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ENISA - Blame It On Me (SN7 Remix)

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Unofficial FIFA World Cup 2026 Song

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Verse 1
Watching you move like that
Got me losing my mind
The way you dance past them all
Leave 'em so far behind
Remember when they said
You'd never make it this far?
Now look at you flying high
Like you're touching the stars

Pre-chorus
They say lightning never strikes twice
But you prove them wrong every night
Making magic look easy
Got the whole world asking

Chorus
Who's gonna be the greatest of all?
(Who's gonna, who's gonna?)
Is it you with your perfect ball control?
(Show me, show me)
Every weekend I'm watching you roll
(Watching you, watching you)
Who's gonna be the greatest of all?
Ooh-woah, greatest of all

Verse 2
Messi with that left foot
Pure poetry in motion
Ronaldo in the air
Defying gravity's notion
Pelé changed the game
Maradona made it art
Zidane with the spin move
Tearing defenses apart
Pre-chorus
From Brazil to Portugal
Argentina to France
When you got that special touch
You make millions wanna dance

Chorus
Who's gonna be the greatest of all?
(Who's gonna, who's gonna?)
Is it you with your perfect ball control?
(Show me, show me)
Every weekend I'm watching you roll
(Watching you, watching you)
Who's gonna be the greatest of all?
Ooh-woah, greatest of all

Bridge
Sometimes I just stand still
Mbappé with the speed kill
Haaland making scoring look like ease
Time stops when you're in flight
Every touch pure destiny
Yeah-yeah

Chorus
Who's gonna be the greatest of all?
(Who's gonna, who's gonna?)
Is it you with your perfect ball control?
(Show me, show me)
Every weekend I'm watching you roll
(Watching you, watching you)
Who's gonna be the greatest of all?
Ooh-woah, greatest of all

Outro
The debate goes on and on
But when I see you play
I already know, yeah I know
(Who's gonna be the greatest)

Limitless (Unofficial FIFA World Cup 2026 Song)

Demons

Hi You!

Endlessly Loud

You Set Me Adrift - Version 2

I am not Bally Sagoo or Anu Malik, I am simply MY

Written and Created with the help of:
SUNO AI Music Generator
ChatGPT (for writing and lyric generation)
Google Translate (for translation assistance)

Music Arrangement:
MY and SUNO AI Music Generator

Produced with the help of:
SUNO AI Music Generator

You Set Me Adrift - Version 2

City of Demons is a raw, emotional journey through the streets of Montreal, told through the eyes of a sixteen-year-old caught between survival and self-discovery. With lyrics that bleed truth and a voice that echoes the struggle of youth in a chaotic world, Joshua Aidan Caminsky lays it all bare—pain, loyalty, heartbreak, and hope. From the glow of city lights to the darkness of addiction, betrayal, and broken dreams, this album doesn't just tell a story—it lives it. This is the sound of a generation fighting for light in a world that often forgets them.

Faded Friends

Mírame” is a sultry Latin-English fusion track that drips with desire and emotional intensity. Blending sensual Spanish lyrics with intimate English whispers, the song captures a night of unspoken passion, where rules fade and two souls collide in a slow-burning fire. With a hypnotic rhythm, lush vocals, and lyrics that caress the skin like a lover’s touch, “Mírame” invites the listener into a world of fuego y pasión—where love is slow, wild, and completely out of control.

Mírame

A soft confession of what it means to be truly seen.
“You Make Me Feel” is not just about love —
it’s about finding calm in someone’s presence.
Gentle. Intimate. Honest.

You Make Me Feel

We All Mess Up

Text:
[Verse 1 – gloomy, calm]
They said I had a demon,
Something wicked in my chest.
They laid their hands upon me,
Called it holy, called it blessed.

Candles flickered in the silence,
Latin words like poisoned darts.
But no devil crawled inside me—
Just a wound... torn into parts.

[Chorus – loud, plaintive]
The devil wasn't hiding under beds,
Not whispering prayers in priests' heads.
The devil's not a shadow in the flame—
The devil was me… and I have a name.

The darkness isn’t summoned from the deep,
It grows in silence when we sleep.
Not horns, not smoke, not hell below—
It's the pain we never show.

(Instumental-Part)

[Verse 2 – carrying]
They said I cursed, they said I screamed,
They said I walked through haunted dreams.
But all I was… was lost, afraid—
A child they didn't want to save.

Instead of help, they gave me chains,
Holy water, bile, and flames.
They called it sacred, called it grace,
But all it did…was burnt my face.

[Bridge – spoken, calm, cold]
No demon took me.
No devil spoke through my tongue.
I cried… and they made it Latin.
I broke... and they called it Satan.

[Bridge – bissig, ironisch, entlarvend]
You wear the horns, you praise the flame,
You call it freedom, call it “name.”
But Lucifer—your midnight king,
Was just a page in Heaven’s wing.

You bow to what God made, you see?
Your devil’s still theology.
So while you hiss and break your chain—
You're still dancing in His frame.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Chorus 2 – with anger and clarity]
The devil wasn’t there at all,
No serpent rise, no angel’s fall.
It was fear with holy gloves,
It was hate, disguised as love.

No need for horns, no need for fire—
The real hell is when we admire
The pain we cause in “God’s” own name,
And think we’ve won… some holy game.

[Outro – quietly, like a confession]
The devil was me—
But not because I meant.
Because I hurt,
And no one asked me...
Why.

The Devil Was Me

I create music that speaks the language of emotion—dark, intense, and honest. Inspired by heartbreak, healing, and hidden desires, my sound blends haunting melodies with poetic lyrics. Whether in French, English, or Latin Spanish, I write to express what words alone can’t say. Every track is a piece of my soul

Mírame

Raven storm

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