Born out of a keen awareness of the global transcendent era of music, Dads With A Plan "Comes Around" to save the world from apocalyptic disaster.

Comes Around

Songtext:

[Intro]
Das Leben, der weg, das Ende.

[Verse 1]
Ein langer Weg, so viel Sand in der Uhr,
Wir rennen und rennen, doch wissen nicht, wofür.
Momente verblassen, wie Spuren im Wind,
Träumen wir wach, oder sind wir schon blind?

Es ist ein ständiges Spiel, ein Tanz mit der Zeit,
Wir jagen das Glück, doch sind selten bereit,
Zu sehen, dass alles zerfällt und vergeht,
Dass das, was uns hält, uns am Ende verdreht.


[Refrain]
Und wir fallen, fallen wie Blätter im Sturm,
Suchen nach Halt in ’nem endlosen Turm.
Heben die Hände, greifen ins Nichts,
Fragen uns leise: Was bleibt von uns, wenn alles bricht?


[Verse 2]
Leben auf Messers Schneide, zwischen Licht und Schatten,
Halten das Unendliche fest mit schwachen Ketten.
Ein Lächeln, ein Kuss – wie Sand durch die Hand,
Wir malen auf Wasser, verlieren Verstand.

Denn was ist Glück, wenn es schwindet so schnell,
Wie die Sterne am Morgen im ersten Licht hell?
Verträumte Gesichter im Rückspiegel, kalt,
Haben wir gelebt, oder waren wir nur Asphalt?


[Refrain]
Und wir fallen, fallen wie Blätter im Sturm,
Suchen nach Halt in ’nem endlosen Turm.
Heben die Hände, greifen ins Nichts,
Fragen uns leise: Was bleibt von uns, wenn alles bricht?

[Bridge]
Und irgendwann bleibt nur Stille zurück,
Im Schatten des Lebens, im Schein des Glücks.
Die Fragen, die bleiben, sind größer als wir,
Im Kreislauf des Endens, ganz ohne Papier.

[Refrain]
Und wir fallen, fallen wie Blätter im Sturm,
Suchen nach Halt in ’nem endlosen Turm.
Heben die Hände, greifen ins Nichts,
Fragen uns leise: Was bleibt von uns, wenn alles bricht?

[Outro]
Ein letzter Atemzug, ein stiller Moment,
Die Welt dreht sich weiter, das Leben brennt.
Doch irgendwo leise, im Wind ein Gedicht –
Vielleicht, ja vielleicht, bleibt ein Funke, der spricht.



Francesca Miyu - Das Leben, der weg, das Ende.

Velvet Sky

Midnight Reflections

Midnight Echoes

A song about making a challenging journey and coming back home to a renewed sense of appreciation for the world after a period of inner turmoil. It's a contemplative and hopeful song. I was inspired to write it during a road trip, when we were driving along the coast of California. 

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Sunrise

For Real

[Verse 1]
폰 화면만 켜놔, 불빛만 남아
방 안은 고요한데 머린 시끄러워
그녀 톡 알림은 이제 안 오는데
난 아직 습관처럼 잠이 늦어

네 이름 밑에 초록불 하나
이젠 누굴 위한 건지 몰라
스스로한테 말해,
괜찮다 — 씨발, 그 말도 질렸어

⸻

[Hook]
Lie slow, drive slow
take your time, let the pain go
내 세상은 grey tone
yeah I’m fine, but I don’t know

Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie
you never know, homie
you need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

⸻

[Verse 2]
하루를 버텨내는 것도 일이야
커피 세 잔, 감정은 freeze
네 흔적이 남은 옷장 앞에서
fuck, I still breathe in memories

라이터 불빛이 손끝에 번져
그 불빛마저 외로워 보여
익숙한 냄새, 낯선 기분
익숙한 공기, 낯선 나

⸻

[Hook]
Lie slow, drive slow
take your time, let the pain go
내 세상은 grey tone
yeah I’m fine, but I don’t know

Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie
you never know, homie
you need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

⸻

[Verse 3]
요즘엔 네 이름도 가끔 생각나
이상하게 이젠 감정이 없어
그냥 그랬지, 하고 넘겨 버려
추억도 이젠 배경음처럼 흐려

새 번호로 바꿨단 소식 들었어
웃음이 나오더라, 진짜로 이젠 멀구나
근데 가끔은 불빛 사이로
너랑 걷던 밤이 스쳐 가

⸻

[Bridge]
느리게 가도 괜찮아
난 아직 멈춘 채로 breathe
세상은 다급히 달려가도
내 속도는 내 거니까

Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie

⸻

[Outro]
창문 살짝 열어, 공기만 흘러
가로등 아래서 숨 쉬는 memory
Lie slow, drive slow
오늘도 똑같은 새벽 위를 돌아

(fade out whisper)
drive slow, homie…

Drive Slow

[HOOK]

Every day the same old chase,
Tryna smile through this rat race.
Scrollin’ lives I can’t relate,
Fake love, dead-face grace.
Everybody runnin’ for a bag they waste,
Whole world flexin’ for a damn blue face.
I just need some real estate,
For my peace not this rat race.

[VERSE 1]

Clock in, clock out, rinse repeat,
Another week, no time to sleep.
“Started from the bottom,” yeah, we all say that,
But most get stuck where the rent still at.
Talkin’ big dreams, can’t afford the gas,
Whole feed cappin’, life through glass.
Fuck this loop, I want somethin’ real,
Not likes, not clout, just time to heal.

[HOOK]

Every day the same old chase,
Tryna smile through this rat race.
Scrollin’ lives I can’t relate,
Fake love, dead-face grace.

[VERSE 2]

Mama said, “son, keep faith,”
But I been drownin’ in deadlines’ weight.
“Good kid, mad city,” feel that rage,
Nine-to-five feels like a cage.
눈 떠도 피곤해,
Same old dream, replay.
If heaven’s real, I’ll show up late,
Still got rent and shit to pay.

[MID HOOK]

(Yeah)
다 똑같아, same damn pace,
Runnin’ circles, lost my grace.
I said I’m fine — that’s fake,
Fuck this world, need a break.
Every move feels pre-made,
Life’s a loop, no escape.
하루 또 하루, same old fate,
Still stuck in this rat race.

[VERSE 3]

They say “real ones don’t fold,” bet,
But I been close, no flex, just sweat.
Friends ghost when the buzz runs dry,
Now it’s just me and my late-night sky.
City lights flicker like false hope,
Tryna climb out this mental slope.
If peace got a cost, I’ll sign that check,
난 그냥 쉬고 싶어 — fuck respect.

[OUTRO HOOK]

Every day the same old chase,
Tryna smile through this rat race.
They sell dreams, I lost faith,
But I’m still runnin’ just at my pace.
No gold, no chain, no face,
Just breathin’ out this rat race.

Rat Race

Ich Produziere Rap, Dance, Pop und vieles mehr. Ich liebe die Musik und mich damit auszudrücken. Musik macht ein unsterblich.

融合靈魂與都市氛圍的原創音樂創作，Lo-fi 節拍伴隨個人故事，打造專屬城市夜晚的 Chill 感。
Original music blending soulful and urban vibes. Lo-fi beats and personal storytelling craft a chill atmosphere for city nights.

Singer/Songwriter
"i just dont like to make music I LOVE THIS SHIT" - Vaun D

Kalvin Kim
Experimenting through genres and sound.

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