soul, Americana

Track 27: Last Call for Love
vintage pop, soul

Track 29: Echoes of the Ancients
soul, ballad, R&B

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13 Midnight Train to Nowhere v1

We were fire in a bottle, we were dumb and fast
Chasin’ lips that burned, runnin’ from the past
Hearts on sleeves, blood on the floor
Love was a game — we never kept score

Too young to know, too wild to care
We learned to fight in the devil’s lair!


High on love, low on truth!
We were lost — in the thrill of youth!
No map, no brakes, no plan, just speed
We were young — 'TIL IT HURTS TO BLEED!
We kissed with poison tongues, lied through the haze
Every night a rush, every morning a maze
Love was a hit — and we chased the sting
Dancing with devils tied to a string


Too blind to see, too loud to fall
We lit the fuse and we burned it all!


High on love, low on truth!
No one told us what not to do!
We learned with scars and bitter needs
We were young — TIL WE LEARNED TO BLEED!
(YOUNG — TIL WE LEARNED!)
We thought the world owed us a ride...
But the crash was the lesson, not the high.
No regrets — just truth and pain!
We're still standing in the rain!

High on love, low on shame!
We got burned, but we played the game!
No saints, no saints — just broken creeds
We were young — TIL IT HURT TO BREATHE!
(YOUNG — TIL IT HURTS!)
(YOUNG — TIL IT HURTS!)

Yeah we loved, and we bled, and we broke...
 But damn it — we never choked!
Let it burn, let it scream...
 We were young — and we lived the dream!
(YOUNG — TIL IT HURTS!)
(YOUNG — TIL IT HURTS!)
(YOUNG...) (TIL IT HURTS...) 🔥



Young Til It Hurts

Catacombs Of The Black Vatican

Empty Promises

Eloquent Demons (Intro)
I Am A Nightmare
Long Time Coming
Say What You Will
Lights Out
Real Sadness
Off With Your Head
Moon And The Shadows
Hey You
Reckless

One Debt Away

Middle Class Rut

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