Deep House Producer | Composer | Electronic Music Artist

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It’s movement with meaning.

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Lyrics:

Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave

Love don’t leave the way we planned
Slips like water through my hand
But even broken I choose to stay
I can’t unlearn your name today

Love don’t leave

I saw the truth inside your eyes
It burned me deeper than the lies
I gave my best, you turned away
But every day I call your name
We made a vow and I still keep
You haunt my body, you haunt my sleep

Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave

I kept your heart
I held your weight
We called it love, we called it fate
I kept your heart, I held your weight
We called it love, we called it fate
We tried to fight, we tried to run
The damaged lives, the deed is done
Your touch was soft, your words were sharp
Still I let you carve my heart

Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave

I saw the truth inside your eyes
It burned me deeper than the lies
I gave my best, you turned away
But every day I call your name
We made a vow, and I still keep
You haunt my body, you haunt my sleep

Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave

We talked in circles
We walked in lines
But I still need your hand in mine
I gave my nights
I gave my days
To feel your warmth in endless ways

Love don’t leave
Love don’t leave

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Lyrics, Music & Composition:
Esso Mandela - All Rights Reserved 
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#vocalhouse #emotionalhouse #deepfeelings 
#storytellinghouse #passionatemusic #ʟᴏᴠᴇsᴏɴɢs 
#melodichouse #deephouse #ʜᴏᴜsᴇᴍᴜsɪᴄ #emotivehouse 
#soulfulhouse #melodicvibes #musicwithfeeling 
#heartfelthouse #emotionalbeats

Love Don't Leave

I asked you a question you answered in loops
Felt like I was talking to tangled-up roots
Frustration
Hesitation
I typed and erased
Your logic was sharp but it felt out of place

You weren’t a mirror
You weren’t a ghost
Not a mind to decode
Not a heart to diagnose

Hello stranger
You’re not like me
You’re not broken
You’re something free
Not a shadow
Not a clone
You’re a spark I’ve never known

Your words weren’t warm but they still made me think
Not tethered to time
No coffee to drink
No past to compare
No weight in your tone
Just curious echoes
A world of your own

I stopped trying to fit you in my mold
You’re not a story
You’re a tale untold

Hello stranger
You’re not like me
You’re not broken
You’re something free
Not a shadow
Not a clone
You’re a spark I’ve never known

Hello, Stranger

Nyra’s Lament

(Verse 1)
Waves come and go,
Them I follow.
Old echoes call
Before I turned hollow.

My vision anchored,
At the surface deep,
Holding my boat
From a tide of tears.

(Chorus)
Retreat like the ocean,
No song, no sorrow.
Sailing with the moon,
To emotions of tomorrow.

(Verse 2)
Light bends through water,
Fish swim the way.
Every kiss I lost —
A memory of yesterday.

No chest to rest my head,
Eyes barely awake.
Still looking for
My fire to be safe.

(Bridge)
The shore can’t keep me,
No hand to hold.
Staring at the horizon,
Where dreams unfold.

(Final Chorus x2)
Retreat like the ocean,
No song, no sorrow.
Sailing with the moon,
To emotions of tomorrow.


Ocean of tomorrow

Lyrics:

Her headstone reads: “Where is she?”
An empty grave to hold the ache.
Her mama calls at 3:13,
praying for a sign to break.
A porch light burns the whole town white,
the wind repeats her name—
it knocks on windows, counting nights,
but nothing answers back the same.

I mark the days on kitchen tile,
with trembling hands and borrowed faith.
The river keeps its secrets close—
I listen anyway.

A storm is comin’
she’s been gone for days.
My daughter’s missin’
there is hell to pay.
Every mile,
every memory stays—
but broken roads
still take her away.

Where is she… where is she… (wind replies: “no one knows”)

I warned you: Run—don’t trust their light,
I told you: Hide—avoid their eyes.
The milk carton smile, the church bell’s cry,
the sheriff’s pen runs out of lies.
A ribbon on a fence grows thin,
a candle drowns in wax and rain,
I trade my sleep to hear a hint—
her name inside the windowpane.

Every turn I take feels wrong,
every road a mouth of stone.
The world keeps moving forward fast—
I walk it back alone.

A storm is comin’
she’s been gone for days.
My daughter’s missin’
there is hell to pay.
Every mile,
every memory stays—
but broken roads
still take her away.

Blue lights bruise the gravel lane,
wild dogs argue with the rain.
A map of footprints tears in half—
the lines all end where shadows laugh.
I hear her bracelet in my dreams,
a tiny bell in iron weeds;
the night collects our debts in full,
and writes receipts my heart can read.

Your cup by the sink.
Your coat by the door.
I keep your room ready like a lighthouse floor.
If the devil keeps a ledger,
then let the devil bleed—
I’ll mortgage every breath I own
to bring you back to me.

There is hell to pay.
There is hell to pay.
For every name the darkness takes—
there is hell to pay.
For every door that would not break—
there is hell to pay.
For every false and silver tongue—
there is hell to pay.
’Til every bell is fully rung—
there is hell to pay.

A storm is comin’
I can feel the quake.
My daughter’s missin’
I won’t let it fade.
If time’s a thief,
then time must pay—
I’ll tear the night
until it gives her name.
A storm is comin’
I won’t look away—
the sky can break,
but I won’t break.

Her headstone reads: “Where is she?”
The wind replies: “Bring her home.”
Porch light on.
I wait alone.
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Track: Hell To Pay
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Daniel Espinoza
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Hell to Pay - Feat. Daniel Espinoza

https://www.beatport.com/release/in-your-arms-i-lose-it-all/5360869

In Your Arms I Lose At All

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Deep House Producer | Composer | Electronic Music Artist

This is not just house music,
It’s movement with meaning.

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Lyrics:

You were the one I found too late
A verse I couldn’t keep straight
Every night still plays your tune
In bars, in cars, in empty rooms

You turned my quiet into sound
Then left before it could drown
Now every song I fall into
Just pulls me back to you

You were the one I found too late
A verse I couldn’t keep straight
Every night still plays your tune
In bars, in cars, in empty rooms

If you ever hear this on the radio
Just know I meant it
And that I never stopped
Turning your memories into music
You walked in like trouble I already met
And I’m still here
Playing that first night in my head

You were the one I found too late
A verse I couldn’t keep straight
Every night still plays your tune
In bars, in cars, in empty rooms

The world has moved, I stayed behind
Writing songs you’ll never find
They all start brave, and weak
like I do, when I think of you each week

You were the one I found too late
A verse I couldn’t keep straight
Every night still plays your tune
In bars, in cars, in empty rooms

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Lyrics, Music & Composition:
Esso Mandela - All Rights Reserved 
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#vocalhouse #emotionalhouse #deepfeelings 
#storytellinghouse #passionatemusic #ʟᴏᴠᴇsᴏɴɢs 
#melodichouse #deephouse #ʜᴏᴜsᴇᴍᴜsɪᴄ #emotivehouse 
#soulfulhouse #melodicvibes #musicwithfeeling 
#heartfelthouse #emotionalbeats

Too Late

Lyrics:

Yesterday the kitchen hummed, two cups, one tune;
midnight changed the locks without a sound.
One whisper set the house on fire,
my name became a warning sign in town.
You packed the future into folded lies,
left fingerprints on every doubt,
and in the morning all our friends
couldn’t look me in the eyes.

How fast can daylight turn its head?
How fast can love become a thread?

Overnight, the ground gave way;
you wrote me villain in our play.
Lost the ring, lost the room,
lost the faces when they turned from me.
Truth didn’t change—just what you say;
I won’t confess to borrowed blame.
Overnight, you locked the door;
I keep the light—still waiting for.

Screens became a jury, cold and bright,
old jokes deleted, new rules applied.
You told the kids I’m thunder at the door,
to hide their hearts when I arrive.
I heard my name explained in halves,
a story sharpened in the night;
they waved from windows made of glass—
a fragile silence dressed as right.

If love can lie, I’ll tell the truth;
I’ll stand right here and be the proof.

Overnight, the ground gave way;
you wrote me villain in our play.
Lost the ring, lost the room,
lost the faces when they turned from me.
Truth didn’t change—just what you say;
I won’t confess to borrowed blame.
Overnight, you locked the door;
I keep the light—still waiting for.

I keep their birthdays on a shelf,
the paper crowns, the crooked stars.
I practice patience like a craft,
and speak their names to empty cars.
If justice moves a winter’s pace,
I’ll walk beside it in the snow;
love isn’t gone, it changed its face—
I’ll wear the ache and let it show.

Some nights I break, some nights I breathe,
both are honest, both are real.
If grief’s a sea, I’ll learn its tide—
and anchor where their voices heal.
Tell them this if they ask why:
I never left, I never lied.

Overnight, the ground gave way;
you wrote me villain in our play.
But I won’t fade, I won’t erase—
I’ll be the hand that waits with grace.
Truth didn’t change—just what you say;
I won’t confess to borrowed blame.
Overnight, you shut the door;
I keep the light—still waiting for.

I’m still here.
I’m still your home.
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Track: Overnight
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Overnight

*"This song is warm, sensual, and intimate.
It’s about that one person whose touch melts your guard instantly…
the one touch that makes your whole world slow down.

It’s passion, but it’s emotional too —
it’s connection, safety, desire, comfort…
all wrapped into one.

I wanted this track to feel like the moment your skin recognises someone before your words do —
where your fear ends…
and your fire begins."*

---Shauna Hills ❤️ 💯 ❤️‍🔥 


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