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ZERO BUILD 💣
A flirty alt-pop anthem inspired by Fortnite — but really, it’s about power, temptation, and who pulls the trigger first.

For the lovers who play dirty.

🎙️ Written + performed by Morgan Scallen
🎮 IG: @mrgnsclln | #ZeroBuild #FortniteVibes

Zero Build

„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 Years Between (Songwriter Demo)

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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You talk slow, demand I listen
Every word I speak feels like permission
Got my hands tied in my own lap
While you’re drawing all the roadmaps

You turn my head where you want me to look
Make me the villain in my own book
Every truth that you feed me smells sweet
Until I taste what’s rotting underneath

Backseat driver, pulling my strings
Telling me what to see, what to think
Hands on the wheel but I’m not awake
Every turn is a move you make
Backseat driver, nothing feels true
Every road just runs back to you

You cut me off when I start speaking
Twist the road so I keep believing
Say I’m safe when I’m going to crash
Smile at me baby while I’m pressing the gas

You turn my head where you want me to look
Make me the villain in my own book
Every truth that you feed me smells sweet
Until I taste what’s rotting underneath

Backseat driver, pulling my strings
Telling me what to see, what to think
Hands on the wheel but I’m not awake
Every turn is a move you make
Backseat driver, nothing feels true
Every road just runs back to you

You can drive ‘til you’re out of road
I’m gone before the engine’s cold

Backseat driver, you’re out of my head
Your voice is gone, your power’s dead
Hands off my wheel, I’m wide awake
This road you don’t get to take
Backseat driver, you’re out of my view
Every mile takes me away from you

You talk slow, but I’ve stopped listening
One more thing that I’m not missing

Backseat Driver (Songwriter Demo)

Traces of what’s lost. ‘Ghost’ drifts through silence and longing 🕯️✨

Ghost

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)

Curtains rise on a fragile display 
Porcelain grin with a fracture of gray 
Velvet ropes guard the shadows we keep 
Silent ushers where the promises sleep 

Behind the glass, step right up and see 
The finest ruins of our history 

Step right in, to the grand exhibit hall 
Of splintered hearts and echoes on the wall 
Marvel at the relics sorrow brings 
In the museum of broken things 

A faded portrait, the colors askew 
Painted smiles that once looked like you 
Frames of laughter, now cracked in disguise 
Hung in corridors where memory lies 

Behind the glass, step right up and see 
The finest ruins of our history 

Step right in, to the grand exhibit hall 
Of splintered hearts and echoes on the wall 
Marvel at the relics sorrow brings 
In the museum of broken things

A clock without hands, a stage without cues 
A song half-sung and a dance we refused 
Every wing clipped, every vow that decayed 
Archived in gold where the ghosts are displayed 

Step right in, let the velvet curtain fall 
On fractured crowns and shadows in the hall 
Marvel at the beauty sorrow brings 
In the museum of broken things

The Museum of Broken Things

Welcome to my little universe — stay as long as you need.        🩷🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🖤🩵🩷🤍🤎