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American Love Song

An abstract stream of consciousness with themes of lust, hope, and loss.

Vocals & Lyrics by Dreamer Isioma
Produced by Dreamer Isioma & Melanie Faye
Mixed by Dreamer Isioma & Tupni
Mastered by Tupni
Additional Lyrics by Melanie Faye
Additional Vocals by Precious 

Cover Art by Mars


Lyrics:

Daze
You got me in a daze
In the violence violins play
Sound the sirens
You’re so fucking hot girl
You so fire 
Got me fighting for my place

I got drip all on me fuck you mean
Water on my wrist my whip so so clean
Just need a thick black foreign bitch to drape in fancy things 
I get big bags 
And got my niggas on pay roll
Yea we like to rock & roll
Might just rock your hoe 
Woah

So baby can you tell me yes or no
Baby girl is it a yes or should I go
So baby can you tell me yes or no
Baby girl is it a yes or should I go
Is this over 
I don't want it to be over
Don't tell me this is over
I don't want it to be over
Over
Over
I don't want it to be over no 
Over
Please don’t tell me this is over no
Over
I don’t want this to be over no
Over
This ain't over til I say it’s over

Daze / Over

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"Touch Me Where It Hurts – A Tender Plea for Raw Connection"

A soft, smoldering soul confession—aching, unguarded, and deeply human.
“Touch Me Where It Hurts” slips beneath the surface, where desire meets vulnerability.
Breathy vocals unfold over warm Rhodes, brushed drums, and aching bass lines, while every lyric pleads not for comfort, but for truth.
This is no love song—it’s an invitation to see what’s hidden, and hold it anyway.

For the ones who crave more than touch—who crave to be known.


Touch Me Where It Hurts

[Verse 1]
Don’t kiss me where it’s easy,
Don’t whisper what I’ve heard.
Don’t trace around the edges—
I want your hands where I’ve been burned.
Don’t love me like a promise,
Don’t hold me like I’ll heal.
If you want what’s real—
Touch me where I feel.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mmmh… I’m not made of porcelain,
But I crack just like the rest.
If you’re looking for my truth—
It’s beneath my Sunday dress.

[Chorus]
Touch me where it hurts,
Where the scars still sting,
Where love left bruises
I pretend don’t mean a thing.
Touch me where I break,
Don’t be scared of what you find.
If you want my body, baby—
Then take my mind.

[Verse 2]
I’ve smiled through every silence,
I've kissed through every lie.
But I need more than comfort—
I need someone to ask me why.
Don’t fade like all the others,
Don’t just want what looks intact.
If you reach into the dark,
Don’t you dare pull back.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mmmh… don’t just love the shimmer,
Love the mess behind the sheen.
I’m more than just a highlight—
I’m everything between.

[Chorus]
Touch me where it hurts,
Where I flinch, where I confess.
Where longing turns to silence,
And my ribs still hold the stress.
Touch me where I break,
And don't be kind or clean—
Just hold me like I’m ugly,
And still worth being seen.

[Outro]
Touch me where I hide,
Where no one ever tries.
If you want my soul tonight…
Touch me where it cries.

Touch Me Where It Hurts

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