I Lied (Extended Mix) *FREE DOWNLOAD*

🍪🌴 When love turns into a snack aisle crime scene… this tropical house x dub x psycho-dub fusion is all about cookie betrayal at its finest.

She swore off chocolate chips like a monk renouncing sin. I believed her. I trusted her. Then boom—corner store confession: “I love double fudge with sugar glaze.” Now I’m standing in a bass-heavy jungle of beats, palm trees swaying, riddims echoing, and the ghost of every broken cookie promise haunting me.

This isn’t just a track. It’s a dub-drenched investigation into sugar lies and late-night cravings, with steel drums, wobbling bass, and enough echo to make your neighbor’s cat question its life choices.

⚡ Warning: Side effects may include sudden dancing, uncontrollable cookie consumption, and whispering “double standards” at strangers in the snack aisle.

So grab your shades, grab your chips (or don’t, liar 👀), and dive into the most tropical cookie-meltdown soundtrack of the year.

Lyrics:

You told me once in the morning light
No chocolate chips they don't feel right
You said it like it was gospel truth
I believed every word from you

But then last night at the corner store
I heard you say you love them more
Double fudge with a sugar glaze
Now I don't know your cookie ways

Are you sweet, are you bitter, are you just confused
Or is this some game that you like to use
You've got double standards, double bites
Changing the flavor overnight
Yesterday you swore no choco chips
Today you're swimming in cocoa dips
Double standards, sugar lies
Can't keep track, can't compromise
Maybe you forgot, or maybe you planned it
Either way, you've double standard it

It's not the cookie, it's the way you switch
Like every truth comes with a glitch
One day black then the next day white
You make wrong feel like it's right
Do you mean what you say or just like to pretend
Can't tell where you start, can't tell where you end

You've got double standards, double bites
Changing the flavor overnight
Yesterday you swore no choco chips
Today you're swimming in cocoa dips
Double standards, sugar lies
Can't keep track, can't compromise
Maybe you forgot, or maybe you planned it either way girl
You've double standard it

Maybe it's not the cookies at all
Maybe it's just the way you fall
In and out of what you say
Like the truth's on holiday

Double standards, double bites
Changing the flavor overnight
Yesterday you swore no choco chips
Today you're swimming in cocoa dips
Double standards, sugar lies
Can't keep track, can't compromise
Maybe you forgot, or maybe you planned it either way girl
You've double standard it

Double Standards (Tropical Dub Version)

Ibiza Vibes – House Live Set
Immerse yourself in the pulsating energy of the white island! This set brings the warm rays of sunshine, salty sea air, and hypnotic rhythms of the Balearic Islands straight to your heart. From deep house to groovy tech, each track has been carefully selected to capture the magic of a sunset at Café del Mar or the ecstasy of a night at Pacha.

Live House Club Set September 2025

Listen to Costa Mare here! Ffm.to/Rivente-Costa-Mare

Costa Mare

Verse 1
Waves are shining, soft and clear,  
Golden tides will pull us near.  
Every sparkle, every glow,  
Takes us where the oceans flow.  

Pre-Chorus  
Sun is setting, hearts collide,  
Golden tides won’t hide.  

Chorus  
Golden tides, take me far,  
Drift away beneath the stars.  
Every moment feels alive,  
We belong to golden tides.  

Verse 2  
Sandy footsteps, fading slow,  
Every current lets us go.  
Still the water sings your song,  
Golden tides will move along.  

Pre-Chorus  
Sun is setting, hearts collide,  
Golden tides won’t hide.  

Chorus  
Golden tides, take me far,  
Drift away beneath the stars.  
Every moment feels alive,  
We belong to golden tides.  

Bridge  
Even when the night is cold,  
Golden tides will still unfold.  
Every dream, every side,  
Flows within the golden tides.  

Final Chorus  
Golden tides, take me far,  
Drift away beneath the stars.  
Every moment feels alive,  
We belong to golden tides.  


Golden Tides

every heartbeat has to be stamped, signed, and filed in triplicate before you’re allowed to dance. This track is what happens when Cupid outsources his job to a sweaty clerk in Rio, who insists you bring not just your passport but also proof of your kissing style, three notarized tears, and a meme of a pug.

Imagine filling out Form B-13 only to discover it comes with a built-in rhythm section: congas that gossip louder than your aunt at a wedding, trumpets that argue with your feet, and a groove that won’t stop until every box is ticked.

This is samba bureaucracy at its finest — paperwork meets percussion, romance meets rubber stamp. Put on your dancing shoes, grab your stapler, and let the beat file itself straight into your bloodstream.

Filed for love. Denied for balance. Approved for dancing.

Lyrics:

Filed the form, he wore cologne
Typed his heart on a monochrome
Box five blinked, "Have you felt before?"
He typed, "Yeah, maybe once, not sure"
Passport thick, a moody frame
Backwards glue, he blamed the name
They asked for proof of kissing style
He sent a selfie, took a while

The clerk said, "Filed, your vibe's too great"
Section nine gave you away
He rewrote tales of passion bright
Auto-correct dimmed down the night

The memo said, "Bring joy, not dread"
He showed a meme of a pug instead
They asked for love, deep in the beat
Form B-13 got dancing feet
I once had butterflies in spring
Now I just hum and never cling

Filed for love with mild caffeine
Submitted dreams in a dotted screen
They said my hugs were out of sync
I swayed too wide, I didn't blink

They wanted tears, fresh, full of flair
He sent some drops caught in his hair
"No return" was strict demand
Tears must sparkle, fall on hand
My friend said, "Bro, just fake delight"
He danced in socks under disco light
But still they stamped, "Not quite okay"
Filed as love in the lost display

Form C-3 from pigeon corp
"Do you deserve a warm report?"
He checked, "Maybe", spilled his tea
The box got wet, "Oh, yes, for me"
They asked for love, checked all the marks
But they found gaps between the sparks
I bubble-wrapped my heart with care
They said, "Too fragile, unaware"

Filed for love and danced too late
Now Cupid works for Section 8
I passed the rhythm, missed the flame
They stamped my joy with someone's name

Love delayed

Filed for Love (Samba Version)



A cheerful new tropical house track with a lot of desire for summer and sun party

Is This My Love

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“One More Day (Deep House Extended Version)” by DJRazor blends smooth basslines, crisp percussion, and emotional vocal textures into a laid-back deep house atmosphere. The track builds from warm melodic layers into a hypnotic groove, perfect for late-night sessions, beach lounges, or chilled DJ sets. Clean, spacious, and dynamic — crafted for audiophiles and real deep house lovers.

One more day (deep house extended version)

Sunny grooves. Warm disco. Laid-back house energy.

Beachy Vibes Mix

🎧 DJ & Producer | Melodic Techno | Tech House | House

I am honest
me. I am looking for and will find a manager who will take me forward.

Indie · Disco · House
Groove en tu idioma — y algo más.

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

DJRazor crafts cinematic EDM built on emotion, energy, and story.
Follow for the new wave of emotional trance — the Nadia series continues this fall 🌅

From anthemic trance breaks to deep festival drops, his sound blends the pulse of underground club life with the spirit of rebirth and connection.
His latest concept series — “Look at me now (Nadia’s Anthem)” — captures the duality between light and darkness, featuring hypnotic vocals and immersive sound design.
Every track is a chapter in a journey that bridges sound and soul.
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