Hustle

Shifting narratives 
Sifting through imperatives
Riffing on Preteritives
We've had our share of them
But we are not scared of them
We take a stand
He is the man
When  weaker vessels  succumb to the tempest
We are  alchemists  
Fashion a compound 
Splashing  a newfound command of air sea and  land
Giants we are, miners andCzars
Battle scars,  we welcome them from afar

Welcome you to the  confrontation
Relegation of organs to displacia
If you choose to face ya inabilities to harness kill the beast 
We will never cease to dispel the peace impale the least 
To their position of submission
It is our mission for derision and contrition 
To all of  whom you are inferior in your delirium

Do you hear that sound  hastening from the stands
It is their demand for blood
And we will do our best to accommodate the thirst 
And let the heavy red clouds rain  bodily fluids 
Drench the enemy like a sacrifice by druids 
True to our roots while you play our skin flutes
 Play a nice melody  and the bodies will burn  
That's what the stands yearn for it is your turn
To learn and acclimate  yourself to the state of death

So bereft of dignity like some World War 1 soldiers
After the spirit  has left through the bottoms portal  
And mere mortals become gods and you are awed
And you are trembling 
Shadows assembling thirsty for blood sport  
Pillaging adrenal glands 
Take to the stands  maniacal  fans 
Fanatic addicted to the flower of power 
In the witching hour dreamers will cower as their eyes are gouged in rem 
Do not challenge them it will just arouse the men  
Endowed with cobra venom 
Chokeholds of a python  obseque  with burning pylons 
Escort you on a pale horse with the force of a thousand firestorms  
You are mired with the whores of Babylon 
Towers have fallen 
Mauled by the wreckage revelations have called upon 
The ticking tempo of time , a spiral cycle 
Know the signs

Do you hear that sound  hastening from the stands
It is their demand for blood
And we will do our best to accommodate the thirst 
And let the heavy red clouds rain  bodily fluids 
Drench the enemy like a sacrifice by druids 
True to our roots while you play our skin flutes
 Play a nice melody  and the bodies will burn  
That's what the stands yearn for it is your turn
To learn and acclimate  yourself to the state of death

When the ships of the kingdom of Russia will cross the Dardanelles 
You should dress in Sabbath clothes 
Because this means that the arrival of the Messiah is close. 
When you see the Russian armies begin to move southward 
And enter Turkey, put on your Sabbath garments 
And get ready to welcome the Messiah

When the ships of the kingdom of Russia will cross the Dardanelles 
You should dress in Sabbath clothes 
Because this means that the arrival of the Messiah is close. 
When you see the Russian armies begin to move southward 
And enter Turkey, put on your Sabbath garments 
And get ready to welcome the Messiah

The Stands

Bandaids, Pt. 2

Written by Laura White Produced by Ian Barter
Nobody gets me the way I’m stuck on you you make me look old coz u could be cold and i deserve gold 

nobody finds me when I’m dying and I’m in my mood you put me in this place you mess up all my space i can’t take it 

bridge 

well this city can’t make me change 

my doctor can’t fix my pain 

my friends they don’t understand how our love can’t never mend 

Chorus 

all i get from you is i go black and blue 

I’m walking on your love i just can’t get enough 

I’ve worn out my best shoes and now I’m black and blue I’m wishin on your love hoping that you make it good

no body hears me when I’m praying at night 

coz i just can’t rest my heart is always stressed without you I’m hopeless 

nobody lying when they when they say how I’m brave coz i ran from your love, i had to be so tough and then i gave it up 

bridge 

chorus 

mid 8 

this town can’t cope with our ways, this aint no good how many times we break, we something stupid in a beautiful way 

but you leave me broke, you leave me broke and i love you the same 

chorus 



Black & Blue

Written by Brett Castro & Halfy
Produced by Cooper Albert

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@cooperalbertmusic
@antonio-jenez

LYRICS

i close my eyes, find my toes in the sand
your lips on mine, through your hair i’m running my hands
through your body, i’m like goddamn

i’m on the beach when you’re riding my waves
hold on to me, it don’t matter if we’re misbehaving
it don’t matter if it’s you i’m craving

give me that west coast love
give me your sun kissed touch
give me that oo oo when i oo with you
give me that west coast love you do

you got me climbing up your valleys and hills
i’ll take my time exploring every way that i will
explore the ways to make you fulfilled

let’s take a drive down any boulevard
don’t care the sights i only care if i can hit start
turn your engine on and go far

give me that west coast love
give me your sun kissed touch
give me that oo oo when i oo with you
give me that west coast love you do

HALFY:
see i'm from the west coast and yes i do truly know
that every moment i'm in your presence
there's nowhere else i'd wanna go

wave rider caught in your current
the person you are is so alluring
i could let go and be lost at sea
as long as you're the one who's lost with me

i could feel this fucking feeling that makes me feel so high
this fucking feeling that reminds me everything's alright
give me that west coast love, it is my passion
and every time we're west coast lovin' i can feel the magic, girl

give me that west coast love
give me your sun kissed touch
give me that oo oo when i oo with you
give me that west coast love you do

West Coast Love feat. Cooper Albert & Halfy

STAY COLD

Can I Follow You There?

Written And Produced By Allison Louie & Wendy Wang

Vocals: Allison Louie, Joey Dosik, Wendy Wang 

Keys: Joey Dosik, Wendy Wang 

Guitar: Wendy Wang, James Cornelison 

Bass: Wendy Wang 

Drums: Darla Hawn, Wendy Wang 

Percussion: Wendy Wang 

Mixed & Mastered By: Wendy Wang

Thinkin Bout You

Written, Produced & Performed by Sean Matsukawa

Maple EP now available on iTunes & Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/maple/1330274609

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/1pISlmGdEWolgo50whLLw4

Tidal: http://tidal.com/album/82945161

http://seanmatsukawa.com/

Maple EP

Spiderweb

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It was the fantasy of all the places we’d go
How the reflections of my face would glow
The way you were always on my mind 
Oh, I miss the moments I’ve left behind

We’d talk ’til the sun rose above our heads
From my roots, you’d pull out the thread
I was so sure you were one of a kind
I miss the moments I’ve left behind
 
Sometimes I talk to the empty seat
Wishing you’d be next to me
Framing the stories of what we’d be
But I knew I had to set you free

Rewinding our melodies like a broken record
All of the sounds that didn’t transfer
Recently heard your name through the grapevine
I miss the moments I’ve left behind

left behind (feat. chaus)

Written and produced by Aaron Taylor. 
Vocals, keyboards and drum programming: Aaron Taylor 
Bass: James Rudi Creswick 
Brass: Mark Perry

Recorded and mixed by Aaron Taylor. Additional recording at Subfrantic Studios.

Mastered by Andy 'Hippy' Baldwin at Metropolis Studios, London.

Photography + Artwork: AllThingsCommon

Spiderweb

Sean Matsukawa

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