Get that Dough Remix

Pull Me By a String (very demo 1)

Para escuchar la versión con MV https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/b23848eb-fa1b-436d-8205-eae79673576b
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira

Y ME PARECE MENTIRA

Te veo y no lo puedo creer:

detengo mis ojos en tu cara

intentando encontrar la mirada

que ayer tanto me hizo padecer

y descubro al instante el presente

que penetra con fuerza en mi mente

destrozando tu imagen de ayer.


Te observo y no consigo entender:

creía reciente aquel verano

salpicado de amores tempranos

teniendo la luna como juez

y la llama de mis ilusiones

que forjó mis primeras canciones

en los más profundo de mi ser.


Comparo, y me parece mentira, 

la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

todavía conservo el perfume

de aquellas mañanas de estío

y el sabor amargo del desprecio

socavando el alma de un crío.


Recuerdo y soy tu esclavo otra vez:

navego en los mares de tus ojos

inundando la noche de gozo

sembrando esperanza por mi piel

pero arribo a tu puerto y zozobro

y mi gozo se torna en sollozos 

al oír que no hay nada que hacer.


Comparo, y me parece mentira,
 
la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

¿quién no guarda la risa o el llanto

de aquel primer beso de ensueño?

risa para el que apuró buen vino

llanto el que brindó con veneno.

AND IT SEEMS LIKE A LIE

I see you and I can't believe it:

I fix my eyes on your face

trying to find the gaze

that made me suffer so much yesterday

and I instantly discover the present

which penetrates my mind with force

shattering your image of yesterday.

I watch you and I can't understand:

I thought that summer was recent

spattered with early loves

having the moon as my judge

and the flame of my dreams

that forged my first songs

in the depths of my being.

I compare, and it seems like a lie,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

I still retain the scent

of those summer mornings

and the bitter taste of contempt

undermining the soul of a child.

I remember and I am your slave again:

I sail the seas of your eyes

flooding the night with joy

sowing hope through my skin

but I arrive at your port and capsize

and my joy turns to sobs

when I hear there's nothing to be done.

I compare, and it seems untrue,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

Who doesn't remember the laughter or the tears

of that first dreamy kiss?

Laughter for the one who drank good wine

Crying for the one who toasted with poison.

Y me parece mentira AC

🎥Video here: https://youtu.be/7kveJYWMzqk🤘
About a month ago, a couple of us went to a Duran Duran concert… and Wild Boys hit us hard. That raw energy, the wild vibe, it stayed with us. So we decided to create something in that same spirit: dirty, loud, aggressive… but 100% our own.
Street Dogs is about instinct, survival, and sticking together. We’re the ones with no masters, no leashes, just fangs, claws, and fire in our blood. In this concrete jungle, we fight dirty, we howl at the moon, and we never back down.
Hope you enjoy the track and the video we had a blast putting together! 
Love you all!🫶
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on July 17, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

We move through these alleys
And we got these instincts
Smell blood when it runs
This city still stinks
We chase down these leads
We still got them in heat
Our bodies so sore
But we love it this way

We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs

We're dogs without owners
We ain't got no masters
We come from the ruins
Of war-torn disasters
It's still in our blood
You can still see the bones
In this jungle of concrete
That we still call home

We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs

We don't fight fair
But we still fight together
We howl at the moon
While we're praying for better
We're hungry for meat
But we still love the chase
We're a pack full of bastards
But you can't take our place

We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs

Street Dogs

Official Music Video

"Louisiana 1927" (Randy Newman) [08.11.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(c) 2025 Cenote Music

Louisiana 1927 [08.11.25]

A Lizzo/Beyonce collab vibe with a groovy yet sultry, laid-back R&B feel — taking aim at the manosphere and red pill podcast bros with velvet-smooth vocals and a hook that lingers long after the beat fades. It’s the cool, confident eye-roll every woman’s been waiting to crank up and put on repeat.

The Wrong Podcast

See What You Are

Introduction in English:

People often tell me that when they are with a loved one who is about to die, they feel particularly close to them. 
Sometimes, in such moments, the history of their relationship flashes before their eyes. 
Some report reaching a deeper peace with the person in question shortly before their death. Often, the dying say things they have never been able to say in their lifetime. For example, a father who, shortly before his death, is able to tell his daughter for the first and only time that he has always loved her.
Many of those left behind tell me that they did not want to let the dying person go, but that they somehow realized that they had to let go of their loved one so that they could pass away as peacefully as possible; that they could not “die with them,” but had to continue living alone. 
And it is not uncommon for those who are approaching death to tell their accompanying relatives that they should continue to live well and in peace.
All of these stories inspired me to write the song “Mourir (Dying).” And as always, for such fundamental existential experiences, I choose the language that best expresses these radical moments of transition: French.


Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak French)

Dying

I watched over your bed 
Sat here with you night after night

Your breathing is very laboured
And it's been a long time
Since I spoke to you

The cancer has destroyed you 
You lie there, powerless and limp

You've lost the fight 
No, you won't be reborn

The thread of your life is increasibly breaking

Your gaze is so empty
Come on, please look at me again 

One last time
Don't go yet
Come on, turn around one last time.

Your heart is beating so weakly
So stay awake a little longer

I'm really letting you go
But let us look at each other once more
A farewell glance before you pass over

It's already too late
I'm saying a prayer for you.

So go in peace
Without pain

Forever my great Love

Französischer Text

Mourir

J'ai veillé à ton chevet
Je suis restée avec toi nuit après nuit
Ta respiration est tres difficile
Et cela fait tres longtemps
que je t'ai parlé

Le cancer t'a emporté
tu es là, sans force et sans vigueur
Tu as perdu la bataille 
non, tu ne renaîtras pas
Le fil de ta vie se rompt de plus en plus

Ton regard est si vide
Viens regarder encore une fois
Une dernière fois
Ne pars pas encore
Tourne-toi encore une fois

Ton cœur ne bat plus que très faiblement
Mais reste encore un peu éveillé

Je vais vraiment te laisser partir
Mais regarde-moi encore une dernière fois
Un regard d'adieu avant la transition

Il est déjà trop tard
je fais une prière pour toi

alors va en paix, libre de toute douleur
Pour toujours mon grand amour

Mourir (Dying)

Heartbreak made me delusional, but at least it made the music fire. These songs sound like late-night calls, half-truths, and the type of love that leave you talking to God and your group chat. If you ever spun the block on a nigga who ain’t deserve it—welcome home, bitch.

Time and Time Again

Heart break-  JohnE

Touching The Sky

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More songs found for streaming and purchase on: Spotify, Amazon & iTunes. Merch can be found on Redbubble/HeartistryHouse
I write the songs to which your heart beats and your soul heals.

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Bio
With unique lyricism and memorable melodies, RnB/Soul/Pop, Songwriter-Singer, Rebekah Withakay writes songs that will leave tears in your eyes, a smile on your face, and joy in your soul.

Some of her accomplishments include 2024 Posi Music Award, 2021 Honorable Mention Songwriting, local radio airplay, John Lennon Songwriting Contest songwriting contest recognition, and in-store music placements in throughout Europe, Australia, Russia, Italy and the U.S. 
Rebekah, originally from Detroit, Michigan and a former member of the Funk/Rock band LucysBrownSeville, has worked with a myriad of Detroit artists, including PirhanaHead (Prince, George Clinton), Yaminah Brock (Painted Pictures), rap phenom Lightyear. She has performed throughout Michigan while a part of LucysBrownSeville, where she played the role of soul-stress in the super-dope soulfully funk rock band. 
Quite a feat, considering she suffered relentlessly from stage fright for many years. Rebekah sang lead and back-up in the band and played a mean tambourine.

She has shared stages with Rev. Jon Scott, Patricia Bahia, Jesse Powers, Harold Payne, David Roth, Rickie Byers, Wanda Nero Butler, Michel Pascal, Jennifer Real, Jay-Miah, J. Isaac, Marianne Williamson, Rev. Michael Bernard Beckwith, Deepak Chopra & Bishop Carlton Pearson and other game changers and influencers.

Contact: rebekahwithakay@live.com