She’s scrolling through her options
But I’m still logged in
Waiting for the version
She thinks I should’ve been
She’s got her eye on the next big thing
New shoes, new mood, new diamond ring
I’m just the echo in her feed
The backup plan she thinks she needs
She’s building dreams I don’t fit in
But keeps me close like a second skin
She’s looking for an upgrade
But I’m still in the frame
She’s swiping through the future
While I’m stuck in yesterday
She’s keeping me around
Till 2.0 is found
I’m the beta she won’t claim
But won’t shut down
She’s chasing something new
But I’m still breaking through
I’m not your perfect code
But I’m still here for you
She wants a remix, not a rerun
A flash of fame, not a slow burn
But I’ve got depth she won’t decode
I’m not a glitch, I’m a heavy load
She’s got her filters, got her flair
But I’m the truth she won’t compare
She’s building castles in the cloud
But I’m the ground she walks around
She’s looking for an upgrade
But I’m still in the frame
She’s swiping through the future
While I’m stuck in yesterday
She’s keeping me around
Till 2.0 is found
I’m the beta she won’t claim
But won’t shut down
She’s chasing something new
But I’m still breaking through
I’m not your perfect code
But I’m still here for you
I’m not your test run, not your spare
I’m the one who’s always there
You want the shine, you want the gloss
But I’m the love you almost lost
She’s keeping me around
Till 2.0 is found
I’m the beta she won’t claim
But won’t shut down
She’s chasing something new
But I’m still breaking through
I’m not your perfect code
But I’m still here for you
(oh yeah) She’s keeping me around (oh yeah)
She’s keeping me around (oh yeah) She’s ..keeping.. me ..around...
Still here. Still real. Still mine.
(oh yeah) She’s keeping me around (oh yeah)
She’s keeping me around (oh yeah) She’s ..keeping.. me ..around...
Still here. Still real. Still mine.
(oh yeah) She’s keeping me around (oh yeah)
She’s keeping me around (oh yeah) She’s ..keeping.. me ..around...

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Till 2.0 by American K-POP BOYS

oh la la, she’s walking by
Like a breeze beneath July
Every step’s a lullaby
And I forget the reasons why
She don’t talk in riddles
She don’t play pretend
She just hums a melody
That never seems to end
She wears her heart like velvet
Her laugh’s a carousel
And when she looks right through me
I forget myself
She moves like Sunday
Soft and slow
Like vinyl spinning
On the radio
She moves like Sunday
Golden light
And I could watch her
Till the end of night
She don’t need a spotlight
She don’t chase the fame
She just paints the morning
With a whisper of my name
She’s got that kind of magic
That you don’t define
She turns a crowded moment
Into something mine
I’ve seen the stars
I’ve chased the moon
But nothing ever felt
Quite like this tune
She’s not a dream
She’s not a guess
She’s just the answer
I never confessed
She moves like Sunday
Soft and slow
Like vinyl spinning
On the radio
She moves like Sunday
Golden light
And I could watch her
Till the end of night
She moves like Sunday
She moves like Sunday
She moves like Sunday
And I let her go
She don’t talk in riddles
She don’t play pretend
She just hums a melody
That never seems to end
She moves like Sunday
She moves like Sunday
She moves like Sunday
And I let her go 

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She Moves Like Sunday

"Could Be Loving You" is a heart-wrenching soul/pop ballad about regret, forgiveness, and hope for love’s second chance.
Raw, honest lyrics deliver the story of a man pleading at his lover’s doorway, desperate to be taken back.
Each verse reveals emotional intensity and vulnerability, showing the struggle for reconciliation.
Soulful vocals and cinematic production blend beautifully, inviting listeners into the moment.
The melody and arrangement emphasize pain, yearning, and the deep desire to make things right.
Listeners experience a powerful narrative filled with apology, longing, and tender self-reflection.
Verses and choruses build gradually—moving from regretful silence to impassioned hope.
Authentic delivery and expressive harmonies define the track’s adult contemporary character.
This song resonates with fans who crave honest storytelling and richly heartfelt pop-soul.
"Could Be Loving You" is unforgettable for its sincerity, dynamic emotion, and artistic connection.

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Lyrics
Could Be Loving You

Did you know (Did you know)
I’m bad (I’m bad)
Had you here, in my arms and treated you wrong
No wonder, no wonder at all you left me on my own (yeeeeaaaahhhh)

Now, I wonder around home
My chin dragging on the ground
A smile is nowhere to be found
All this time, I could be loving you (yeeeeaahh loving yoooooouuu)

I should have been better
Treated you like my Queen
Instead, I was blind and lost my find
Now you are gone, you are gone (yeeeeaaaahhhh gone)

Now, I wonder around home
My chin dragging on the ground
A smile is nowhere to be found
All this time, I could be loving you (yeeeeaahh loving yoooooouuu)

I know, yeah I know, I, I, I, did you wrong (so wrong)
Must of blown my mind, blown my mind
Now, here all alone, don’t think I can carry on (need you in my life)
Got to get down on my knees, and beg you pretty please (pleeeeeaaasssee)
It is all I can do, is fall down at your door and plead
Let me make you believe again, be my Queen again
Cause all I do now is cry, cause I know I did you wrong (so wrong yeeeeaaahhh)

Don’t want to wonder around home
My chin dragging on the ground
With a smile nowhere to be found
All this time, I could be loving you (yeeeeaahh loving yoooooouuu)

Want to be loving yoooouuu yeeeeaaaahhh yeeeeaahh

Keywords
heartfelt soul-pop, emotional confession, vocals with vulnerability, love’s second chance, pleading at doorway, pain and forgiveness, cinematic production, authentic storytelling, adult contemporary ballad, real love struggle, tearful apology, expressive harmonies, pop-soul sincerity, dynamic emotion, hope and redemption

#music #newmusic #popmusic #rnb #soul #musiclover #popvibes #singer #musicvideo #musicproducer #soulmusic #soulful #indiemusic #artistlife #vocals

Could Be Loving You

Could Be Loving You - heart in my hands, wishing I loved you right the first time.

In my penthouse suite, high above the city lights,
Where chandeliers drip diamonds and the moon winks goodnight,
I sit counting up all the fortunes that I have made,
from the careful execution of all the plans I have laid
I see the face on my golden watch, ticking time I can't rewind,
So I'll try to spend my wealth with not a dime left behind
in my lifestyle of tailored wonder stitched with gold and silver thread,
I sip aged cognac, and dream up wild adventures in my head
I've got yachts in Monaco, and a mansion in Dubai,
A private jet to whisk me where the sunsets never die,
Oh the pleasures of these treasures so mind blowing and vast
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last
I drives a vintage Rolls-Royce down Sunset Boulevard,
palm trees and neon signs, Clubbing with hollywood stars,
A loyal staff that make things smooth every place I go
Tell me who you want to meet and I can make it so
My art collection whispers secrets from the past,
Picassos and Warhols, frozen moments meant to last,
coin and stamp collection in a safety deposit box
My safe packed with every rare rolex and tank watch
got a rooftop garden, orchids blooming in the breeze,
And a chef who crafts delicacies,
with any wine you please
Rome rooftop villa with a view of 360 degrees
Lake tahoe 10 room cabin secluded in the trees
got islands in the Caribbean, a vineyard in Bordeaux,
A portfolio of stocks I go place folks can't go
the wonder of my riches is beyond what you think is vast
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last
I'm just so simple and rich, where
my every dream comes true
So if your love for money is everything.......
I'm the right rich one for you
So if your love for money is everything........
I'm the right rich one for you
I'm the right rich one for you
I'm just so simple and rich, where
my every dream comes true
So if your love for money is everything.......
I'm the right rich one for you
I'm ..the.. right rich one.. for.. you
I'm the right ...rich.. one... for... you....

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Right Rich One 4U! by American K-POP BOYS

I got this music
don't want to lose it
who will choose it
oh who will choose it
hey pretty one I wrote you a song
Was hoping you'd hear it won't take long
Maybe sit by these trees outside on the lawn
If you don't like it I'll just get up and get gone
I got this music
don't want to lose it
who will choose it
oh who will choose it
[long funky sax solo]
Hey pretty one I wrote you a tune
Was hoping you'd hear it can I come by soon
maybe sit by these trees under the moon
If you don't like it I give you some room
just words with notes that float on dreams
just words with notes that show the scenes
of loves we lived in between
the the tears lost by our means
just words and notes or so it seems
just words and notes that's all it means
just words and notes
just words and notes
just words and notes
I got this music
don't want to lose it
who will choose it
oh who will choose it
[long funky sax solo]
Hey pretty one I wrote music you inspired
Was hoping you hear it if your not too tired
maybe sit by these trees I always admired
If you don't like it just tell me I'm fired
I got this music
don't want to lose it
who will choose it
oh who will choose it
Hey pretty one I wrote something for you
Was hoping you hear this creative thing I do
maybe sit by theses under sky so blue
If you don't like it just say stop and I'm through
just words with notes that float on dreams
just words with notes that show the scenes
of loves we lived in between
the the tears lost by all means
just words of notes or so it seems
just words and notes that's all it means
just words and notes
just words and notes
just words and notes
[long funky sax solo]
I got this music( I got this music)
don't want to lose it
who will choose it (who will choose it)
oh who will choose it
[funkey sax riff]
I got this music( I got this music)
don't want to lose it
who will choose it (who will choose it)
oh who will choose it (who will choose it)
who will choose it (who will choose it)

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Words & Notes by American K-POP BOYS

“Knockin” bursts with soulful energy, opening with irresistible chants that set the emotional stage. The lyrics confess past heartbreak while daring to believe in something real, creating instant connection. Each verse builds with smooth Pop/Soul flow, mixing vulnerability and determination to love again. The chorus shines with uplifting rhythm and vocal power, echoing the feeling of knocking on heaven’s door. Groove-driven production blends modern pop energy with soulful warmth, giving the track timeless appeal. Imagery of doors, kisses, and spiritual connection deepens the storytelling while keeping it universal. The song celebrates persistence in love, promising to keep knocking until the heart is finally opened. Its layered vocals and rhythmic drive invite listeners to sing along and lose themselves in the groove. The bridge softens into reflection before the final chorus erupts with passion and pure release. “Knockin” closes in triumph, leaving behind echoes of devotion, fire, and the joy of being let in.

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Lyrics
Knockin

Oooh, yeah yeah
Oooh, uh hah, uh hah (oooh)
Oooh, yeah yeah
Ah Hah, Ah Hah, oooh yeah

Been here before, not believing it could become real
Heart been broken too many times, before (yeah)
But, been with nobody like you before, uh hah (uh hah)
Might try my luck with you, and see if I can change my score (oooh yeah)

Oooh, yeah yeah
Oooh, uh hah, uh hah (oooh)
Oooh, yeah yeah
Ah Hah, Ah Hah, oooh yeah

You’re right in front of me, so beautiful
Feel like I’m knockin on the door, of something spiritual
Almost heavenly, the place your takin me (oooh)
Gonna keep knockin until you let me in (ooooh yeah)

Cause, not experienced anyone like you before
Your kisses are blowing my mind, taking me high
Don’t want to come down, gonna keep knockin
Until you let me in, open wide, I’m comin, I’m knockin (oooh yeah oooh uh hah)

Oooh, yeah yeah
Oooh, uh hah, uh hah (oooh)
Oooh, yeah yeah
Ah Hah, Ah Hah, oooh yeah

I’ve knocked, the door has opened, I am inside
Never want to escape, I am where I wanna stay
You’ve let me in, I’m yours for evermore
Glad I kept knockin [sound effect: knock], knockin, knockin

Cause, not experienced anyone like you before
Your kisses are blowing my mind, taking me high
Don’t want to come down, gonna keep knockin
Until you let me in, open wide, I’m comin, I’m knockin (oooh yeah oooh uh hah)

Knockin, knockin, knockin, I am yours ooooh yeah, yours

Keywords
soulful energy, emotional stage, past heartbreak, real connection, smooth pop soul flow, vulnerability and determination, uplifting rhythm, vocal power, groove driven production, soulful warmth, spiritual connection, persistence in love, layered vocals, rhythmic drive, echoes of devotion

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Knockin

Knockin – Keep Knockin Until Love Lets Me In

“If Only I Was a Little Older” aches with raw regret, a confession of love lost through immaturity.
Every verse reveals the pain of selfish choices, contrasted with the wisdom that only comes too late.
The song paints the picture of youth wasted, where pride and foolishness cost the love of a lifetime.
Its soft piano lines and confessional vocals echo the heartbreak of realizing mistakes after she’s gone.
Each chorus swells with passion, as if pleading for a chance to rewrite the past and hold her close.
Strings and harmonies rise behind the baritone voice, giving weight to the sorrow and desperate hope.
It is a stripped-back ballad where every lyric feels like a diary entry, intimate and painfully honest.
The bridge softens into confession, almost spoken, before bursting into a final, soaring chorus.
Listeners are left with the haunting truth: time cannot be turned back, but love remains unforgettable.
“If Only I Was a Little Older” is a timeless Pop/Soul story of regret, longing, and lessons learned.

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Lyrics
If Only I was a Little Older

I wish that us males grew up a little earlier
Then the most precious things we have, would not disappear
You and me, were friends from when we were young (yeah)
But you grew up and I went along my male selfish ways (yeah I did)

Now I lie in the bed you did with me, all alone
Still living in the same town and living different lifes
You’re with another fellow a few years older
I sit here wishing, I was older and wiser (yeah I do, I do)

Because if I was a little older, I would not of been such a fool
I would of not been so macho and such a tool (yeah I was)
I would of held you close and every time you would have come first
What you wanted, I would of given anything to keep you mine (yeah keep you mine)

No, I was young and stupid only thought of me
I did not realise until you were gone, what I did
It, become obvious when I was alone, why you had gone
Now, I realise, that I wish I was a few years older
If I were, I would still have you (ooooh ooooh)

Because if I was a little older, I would not of been such a fool
I would have, not been so macho and such a tool (yeah I was)
I would have, held you close and every time, you would have come first
What you wanted, I would have given anything, to keep you mine (yeah keep you mine)

If I ever hear that your on your own again (I’ll come running)
Tell you all the things I did wrong
Let you know I have grown,
I would let you know, exactly what you mean to me

Yeah, if only I was a little older (ooooh ooooh)
I would have, held you close and every time, you would have come first
What you wanted, I would have given anything, to keep you mine (yeah keep you mine)

Ooooh yeah, keep you mine ooooh

Keywords
raw regret, love lost, selfish choices, wasted youth, pride and foolishness, soft piano lines, confessional vocals, passionate chorus, desperate hope, stripped back ballad, intimate and honest, spoken confession, soaring chorus, haunting truth, timeless pop soul

#music #newmusic #popmusic #soul #rnb #popmusiclover #singer #musicvideo #artistlife #popvibes #soulmusic #soulful #slowjam #vocal #soulfulmusic

If Only I was a Little Older

If Only I Was a Little Older – I Would Have Given Anything to Keep You Mine

Feel the rhythm pulse and sway, where dreams and reality dismay
As drums and keys join the fray, crafting tales in a splendid array
Lost in the echoes, lost in the groove, where jazz’s heart will always prove
A connection deep, an endless love, swirling through like stars above
They say she’s lucky—famous, flawless, rich.
But they don’t see the bruises behind the glitter.
I’ve had it bad too… but not like her.
They say she’s lucky—famous, flawless, rich.
But they don’t see the bruises behind the glitter.
I’ve had it bad too… but not like her.
Velvet curtains, high-heeled dreams
Sequins stitched to silent screams
She paints her smile in cherry red
But cries in cursive when she’s in bed
They cheer her name, they want her glow
But never ask what she let go
It’s the life of a showgirl, dancing through fire
Living for love, but sold to desire
She spins in the glitter, breaks in the dark
Every ovation just hides the mark
She’s grace on a wire, tears in disguise
The life of a showgirl—truth in her eyes
Backstage roses, perfume lies
She trades her soul for lullabies
The spotlight’s warm, but never stays
She’s chasing echoes through matinee haze
I’ve had my nights, I’ve felt the sting
But I never wore pain like a diamond ring
She walks through fame like it’s a storm
I just watched from somewhere warm
She’s not your doll, she’s not your muse
She’s got her scars, she’s paid her dues
And when the curtain falls tonight
She’ll walk away, bathed in moonlight
Am I overexposed? Yes.
Do I try to make as much money as I can
Selling new trinkets to my fans?
Yeah.
But that’s just part of the life of a showgirl.
It’s the life of a showgirl, fierce and alone
Built from the ashes, carved into stone
She sings for the broken, dances for grace
Wears every heartbreak like lace on her face
She’s grace on a wire, tears in disguise
The life of a showgirl—truth in her eyes
a showgirl—truth in her eyes
grace on a wire, tears in disguise
a showgirl—a showgirl—a showgirl—truth in her eyes
grace on a wire, tears in disguisea showgirl—a showgirl—a showgirl—truth in her eyes
 tears in disguise...showgirl...showgirl....showgirl

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Poor Poor Poor Taylor Swift

I walked through Paris in heels too high
Smiled through London with tears in my eye
They said “be graceful,” they said “be sweet”
But I’ve been bleeding just to compete
Milan gave me mirrors, Berlin gave me steel
But none of them asked how I really feel
I’ve been the shadow behind the light
But I’m done dimming just to be polite
Woman around the world, tired of the climb
Wondering what it takes to finally shine
You can doubt me, you can flee
But no one—no one—is better than me
I’ve earned this fire, I’ve paid that fee
No one is better than me
no one—(no one) is...... better.. ....than... me
Chicago taught me how to fight
Nashville gave me sleepless nights
New York said “you’re almost there”
But I was already more than fair
Santa Monica sold me dreams
Las Vegas dressed them up in schemes
I’ve been the voice they tried to mute
But I’m done playing someone cute
Woman around the world, tired of the climb
Wondering what it takes to finally shine
You can doubt me, you can flee
But no one—no one—is better than me
I’ve earned this fire, I’ve paid that fee
No one is better than me
no one—(no one) is...... better.. ....than... me
They say “wait your turn,” they say “be nice”
They hand out crumbs and call it spice
But I’ve built empires out of grit
And I’m not asking to submit
Melbourne gave me rhythm, Barcelona gave me soul
Beverly Grove gave me glitter—got me out of the cold
Woman around the world, tired of the climb
Wondering what it takes to finally shine
You can doubt me, you can flee
But no one—no one—is better than me
I’ve earned this fire, I’ve paid that fee
No one is better than me
no one—(no one) is...... better.. ....than... me
Whatever you do, I’m gonna get through
I’ll be more than you ever knew
More than you ever were before
I’m the woman you can’t ignore
I’m that woman (I’m that woman) I’m that woman
 oh yeah(yeah) oh yeah(yeah)
I’m that woman (I’m that woman) I’m that woman
 you....will ...never ...again.....ignore
I’m that woman (I’m that woman) I’m that woman
I’ve ..earned ..this. fire,.. I’ve.. paid.. that.. fee........
No one is better than me
no one—(no one) is...... better.. ....than... me

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No One Is Better Than Me by ♨️ 🍪

Every heart’s got a soundtrack
Every tear’s got a tune
Love ballads don’t ask permission
They just walk into the room
She met him at a record store
He said “You like vinyl?” She said “I like more”
They danced to Etta in the kitchen light
That ballad played every Friday night
It was trust, it was bloom, it was fire
It was music that lifted her higher
She gave her heart to a traveling man
He sang her songs but never had a plan
She heard their ballad on the radio
And knew he’d left her long ago
It was ache, it was hush, it was gone
But she still hums it when she’s alone
She found a letter in a secondhand book
Lyrics scribbled in a lover’s look
She never met him, never knew her name
But that ballad lit her just the same
It was soft, it was strange, it was true
And it opened her heart to something new
Love ballads open closed hearts
To wonder or dark
They’re the afterglow of hear and gone
The echo of right and wrong
They’re music, mood, and trust
They’re the dust we never brush
Love ballads—joy or sad
They’re the best and worst we’ve ever had
Some love ballads make you cry
Some make you dance, some make you lie
But every one leaves a mark
A little light, a little dark
Love ballads open closed hearts
To wonder or dark
They’re the afterglow of hear and gone
The echo of right and wrong
They’re music, mood, and trust
They’re the dust we never brush
Love ballads—joy or sad
They’re the best and worst we’ve ever had
So sing me one I haven’t heard
Make it soft, make it absurd
Love ballads never ask to stay
But they never (never) really (really) go away
go away... (go away) ....go.. away....
[building riff by piano solo then biger sting and harmony build background]
go away... (go away) ....go.. away
Love.. ballads (Love... ballads) 
Love.. ballads 
never ask to stay.. 
(never )ask to stay
 they never (never) really (really) go away
go away... (go away) ....go.. away....(never ) ask ..to... stay
Love ballads—joy or sad
They’re the best and worst we’ve ever had
(go away)... (go away) ...(.go.. away) never ..stay

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Love Ballads by ♨️ 🍪

oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Every eye, oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na.. Every eye, 
every light oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na ..every light
Knows ....we own the night (we own the night) we own the night
Lipstick sharp, heels on fire
We walk like thunder, wired with desire
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Knows we own the night
Neon signs spell out our name
We don’t play nice—we play the game
Flash like a siren, mood like a riot
We don’t chase trends, we amplify it
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Pulse in the pavement, heat in the glass
We don’t look back—we break and pass
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Every eye, oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na.. Every eye, 
every light oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na ..every light
Knows we own the night
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Neon pulse, neon pulse
We don’t stop, we VEVER waltz
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Every beat, every jolt
We’re the beat, we’re the vault
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
We’re not the dream—they’re dreaming us
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
We’re not the rush—we’re the combust
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Neon pulse, neon pulse
We don’t stop, we NEVER waltz
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Every beat, every jolt
We’re the beat
we’re the vault, (we’re the vault), we’re the vault, (we’re the vault)
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Neon pulse, neon pulse
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
We don’t stop, we NEVER waltz
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Every beat, every jolt
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
We’re the beat, we’re the vault
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
we own the night (we own the night) we own the night
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
we own the night (we own the night) we own the night
oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na  (yeah) oooh
Every eye, oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na.. Every eye, 
every light oooh (yeah)ee ...na   na   na ..every light
Knows ....we own the night (we own the night) we own the night
we own the night (we own the night) we own the night

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We Own The Night! by #AKB

Snow on the rooftop, silence in bloom
Your name in the steam of a hotel room
We said forever in a borrowed coat
Now I chase echoes in every note
시간은 휘어져도 부서지지 않아
얼어붙은 호수에 너의 목소릴 그려
Echo bloom, echo bloom
You were gone, but never too soon
Every petal, every tune
Still sings of you—echo bloom
서랍 속에 접힌 편지
그때처럼 다시 읽어
너의 웃음은 스테레오 속
그림자처럼 나를 감싸
Can you hear me in the quiet?
Can you feel me in the riot?
사랑은 노래처럼 울려 퍼져
내 심장 속에 너는 멜로디야
에코 블룸, 에코 블룸
너는 떠났지만 너무 이르진 않았어
꽃잎마다, 노래마다
아직도 너를 부르고 있어—에코 블룸
Echo bloom, echo bloom
You were gone, but never too soon
Every petal, every tune
Still sings of you—echo bloom.
Echo bloom, echo bloom
You were gone, but never too soon
Every petal, every tune
Still sings of you—echo bloom
꽃잎마다, 노래마다
아직도 너를 부르고 있어—에코 블룸
Every petal, every tune
Still sings of you—echo bloom
Echo bloom—echo bloom—echo bloom…
사랑은 노래처럼… 너는 멜로디야
Love echoes like a song… You’re the melody
 Echo bloom—echo bloom—echo bloom…
사랑은 노래처럼… 너는 멜로디야
Love echoes like a song… You’re the melody
 Echo bloom—echo bloom—echo bloom…
사랑은 노래처럼… 너는 멜로디야
Love echoes like a song… You’re the melody

Hope to find us on your playlist one day


All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Echo Bloom (에코 블룸) by #AKB

The last time I saw her, she wore that red coat.
The last time I saw her, she wore that red coat.
She smiled like the wind didn’t know how to bite,
And vanished in snow before morning light.
She said she’d be back, just needed to roam.
She said she’d be back, just needed to roam.
Her suitcase was light but her silence was loud,
She walked like a ghost through a gathering crowd.
I waited for weeks, then months turned to years.
I waited for weeks, then months turned to years.
The porch stayed the same, but the seasons grew old
And every new spring felt bitter and cold
I heard she moved west, found peace in the pines.
I heard she moved west, found peace in the pines.
She paints in a cabin with windows like wings,
And sings to the sky about everyday things.
Funny how love doesn’t ask for return.
It just waits, and it learns.
And sometimes, it lets go.
The last time I saw her, she didn’t look back.
The last time I saw her, she didn’t look back.
But I still see her in the quiet of rain,
In the hum of the radio, in the ache of her name.
The last time I saw her, I knew it was right.
The last time I saw her, I knew it was right.
Some stories don’t end — they just fade into song,
And carry us gently where we belong.
carry us gently where we belong
carry us gently where we belong


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Last Time I Saw Her by AKB

The sky was velvet, the stars still mine
I was young and the world would shine
But even the brightest dreams must trade
Their shimmer when morning stars fade.
She danced in the kitchen with paint on her hands,
Told stories in colors no one understands.
Her laughter was loud, her pockets were torn,
She made magic from mornings that hadn’t been born.
But the world got louder, the clocks ran fast,
And the joy we borrowed didn’t always last.
Morning stars fade, but the light stays  on
In the songs we sing each morning at dawn
Hold on to wonder, don’t let it slip —
Even grown-up hands can still catch a wish.
Morning stars fade…
But they never disappear.
He built a life from paper and steel,
Forgot how to dance, forgot how to feel.
But his daughter drew stars on the back of his tie,
And whispered, “ look Daddy, you’re in the sky.”
We lose the sparkle, we trade the glow,
But the light we give is the light we grow.
Morning stars fade, but the light stays  on
In the songs we sing each morning at dawn
Hold on to wonder, don’t let it slip —
Even grown-up hands can still catch a wish.
Morning stars fade…
But they never disappear.
So if you’re tired, if you feel too late,
If the world’s too heavy for dreams to wait —
Remember the stars don’t really die,
They just make room for a bluer sky.
Keep your colors, keep your flame,
The morning knows you by your name.
She’s older now, with silver strands,
Still paints with joy in wrinkled hands.
And when the young ones ask her why,
She says, “Stars fade, but they never die.”
Morning stars fade, but the light stays  on
In the songs we sing each morning at dawn
Hold on to wonder, don’t let it slip —
Even grown-up hands can still catch a wish.
Morning stars fade…
But they never disappear.
So when you see the stars start to fade,
Know it’s just the morning
making space for you.
when you see the stars start to fade
when you see the stars start to fade
Morning stars fade…
Know it’s just.. the morning...
making ..space... for you.........................when.. you.. see ..the.. stars ..start ..to... fade....

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Morning Stars Fade by AKB

I thought the night would end the same,
Another countdown, cheep champagne.
But the room got smaller, the lights got slow,
And suddenly, I knew where I’d go.
I walked through the crowd with the music loud,
Faces blurred in the glitter cloud.
Then I saw her smile, it cut through the haze,
The DJ’s spinning, the floor’s alive,
We’re moments away eleven  fifty five.
The bass is heavy, the lights collide,
And I can’t stop looking in her eyes.
Get on the floor, it’s almost Mid night,
The beat is strong, the vibe is right.
We’re closer now, the world’s in sync,
Raise your glass, take one more drink.
This is the moment, don’t let it fade —
Love at first sight, majestic masquerade.
(majestic masquerade).....
Her dress caught the light like a silver flame,
Every move she made whispered my name.
I didn’t plan it, I didn’t try,
But the whole world stopped when she met my eye.
The DJ’s spinning, the floor’s alive,
We’re moments away eleven  fifty five.
The bass is heavy, the lights collide,
And I can’t stop looking in her eyes.
Get on the floor, it’s almost Mid night,
The beat is strong, the vibe is right.
We’re closer now, the world’s in sync,
Raise your glass, take one more drink.
This is the moment, don’t let it fade —
Love at first sight, majestic masquerade.
(majestic masquerade).....
I don’t play with silence, I don’t hide my flame,  
If I feel that spark, I’m gonna call your name.  
Respect in my tone, no games, no disguise,  
I speak with my heart, you can see in my eyes.  
Love ain’t a secret, it’s a song we sing,  
It’s a hand you hold, it’s a real-life thing.  
I won’t just wish, I won’t fade in the crowd,  
If I want you near, I’ll say it out loud.  
No pressure, no push, just a gentle vibe,  
The kind of connection where the souls collide.  
Truth is the gift, and it costs no gold,  
It’s the courage to speak what the heart has told.  
So I step to the rhythm, let the beat confess,  
Every word I drop is a soft caress.  
If love’s in the room, I won’t let it slide,  
I’ll honor the moment, I won’t run and hide.  
Respect in my flow, kindness in my rhyme,  
I’ll tell you I want you, and I’ll take my time.  
No wishful thinking, no walking away,  
I’ll stand in the light and I’ll mean what I say.
We move together, the crowd disappears,
The music softens, we lose our fears
Her hand in mine, the rhythm’s slow,
And I don’t care where the minutes go.
I felt it hit like a midnight fire,
A sudden rush, a deep desire.
No words were spoken, no plans were made,
Just a promise in the look we gave.
Get on the floor, it’s almost Mid night,
The beat is strong, the vibe is right.
We’re closer now, the world’s in sync,
Raise your glass, take one more drink.
This is the moment, don’t let it fade —
Love at first sight, majestic masquerade.
(majestic masquerade).....
The countdown’s gone, the lights now fade
 her lips found mine, majestic masquerade.
(majestic masquerade).....

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. BalderLink to our Album..YES it's free..do we seem famous?https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/masquerade-and-more?si=7f86e3876c484824abac69745d79d9d3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Majestic Masquerade by WHY🎧 SPACE

Midnight hums in my dim-lit room,
My pen dances, but the chords won’t swoon.
Empty coffee cups, crossed-out lines,
A voice too soft for the spotlight’s shrine.
“Play it louder,” they say with a grin,
But my heart’s a storm buried deep within.
I wear these dreams like a second skin,
But the mirror whispers, “Where do you begin?”
Every “no” is a scratch on my guitar,
Still, I’m tuning hope to a shooting star.
Check back with me on that—
When these melodies crawl out the shadows,
And the words I bleed finally catch.
I’m more than pen with a notebook heart,
But tonight, the doubt’s a work of art.
Yeah, check back with me on that.
Yeah, (Yeah Yeah Yeah) check back with me on that.
I’m a symphony half-built, still in combat,
But darling, just… check back with me on that.]
I’ve played bars where the crowds don’t stay,
Sang my truth while the jukebox played.
Label suits said, “Come on, rewrite the track,”
But my soul’s a fire that won’t cut back
I write anthems for ghosts of my past,
Every chorus a bridge I’m hell-bent to pass.
I grind through the night with a pen in my hand,
Writing out futures that don’t always land.
Every chorus I craft is a prayer in disguise,
But the only reply is the silence that sighs.
It’s a gift, it’s a curse, it’s the fire I chase,
Every “no” leaves a scar I can’t erase.
I bleed on the page, but the crowd walks away,
Still I’m singing my truth in the break of the day.
Echoes in the room, bouncing back at me,
No applause, just the sound of my own melody.
But I keep on pushing, I keep on strong,
‘Cause the echo’s still proof that the song belongs.
Respect in my flow, no shade, no fight,
I honor the love when I write at night.
If I want you to feel it, I’ll say it clear,
No wishful thinking, I’ll keep you near.
This is soul in the struggle, rhythm in the pain,
Every setback’s fuel for the notes I sustain.
I’m a soldier of sound, with a heart that won’t quit,
Even echoes remind me I’m built for this shit.
So check back with me when the crowd’s in sync,
When the echoes turn louder than the doubts I think.
I’m a gift and a curse, but I’ll never fall flat,
I’m a storm in the booth — check back.. we me..  on that.
My hands shake, but the mic won’t tell,
And the road’s a lonelier place to dwell.
I’m a hurricane in a whispered sigh,
Mapping constellations — who gives a shit why.
Check back with me on that—
When these melodies crawl out the shadows,
And the words I bleed finally catch.
I’m more than a pen with a notebook heart,
But tonight, the doubt’s a work of art.
Yeah, check back with me on that.
Yeah, (Yeah Yeah Yeah) check back with me on that.
I’m a symphony half-built, still in combat,
But darling, just… check back with me on that.
One day, I’ll crack the radio’s code,
Turn “too delicate” into a crescendo bold.
For now, I’m the echo before the roar,
A phoenix in verses, rising through the floor.
Check back when the world sings along,
My name in the rhythm, my pain in the song.
Check back when the doubts finally fade—
I’ll be the wildfire the shadows made.
I’m a symphony half-built, still in combat,
But darling, just… check back with me on that.
Yeah, check back with me on that.
Yeah, (Yeah Yeah Yeah) check back with me on that.
Yeah, (Yeah ....Yeah ......Yeah)............ check..... back..... with me...... on that..........

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. BalderLink to our Album..YES it's free..do we seem famous?https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/masquerade-and-more?si=7f86e3876c484824abac69745d79d9d3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Check Back by WHY🎧 SPACE

Whispers rise, the silence grows,
Every question, the answer shows.
Why Space…
Why Space…
He fell down, thought the race was done,
Lost the fire, lost the sun.
But in the quiet, he found his name,
Failure’s not disgrace, it’s part of the game
Why Space is the room you claim,
Not the crowd, not the fame.
It’s the silence that makes you strong,
It’s the rhythm that rights the wrong.
Fade in the echo,
Rise from below.
Why Space, Why Space,
That’s how you grow.
Fade in the echo,
Learn as you go.
Why Space, Why Space,
That’s what you know.
Sit in the way space,
Know it is your place
To figure out how to win this race,
Find a way to truly face
That failure is not a disgrace—
Just something you erase
As you expand your taste
To get to a higher place.
She was told she’d never lead,
Too soft, too slow, too much need.
But she sat in silence, found her flame,
Now the world remembers her name.
Why Space is the question you ask,
It’s the silence behind the mask.
It’s the place where you learn to fall,
It’s the room that teaches it all.
You don’t erase what you’ve become,
You expand, you overcome.
Every scar is a map, every fall a trace,
Why Space is the higher place.
Echoes fade, but lessons stay,
Every night becomes the day.
Why Space is the name we keep,
The place we rise, the place we leap.
Fade in the echo,
Rise from below.
Why Space, Why Space,
That’s how you grow.
Fade in the echo,
Learn as you go.
Why Space, Why Space,
That’s what you know.
Why Space…
Why Space…
Fade in the echo…
Fade in the echo…

Please Dance this on to your playlist ..So much thanks... WHY SPACE
All rights held by songwriter Edwin H. BalderLink to our Album..YES it's free..do we seem famous?https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/masquerade-and-more?si=7f86e3876c484824abac69745d79d9d3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Why Space by WHY🎧 SPACE

Naked in the rhythm, stripped of disguise,
Truth in the bassline, fire in our eyes.
Velvet shadows fall across the floor,
Every heartbeat opens a hidden door.
We lose the masks, we lose the fear,
Naked in the sound, the night is clear.
No armor, no chains, just the pulse we take,
Every soul uncovered when the bodies break.
Naked, naked, we rise tonight,
Naked, naked, we burn in light.
Naked, naked, no walls remain,
Naked, naked, we break the chain.
I walk through the fire with nothing to hide,
Every scar I carry is worn with pride.
The world strips me down, but I stand tall,
Naked in the rhythm, I give it all.
Every lie dissolves when the beat is true,
Every mask is gone when I dance with you.
No crown, no throne, no borrowed fame,
Just a naked soul calling out your name.
Glitter falls sideways, the night is raw,
Every secret written in the things we saw.
We lose ourselves, but we find the flame,
Naked in the rhythm, we’re never the same.
Living today, the pressure is real,
The world spins fast, but the truth won’t heal.
I could hide behind shadows, pretend to dance,
But naked I know I can’t take that chance.
Every choice is a weapon, every step a fight,
I walk through the fire, I claim the night.
No armor, no mask, no borrowed skin,
Naked in the rhythm, I rise again.
We strip away the fear,
We strip away the pain.
Naked in the rhythm,
We’re free again.
Naked, naked, we rise tonight,
Naked, naked, we burn in light.
Naked, naked, no walls remain,
Naked, naked, we break the chain.
Naked…
Naked…
Naked…

Thanks to Del's studio and Queen "B"
All rights reserved by songwriter and producer Edwin H. Balder & ♨️🍪

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Naked by Hot Cookie♨️ 🍪

She’s told to shine with a body on display,
He’s told to smile like candy every day.
They dress the same, leather jackets, biker pose,
But behind the lights, the truth nobody knows.
It’s the test of the stage, not the sound of the heart,
They bend you, they brand you, they tear you apart.
Dance tricks bigger than the words you sing,
Selfies posted just to prove the thing.
Awards are fine, the money’s beyond,
But at what point did we lose the song?
Every mirror shows a mask,
Every contract hides the task.
They say it’s freedom, but it feels so wrong,
At what point did we lose the song?
K‑pop stars in a world so loud,
Dancing for owners, not for the crowd.
K‑pop stars with a truth they know,
Slaves to the system, not to the show.
So wrong… so wrong…
At what point did we lose the song?
She’s more than the image they force her to be,
He’s more than the sweetness they let us see.
But the industry writes the script they play,
And the soul of the music fades away.
Every strut, every pose, every choreographed smile,
It’s a prison dressed up in glitter and style.
They call it fame, but it feels like chains,
Corporate masters pulling the reins.
Hope someday the truth breaks through,
That K‑pop can be more than what they do.
The song was the reason, the song was the start,
Now it’s buried beneath the marketing chart.
But love of the music still beats inside,
A voice that refuses to be denied.
K‑pop stars in a world so loud,
Dancing for owners, not for the crowd.
K‑pop stars with a truth they know,
Slaves to the system, not to the show.
So wrong… so wrong…
At what point did we lose the song?
At what point… did we lose the song?
At what point… did we lose the song?
So wrong… so wrong…
But the song still waits… to carry us 

Thanks to Del's studio and Queen "B"
All rights reserved by songwriter and producer Edwin H. Balder & ♨️🍪

Please enjoy more tracks here from our fresh dance breakout album Velvet Permission: soundcloud.com/cookiehot/sets/velvet-chandeliers?si=ad6c3d233abe42a3a0b6ccfa91399922&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&

K-POP Weighs by ♨️ 🍪

Meet Hot Cookie, the wonder that’s redefining cool with a fresh blend of reflective lyrics and acoustic-driven power. Our sound is the heartbeat of today's music scene, capturing the essence of raw emotion and musical artistry. With every track, we aim to elevate your listening experience, offering melodies that resonate and lyrics that linger. Get ready to be swept away by Hot Cookie, where every note is a testament to our passion and every song a journey!....Social Contact: https://x.com/HotCookieMusic

To all my fans and followers here on SoundCloud as I had 51,660 organic listens in December on SoundCloud a huge thank you. Huge for me and very proud, thank you.
🎶 To all performing artists — don’t scroll past.

I am a Multi-Genre Songwriter from Australia who has just been recognised by the judges of Australian Songwriters Association 2025 Song Contest.  I have songs waiting to be taken up under license that will propel your career in the right direction. If your in need of the right song to let you take off I have them now or I can write them for you. That is what I do, write and produce demos for performing artists.

If you are interested in collaborating then contact me on  kandltjones@gmail.com

Let’s make music that matters.
#Jonesy200

🎶 Keith Jones | Songwriter & Multi-Genre Artist | Artist Name: Jonesy200
I’m Jonesy200 — a multi-genre songwriter with 332 songs and counting (original songs) available for licensing by serious performing artists. If you're a vocalist ready to perform meaningful, emotional tracks that can create impact (and returns) — I’ve got songs built to make waves. I write across genres: Country, Hip Hop, R&B, Pop, Soul, Rock, Folk EDM/Dance and can do more — because life doesn’t fit in a box, and neither should your music. Tracks like “I’m Still Standing” are more than songs — they’re my truth. Born with epilepsy, shaped by ADHD, I fought to stand on my own — and now the world is starting to listen. Nearly 500,000 listens on SoundCloud, 40,000 average per month — and not a single dime spent on promotion. Real music. Real listeners. No fake plays. This is organic growth — powered by heart, not hype. Now we expand. Spotify. SoundCloud. YouTube. Audiomack. One channel at a time — breaking down the music industry wall the way it should be done: with songs that matter. And voices that do them justice. Listen to Jonesy200 music on your platform: 
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SoundCloud: @keith-jones-281413858
YouTube: www.youtube.com/@KeithJones-xs1jr
PayPal: paypal.me/KeithJonesTorquayQLD

Keywords
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Country, Rock, Pop, EDM, Hip Hop, Rap, Alternative, Soul/R&B, Folk
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High-Energy Tracks & Soulful Ballads

#AustralianMusic #IndieFolk #CountryRock #PopHits #RockAndRoll #EDMMusic #HipHopBeats #RapLyrics #AlternativeVibes #MusicWithMeaning #TimelessTracks #NewMusicAlert #MultiGenreArtist #Songwriter

© Keith Jones (Jonesy200). All rights reserved.
All songs, lyrics, and recordings are the intellectual property of Keith Jones (Jonesy200). Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution of any content without explicit written permission is strictly prohibited.

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

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