Two x Four

Cold Memory

I Forgot About the Winter

Phosphorescent covers Bob Dylan's "Tryin to Get to Heaven"

Phosphorescent - Tryin' To Get To Heaven (Official Audio)

Road Less Traveled

05. See You Again

Face Molt

Sin wears my perfume,

Verse 1
There’s lipstick left on your alibi,
Sweet lies dripping like a lullaby.
You say confession, but your hands still shake,
Baby, heaven don’t forgive mistakes.

Pre-Chorus
I walk away, but I linger in the room,
Every sin you love still wears my perfume.

Chorus
Sin wears my perfume, on your skin tonight,
You chase redemption, but it won’t bite.
Every kiss you crave, it’s the same old tune,
’Cause sin, baby, sin wears my perfume.

Verse 2
Ash in the glass where the whiskey burned,
You preach salvation, but you never learn.
You kneel for mercy, but you can’t disguise,
That you want the devil when you see my eyes.

Pre-Chorus
I haunt your sheets, I haunt your truth,
Every sin you hide still smells like proof.

Chorus
Sin wears my perfume, on your skin tonight,
You chase redemption, but it won’t bite.
Every kiss you crave, it’s the same old tune,
’Cause sin, baby, sin wears my perfume.

Bridge
I don’t fade, I don’t wash away,
I stay on your soul like the price you pay.
Call it lust, call it doom,
Either way, it smells like my perfume.

Final Chorus
Sin wears my perfume, your halo’s gone,
You beg for heaven, but you beg me wrong.
Every prayer you make just blooms too soon,
’Cause sin, baby, sin wears my perfume.

Outro (smoky whisper)
Sin… wears my perfume.

Sin Wears My Perfume

Chilled to the Soul is the companion release to Hardwired by Hope, reimagining its high-energy anthems as deep, atmospheric chillout cuts. Built around lush synths, airy pads, and hypnotic grooves, these tracks drift between ambient soundscapes and downtempo house. It’s music for late nights, quiet reflection, and that hazy space between memory and dream.

Connor Charles reshapes fire into smoke — taking the same DNA that fuels his harder club work and transforming it into something intimate, spacious, and hauntingly beautiful.


10, Move — Deep Flow MIx

I For Little Things

Release April 24th 2020

Talk About Me - Lyrics

VERSE 1
You tell me who you see, and it isn't me
You tell me what I'm like, but I don't agree

You think you understand what I'm all about
You think you know the plan, got me figured out
I'm nothing but a brand and a stereotype

PRE
New cars, new trends
New blood, new friends
Fated to pretend
My views, my pain
My voice, my name
Get used to hearing it 'cause

CHORUS
On a mountain in Nevada they will talk about me
Down the river Colorado they will talk about me
Go to Florida, Key Largo
Phoenix or Chicago
Everybody's gonna want to talk about me

In your neighborhood in Tampa they will talk about me
On a schoolyard in Atlanta they will talk about me
All your exes and your teachers
Crazies and the preachers
Everybody’s gonna wanna talk about me

VERSE 2
You say I ride the backs on the friends I make
But I’m a narcissist, so I think it's great 

Your insecurity is a state of mind
You better make a scene or get left behind 
'Cause everything’s forgiven on the day you die, right
So

PRE
New cars, new trends
New blood, new friends
Fated to pretend
My views, my pain
My voice, my name
Get used to hearing it 'cause

CHORUS
On a mountain in Nevada they will talk about me
Down the river Colorado they will talk about me
Go to Florida, Key Largo
Phoenix or Chicago
Everybody's gonna wanna talk about me

In your neighborhood in Tampa they will talk about me
On a schoolyard in Atlanta they will talk about me
All your exes and your teachers
Crazies and the preachers
Everybody’s gonna wanna talk about me

On a beach in Santa Monica they'll talk about me
On planet in Andromeda they'll talk about me 
You’ll see Katy and Rihanna, Elon and Obama 
Meeting up with Lana just to talk about me

Have a normal conversation it will be about me
Get abducted by a spaceship they will ask about me
Future 4D magazines
Front page of your dreams 
Everybody’s gonna wanna talk about me

On a lunch break in the classroom they would talk about me
Pointing fingers, making faces when they talk about me
I’d be standing in the distance, vibrantly existing
Just as long as everybody’s talking 'bout me

Talk About Me

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