Shine It On {repeater take at Club Ed}  by Hot Cookie

[Verse 1] Mornings with a melody, writing in my room, Coffee and a notebook, hummin’ out a tune. "Hey girl, why don’t you smile more?” It's like a broken record, heard it all before.

[Chorus] Oh, it’s so aggravating, the way they intrude, With their unsolicited advice, oh, the nerve, the attitude. But I’ve learned to shine it on, let it roll away, I’ll keep my head high, come what may.

[Verse 2] Evening gigs in smoky bars, playing 'til it’s late, Chasing dreams with my guitar, I’m learning to navigate. "Sweetheart, you’d look prettier with a grin,” Little do they know, I’m strong under my skin. 

[Bridge] From the catcalls on the corner to the comments in the hall, I’ve built my armor, I stand tall through it all. I’ve got my own life, don’t need your validation, I’ll shine it on, that’s my declaration.

[Chorus] Oh, it’s so aggravating, the way they intrude, With their unsolicited advice, oh, the nerve, the attitude. But I’ve learned to shine it on, let it roll away, I’ll keep my head high, come what may.

[Outro] So when you see me walkin’ by, know I’ve got my own style, I don’t need to be told when and how to smile. I’ll shine it on, I’ll make my own way, In this world of mine, I get to have my say.
In this world of mine, I get to have my say.

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Shine It On by Hot Cookie

Body (feat. Ava Bennett)

Neon ace drifts through space passing destroyed planets left in ruin by the enemy fleet, with no hope insight, is this the end

Eternal Drift

I've danced
With my demons in my bones
Asking "is it time to come home?"
I think pretty sure'd you know
My heart's not made of gold

You saw me
With my jaw chained to my bed
You took the crown off of my head
Replaced it with your hands instead
Then you said

"When you go
Bury me in your wedding dress
Call me your missus
You're fresh out of bone
You'll like me
You latch onto every word I've said
My skin's made out of your formal breath
I'm your wife
I'm the deep love of a death"

That scarlet woman
I didn't see her coming
Tempted me down from Hell
Singing
Took one look into her eyes
Heaven's soon to realize
My heart was a mistake she was worth making
But we're saying

"When you go
Bury me in your wedding dress
Call me your missus
You're fresh out of bone
You'll like me
You latch onto every word I've said
My skin's made out of your formal breath
I'm your wife
I'm the deep love of a death"

The Deep Love of a Death

clear intentions, joe dispenza, feel elevated emotions, love, joy, peace

Gateway to peace

Echoes in an Unwritten Labyrinth by Hot Cookie

[Verse 1]
I built this maze with hands I barely know,
Each brick a question, every turn a slow unravel.
The air hums static, thick with what I owe,
To versions of myself I couldn’t travel.
The walls are paper-thin, but still they hold,
A thousand stories etched in fading gold.

[Chorus]
I’m the builder, the ghost, the tangled thread,
A storm of whispers turning in my head.
Every corner bends, a deeper shade of red,
I’m chasing silence, but it’s louder instead.

[Verse 2]
I painted constellations on the floor,
But they dissolved beneath the weight of time.
The door I locked is rattling once more,
A rhythm I can’t place, a broken rhyme.
I hear the hum of engines I can’t name,
A symphony of loss I can’t reclaim.

[Chorus]
I’m the builder, the ghost, the tangled thread,
A storm of whispers turning in my head.
Every corner bends, a deeper shade of red,
I’m chasing silence, but it’s louder instead.

[Bridge]
The spiral tightens, but I see the crack,
A sliver of the world I’m coming back.
The weight begins to lift, the shadows thin,
A fragile light I’m learning to let in.
The storm still turns, but now it feels like home,
A quiet revolution in my bones.

[Verse 3]
I walk the maze, but now I feel the ground,
The walls are shifting, softer now, unbound.
The echoes fade, replaced by something new,
A melody I’m finally moving through.
The labyrinth dissolves, the air turns clear,
And in the stillness, I can finally hear.

[Outro]
I’m the builder, the ghost, but now I’m free,
A storm of whispers turning into me.
Every corner bends, but now I see it true,
I’m chasing silence, and it leads me to you.

I’m chasing silence, and it
 leads... me... to... you...( leads... me... to... you..)...

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Echoes in an Unwritten Labyrinth by Hot Cookie

Under Your Spell

Right to Love

Supernatural

Here’s a bilingual deep house song with a dark, hypnotic, seductive, and mysterious vibe, incorporating themes of the heart, body, energy, and flow—all while keeping that sensual, almost dangerous allure.

This song has that seductive, hypnotic deep house vibe with bilingual lyrics that flow between mystery, passion, and danger.

Corazon de Fuego

SUNO 4.0

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This is the night mail crossing the border
Bringing the cheque and the postal order
Letters for the rich
Letters for the poor
The shop at the corner and the girl next door
Scaling the summit
A steady climb
The gradient's against her
But she's on time
Past cotton grass and moorland boulder
Casting white plumes over her shoulder
Swift as an arrow she passes
Silent miles of wind-bent grasses

Birds turn their heads as she approaches
Stare from the bushes at her blank-faced coaches
Sheepdogs cannot turn her course
They slumber on with paws across
In the farm she passes
No one wakes
But a jug in the bedroom gently shakes

Dawn freshens
The climb is done
Down towards Glasgow she descends
Towards the steam tugs yelping down a glade of cranes
Towards the fields of apparatus
The furnaces
Set on the dark plain like gigantic chessmen
All Scotland waits for her
In dark glens
Beside pale-green lochs
Men long for news

Letters of thanks
Letters from banks
Letters of joy from the girl and the boy
Receipted bills and invitations
To inspect new stock or visit relations
And applications for situations
And timid lovers' declarations
And gossip
Gossip from all the nations
News circumstantial
News financial
Letters with holiday snaps to enlarge in
Letters with faces scrawled in the margin
Letters from uncles
Cousins
And aunts
Letters to Scotland from the South of France
Letters of condolence to Highlands and Lowlands
Notes from overseas to Hebrides
Written on paper of every hue
The pink
The violet
The white and the blue
The chatty
The catty
The boring
Adoring
The cold and official and the heart's outpouring
Clever
Stupid
Short and long
The typed and the printed and the spelt all wrong

Dawn freshens
Her climb is done
Down towards Glasgow she descends
Towards the steam tugs yelping down a glade of cranes
Towards the fields of apparatus
The furnaces
Set on the dark plain like gigantic chessmen
All Scotland waits for her

In dark glens.

Supernatural

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