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The Drop ⚡
Seduction meets circuitry in this glitchy, pulsing pop-techno track.
A love letter to control, tension, and teasing until the beat hits just right.
A Fortnite inspired song. Happy Dropping!

💋 Written + performed by Morgan Scallen
🎛️ IG: @mrgnsclln | #FeelTheDrop #Fortnite

The Drop

„17“ – eine Sommererinnerung, die kleben bleibt.
Tom Berger erzählt in seinem Song von diesem einen Moment, in dem alles kippen kann – der Blick, das Lächeln, der Satz, den man doch noch sagt.
Eine Geschichte über junge Liebe, flirrende Hitze und den Mut, einfach loszulaufen – ohne Plan, ohne Gepäck, aber mit Herzklopfen.
Berlin im Hintergrund, die Zukunft vor der Brust – und siebzehn, für immer siebzehn.


“17” – a summer memory that sticks to your skin.
Tom Berger tells the story of that one moment when everything can shift – the glance, the smile, the words you finally say.
A song about young love, heat in the air, and the courage to just leave – no plan, no baggage, just a heartbeat and a girl.
Berlin in the background, the future in your chest – and seventeen, forever seventeen.

Siebzehn

The Breath Between Stars is a spacious, cinematic rock ballad that blends the emotional weight of Pink Floyd’s atmospheric soundscapes with the ethereal sweep of orchestral textures. Built around a haunting steel lap guitar played with a finger slide, the song moves from quiet, heartbeat-like pulses into soaring, soul-stirring choruses. Lyrically profound and layered with meaning, it speaks of inner light, cosmic connection, and the timeless spark within every soul. Expansive reverb, wide stereo imaging, and deep low-end grounding create a sonic journey that feels both intimate and infinite — a meditation on existence wrapped in a song.

The Breath Between Stars

👁️ Many voices. ⚡ Static skies. 👻 Ghosts you forgot, drifting in the void. A haunting reflection on belonging, fear, and fading away. 🎶

Pt. 4: Split!

I had the honor of playing one of the opening slots at the Summer Bliss Festival in Detroit. This was my first time performing at an open air festival and I really enjoyed it

Summer Bliss Festival 2025

Written by Jessica Crawford (BMI)
© 2025 Jessica Crawford. All rights reserved.

Demos available for licensing and artist cuts.
For inquiries, please DM on on Soundcloud.
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Yeah
Mmm, yeah
I still hear your voice when I’m fucked up and alone

I left the light on in your room again
Can’t even walk in without feelin’ it hit
Your jacket’s hangin’ like nothin’ changed
But you’re six feet deep and it ain't the same
Every night, I drink ‘til I forget
But it never works, just makes me a mess
You’re a ghost I keep tryin' to hold
And this house don’t feel like home

You’re the ghost in the hallway, the song on repeat
You’re the silence that fuckin’ wrecks my sleep
They say time heals, but that’s bullshit talk
I still see you in the goddamn parking lot
Wish I could call, but the line’s just dead
God took you fast, didn’t say shit
And I’m drowning in all the shit I never said
Now I’m talkin’ to a ghost instead

Your pictures laugh like they’re mocking me
Your smell still clings to the air I breathe
They say, “Move on,” but what the fuck does that mean?
You were my world, not some old dream
I write you letters, I light ‘em on fire
Screamin’ at heaven like I’ll get a reply
If there’s a god, then he better explain
Why the fuck he let you slip away

You’re the ghost in the hallway, the song on repeat
You’re the silence that fuckin’ wrecks my sleep
They say time heals, but that’s bullshit talk
I still see you in the goddamn parking lot
Wish I could call, but the line’s just dead
God took you fast, didn’t say shit
And I’m drowning in all the shit I never said
Now I’m talkin’ to a ghost instead

I keep your name in my mouth like a prayer
But all I get back is fuckin’ air
If love built stairs, I’d climb that bitch
Drunk as hell and pissed as shit

You’re the ghost in the hallway, the chill in July
You’re the storm I scream at when I’m too numb to cry
They say I’ll heal, but I still bleed
From the fucked-up hole you left in me
Wish I could trade all the songs I wrote
For one more hug and a dumb-ass joke
But I’m stuck with these words I never said
So I sing ‘em to your ghost instead

Yeah
To your ghost instead
You fuckin’ left, and I still can’t get outta bed

Ghost in The Hallway (Songwriter Demo)

Trapped in a world of letters ✉️ and rules ⚖️, where CH splits the mind 💥, TH collects debts 💀, and X or Y could mean zero 0️⃣. A surreal journey through fear 😨, identity 🏳️‍🌈, and unspoken words 🤐. There is no code…🔓

Pt 2: The Code

✨ Inspired by Glennon Doyle’s Untamed, this song tells the story of Tabitha 🐆—a cheetah raised tame, yet still carrying the fire 🔥 of her wild spirit. It’s about breaking cages, chasing freedom, and remembering the wild within us all 🌌.

#Untamed #Tabitha #OriginalSong 🎶

Tabitha

Solo

Written by Jessica Crawford (BMI)
© 2025 Jessica Crawford. All rights reserved.

Demos available for licensing and artist cuts.
For inquiries, please DM on on Soundcloud.
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They told me cross my legs, sit still 
Smile pretty, don’t get too real 
Act like a lady, bless your heart 
Bitch, I’ve been bad since the very start

I don’t owe nobody grace
Don’t gotta shrink to fit your space
Life’s a shot, I’m takin’ mine 
Straight - no chaser, lemon or lime 
 
Do whatever the fuck you want, babe 
Break the rules, every move you make
Middle fingers high, let the world watch 
Life’s too short, so do whatever the fuck you want
 
Wear the short skirt, eat the fries 
Text your ex just to roll your eyes 
They say tone it down, fuck that noise 
I’m God’s favorite with a side of poise

I don’t owe nobody grace
Don’t gotta shrink to fit your space
Life’s a shot, I’m takin’ mine 
Straight - no chaser, lemon or lime
 
Do whatever the fuck you want, babe 
Break the rules, every move you make
Middle fingers high, let the world watch 
Life’s too short, so do whatever the fuck you want

Order dessert, flirt with the waiter 
Post that pic now, thank me later 
If they don’t like it, tell ‘em bye
Bitch, I’m the whole damn vibe 
 
Do whatever the fuck you want, babe 
Pop the bottles, let the champagne rain.
Middle fingers high, let the world watch 
Life’s too short, so do whatever the fuck you want

Do Whatever You Want (Songwriter Demo)

💿 Morgan Scallen — SoundCloud Bio

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Purple-haired daydreamer making mantra pop, scribble-magic melodies, and glitter-freckled feelings.
I write songs for the soft parts, the healing parts, and the parts we don’t talk about.
Welcome to my little universe — stay as long as you need.