The Weeknd Type Beat _ Till Dawn

Desolate roads stretch across a silent expanse, guided only by flickering lights that no longer lead anywhere. Echoes linger in the underground passageways, floating between empty streets and veined alleys. Each moment feels like an unsent message, a hymn etched into the pavement, fading into static and dust. Along the way, color drains from the sky until nothing remains but a tranquil horizon where all signs disappear, and absence becomes the only language still spoken.

Expired Horizon

Nobody Knows

a great day

pt 2: https://soundcloud.com/iamjsan/pure-imagination-pt2-w-rook1e
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artwork by matchavi

pure imagination (w/ j'san)

the stars that shine upon us

pic : https://twitter.com/klegsart/status/1007795320497979392

summer's end w/ barnes blvd

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