Calling All Angels

Calling All Angels (feat. Quinn XCII)

028OhmyGod

I remember when you slipped away
Like sand inside the pocket couldn't stop it once it started babe
Sex went from a blessing to a phase
A form less expressive
Plastic    

Slanted, Broken, bent and fitted wrong
A slow mo incision, your vicious
I miss when you were my favorite song
Now I don't know the lyrics anymore

And I know we're both better off 
Eventho it doesn't feel that way at all
When a true love does come along
I'm just hoping I'll be ready for the fall

Wicker from the candles you would burn
I still smell your cigarettes in all my favorite shirts but

Just another lesson I should learn
A game for the reckless 
Tetris 
Battle ship is sunk I'm  drunk and high 
My heads desecrated 
my heart is still alive
I wore out all my welcomes 
Im done with being selfish

The Fall

Nobody Has to Know

Cassette

I made “Panama” over a year ago, commemorating my three grand parents that had passed away during the short span of 7 months. Today, my final grandparent and Nana, Beverly Temrowski, passed away. I figured today would be the best time to release the most personal song I’ve ever made. This song is for my family, my friends, and anyone who has lost someone. 

Until we meet again.

Your loving grandson,

- Mike

Produced by YOG$ and Von Mering

Panama

Life Must Go On

From Michigan With Love

Autopilot

U & Us

Download/Stream http://snd.click/comearound

Hoodie Allen - Come Around Lyrics:
we were so free ridin’ with the top down
now i’m lonely, fading to the background
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around

we was doing so good like last week
caught us makin’ out in the back seat
you were runnin’ through my mind like a track meet
now when i see you around you be lookin’ past me
you say you that moved on, well that’s swell
then you beggin’ me to come to your hotel
how’d i end up here again baby, but oh well
i tell myself i won’t then i let myself down

everything has changed, i know
it’s like it ain’t the same, no more
used to ride the fast lane, shotgun
now i’m in the backseat, caught up

we were so free ridin’ with the top down
now i’m lonely, fading to the background
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around
said you love me what you doin’ that for
now you’re slowly creepin’ through the back door
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around

i know you think that you can come around and fix things
she call me tom brady, bought that girl like six rings
you f*ck me up, you talk a lot, you never listen
pardon my french, word to christian
honey keep your distance …
i’m done with all that fake sh*t you been dishin’
play your part, get an audition
i wanna’ thank you for the good times we been missin’
but now i need to find someone to live with

everything has changed, i know
it’s like it ain’t the same, no more
used to ride the fast lane, shotgun
now i’m in the backseat, caught up

we were so free ridin’ with the top down
now i’m lonely, fading to the background
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around
said you love me what you doin’ that for
now you’re slowly creepin’ through the back door
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around

"Come Around" (with Christian French)
Produced by YOG$ and David Von Mering
Mixed by Dylan McDougle
Mastered by Chris Gehringer
Hoodie Allen, LLC 

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