Hard Days is an unreleased track planned for Future Nostalgia's Side B, now added on a Side B made by me 💙

Hard Days (Bônus Track)

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Hard Days - Dua Lipa

**RAW SOUL** 🎧 **OUT NOW** 🔥

1970s soul—raw, unfiltered, straight from the tape 🎙️ Deep contralto vocals riding vintage funk breaks with that heavy trip-hop swing 🎚️ No shortcuts, no polish, just pure feeling 💯 Vinyl crackle 📼, tape hiss, and late-night truth 🌙✨

For the crate diggers 🎶 and the heartbroken 💔 For the ones who know that real soul never left—it just went underground 🏙️⬇️

Press play. Feel something real 🎵💿

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Apple Music

Lost Lover

“COME IN MY CATACOMBS (Smash Me Slow)”

(Tiny Dancing Girl ft. Grunk the Smasher — produced by Fists of Death)

[Intro – whispered over slow beat and dripping echoes]

(soft laugh)
Down here in the dark… torches low…
Grunk, this ain’t a battlefield.
You found the Catacombs — my Catacombs.
Come in if you dare.
Smash me slow.

[Verse 1 – female]

Dust on the stones, heat in the wall,
You busted through like you heard a call.
Skeletons sway where the bassline drops,
You look confused, but you don’t stop.

[Pre-Chorus - female]

You say “me smash,” I say “not yet.”
You move too fast, you ain’t there yet.

[Chorus – Hook  - female]

Smash me slow, feel that flow,
You don’t need brute force to make it show.
Smash me slow, keep that low,
If you want this dance, learn the tempo.
(whispered echo) Come in my catacombs…

[Verse 2 –  - female]

You smell like battle, fire, and sweat,
Your hammer’s the only thing working yet.
You talk too much, let the rhythm speak,
Hands on my hips, bass hits deep.
You lean in close, armor creaks,
This ain’t a fairy tale — it’s mystique.

[Pre-Chorus  - female]

You say “me conquer,” I say “please.”
Learn my tempo if you want release.

[Chorus – Hook 2 -- female]

Smash me slow, don’t lose control,
The night’s still young, your mind still old.
Smash me slow, keep it low,
This ain’t a quest — it’s a show.
(whispered) Come in my catacombs… yeah…

[Bridge – spoken and sung ad-libs  - female]

Mmm… yeah…
Drop that hammer, not the beat.
You can’t fight rhythm with steel and meat.
(whispered) You won’t need your hammer to smash me.
Follow my hips, forget the fight,
Just breathe real slow in the torchlight.
(whispered) Come in my catacombs… come inside…

🎤 [Rap Verse – Male - Grunk the Smasher]

Yo — Grunk in the cave, torch so dim,
Found a tiny girl, had to dance with her hymn.
Fought ten rats, and a troll on fire,
Now me sweaty, full of desire.
She say “slow down,” Grunk hear “attack,”
Tried to dip, almost broke his back.
Whole room shake, sound like doom,
Bass so thick it filled the room.
She say “boy, you dumb, but sweet,”
Grunk say “yeah, me complete.”

[Final Chorus – duet, harmonies and echoes]

Smash me slow, feel that glow,
You don’t need a war to let it show.
Smash me slow, deep below,
Just aim for my heart when you’re ready to blow.
(whispered echo) Come in my catacombs…

[Outro –  - female laughing, fading echoes]

(laughs)
You really thought this was a rescue?
Go on, hero…
Come in my catacombs… and smash me slow.
(fade out under torch crackle and bass thump)

Trailer

Come In My Catacombs (feat Fly-T Aphrodite)

Endless August is ten songs that refuse to let summer die.
It’s the feeling of warm teak under bare feet at 2AM, the taste of coconut rum and lime on a moving car’s wind the hush when the bar locks its doors but the music keeps breathing.

Golden-hour sunsets bleeding into porch-light worship, saltwater beds, backyard hammocks, ice melting slower than time itself this album is every perfect, suspended moment you never want to end

Smooth R&B and coastal neo-soul soaked in salt air late-night confessions and the kind of love that makes September irrelevant.

Press play once and August stays forever

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