Quantum Guy by Hot Cookie

[Verse]
You're that quantum smart guy
Mind always drifting in the sky
Still you know I'm gonna try
To catch your eye oh my

[Verse 2]
Cute quantum guy I see you there
Lost in numbers everywhere
With your equations in the air
I hope you know I care

[pre chorus]
Your mind's a universe so deep
Secrets in the dark you keep
But with you I'd take that leap
Catch you in dreams when I sleep
[Chorus]
Quantum guy I know you're shy
But you can bet so am I
Eyes like stars up in the sky
Cute quantum guy oh why
(oh why)
oh why

[Verse 3]
Busy with your particles and light
Fascinating in the night
Your brilliance burns so bright
Let's make this moment right

[Bridge]
Connected on a different plane
Two hearts in a cosmic game
With you I'll always feel the same
Quantum love without the blame

[pre chorus]
Your mind's a universe so deep
Secrets in the dark you keep
But with you I'd take that leap
Catch you in dreams when I sleep

[Chorus]
Quantum guy I know you're shy
But you can bet so am I
Eyes like stars up in the sky
Cute quantum guy oh why
(oh why)
oh why

[Verse ]
Cute quantum guy you're so shy
In your world equations fly
In this realm where you and I
Could collide like stars in the sky
[Verse ]
 Quantum love a twist of fate
You and me could oscillate
In a dance no time could break
Together hearts could resonate

[pre chorus]
Your mind's a universe so deep
Secrets in the dark you keep
But with you I'd take that leap
Catch you in dreams when I sleep

[Chorus]
Quantum guy I know you're shy
But you can bet so am I
Eyes like stars up in the sky
Cute quantum guy oh why
(oh why)
oh why
 
[outro]
Cute quantum guy  I'd take that leap
Catch you...(Catch you)
in dreams...(in dreams)
 when I sleep...(when I sleep)
Catch you.. in dreams... when I sleep

Please check out our other albums...!
soundcloud.com/pinkys-picks/sets/hungry-dogs-new-songs-by-hot/s-CzikZ9wWkN8?si=e995ea5224ea4a9285abf8dfcbd1a7c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message to: Open Door Music Party and Publishing

Quantum Guy by Hot Cookie

Let 'er Rip by Hot Cookie

[Verse 1] Foot on the other shoe,.... who knew,... How bad you'd take a review?......What you would do, ....still respect you, ...Removing all of me, the way you do..... Good luck with your music new, ......Perfect song now to cue.

[Pre-Chorus] Let 'er rip
, let it fly,
 Come on baby, 
don't ask why
 Say it, 
do you think I'm gonna cry?
 I ain't about to bawl, 
I ain't gonna die.

[Chorus] So if you're gonna say goodbye, 
Don't take all day and night,
 Let 'er rip, .....
let it fly, ......Let's end this here,...... not gonna lie.......Let's end this here,...... not gonna lie.

[Verse 2] Saw the signs, 
but I didn't wanna see, 
All the ways you were letting go of me. 
Foot on the other shoe,
 now it's clear, 
Was it so hard to just be sincere? Good luck with your music new, 
I'm moving on, nothing to prove.

[Pre-Chorus] Let 'er rip, let it fly, Come on baby, don't ask why, Say it, do you think I'm gonna cry? I ain't about to bawl, and I ain't gonna die.

[Chorus] So if you're gonna say goodbye, 
Don't take all day and night,
 Let 'er rip, .....
let it fly, ......Let's end this here,...... not gonna lie.......Let's end this here,...... not gonna lie.

[Bridge] We've had our fun, we've had our time, 
But holding on now feels like a crime. No more games, 
no more lies,
 Let's just part ways,
 no more goodbyes.
 no more goodbyes.
(no more goodbyes.)

[Outro] So if you're gonna say goodbye,So if you're gonna say goodbye,
 Don't take all day and night, 
 Don't take all day and night, 
Let 'er rip, let it fly,
 I'm ready............ to spread my wings....... and fly.
 and fly.
fly. (fly.)fly.
 fly. (fly.)fly.
Please check out our other albums...!
soundcloud.com/pinkys-picks/sets/hungry-dogs-new-songs-by-hot/s-CzikZ9wWkN8?si=e995ea5224ea4a9285abf8dfcbd1a7c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message to: Open Door Music Party and Publishing

Let 'er Rip by Hot Cookie

Voice Unheard by Hot Cookie

[Verse 1] No artist of fame, my legacy lost in years, Trodden time now in my musical trail of tears. Haunted by forgotten recognition's fears, Today, old hopes fade as memories sear. Opening act, exiting the stage, and no one cares, An old star reward now just occasional nostalgic stares.

[Chorus] Trail of tears, a journey long, Echoes of a forgotten song. Once bright notes, now a sad tone, In the shadows, I walk alone. Trail of tears,
(Trail of tears)
a dream deferred,
(a dream deferred)
In the silence,
my voice unheard.
(my voice unheard)
my voice unheard.

[Verse 2] Songs that once soared, now whisper in vain, Melodies lost in the echoes of pain. In the dust of time, my notes are buried deep, In the silence of night, I quietly weep. A legacy unseen, in the shadows of the past, In the dimming light, my dreams are cast.

[Chorus] Trail of tears, a journey long, Echoes of a forgotten song. Once bright notes, now a sad tone, In the shadows, I walk alone. Trail of tears,
(Trail of tears)
a dream deferred,
(a dream deferred)
In the silence,
my voice unheard.
(my voice unheard)
my voice unheard.

[Bridge] In the fading twilight, I find my peace, In the quiet moments, my soul's release. In every chord, a story is told, In every verse, a heart of gold. Though forgotten by the world outside, In my music, I still abide.

[Chorus] Trail of tears, a journey long, Echoes of a forgotten song. Once bright notes, now a sad tone, In the shadows, I walk alone. Trail of tears,
(Trail of tears)
a dream deferred,
(a dream deferred)
In the silence,
my voice unheard.
(my voice unheard)
my voice unheard.

[Outro] No artist of fame, but my heart still wants to write songs, In the quiet of night, I still believe I belong 
I still believe I belong

I still believe I belong
(believe...) (believe...) (believe...)

Please check out our new album...!
soundcloud.com/pinkys-picks/sets/hungry-dogs-new-songs-by-hot/s-CzikZ9wWkN8?si=e995ea5224ea4a9285abf8dfcbd1a7c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message to: Open Door Music Party and Publishing

Voice Unheard by Hot Cookie

[Verse 1: ] I met him on a summer's day, Love blossomed, hearts led the way. No hint of what was to come, A sudden storm, nowhere to run. Our love was strong, no cracks to see, Yet life changed abruptly, I did not see. Trust was built, but shadows grew, In the quiet night, whispers flew.

[Chorus] Crisis, in the heart of love, This storm will we rise above Crisis, when the truth’s revealed, A love so deep, now it’s concealed. Crisis, (Crisis ) 
echoes (echoes) 
after such a fight, 
Holding on to wrong and right
( wrong and right)
Holding on to wrong and right

[Verse 2: ] quiet turned to   secrets unfurled,  Crisis camped out in our perfect world. Promises made, trust was grand, But time eroded our castle in the sand. I saw the changes, felt the sting, In the mirror, no wedding ring. Hearts entwined, yet drifted far,  Crisis remembered ,  in every scar.

[Chorus] Crisis, in the heart of love, This storm will we rise above Crisis, when the truth’s revealed, A love so deep, now it’s concealed. Crisis, (Crisis ) 
echoes (echoes) 
after such a fight, 
Holding on to wrong and right
( wrong and right)
Holding on to wrong and right

[Bridge:] In the darkness, I found a light, Determined to keep our love in sight. Whispers of doubt, shadows of fear, In my heart, he was always near. But crises come with no warning call, Tested our strength, made us fall. Together we fought, with hope as our guide, Through the storm, had to pick a side

[Chorus] Crisis, in the heart of love, This storm will we rise above Crisis, when the truth’s revealed, A love so deep, now it’s concealed. Crisis, (Crisis ) 
echoes (echoes) 
after such a fight, 
Holding on to wrong and right
( wrong and right)
Holding on to wrong and right

[Verse 3: ] Just when hope seemed out of sight, A glimmer shone, a guiding light. But as we reached for what we'd planned, A new twist, we couldn’t withstand. With tears in eyes, we faced the test, Would our love endure, or lay to rest? The future held a mystery, A cliffhanger, (cliffhanger )
  what will  be .......will be

( pre-chorus)
The future held a mystery,( mystery)
  (cliffhanger) cliffhanger 
 (cliffhanger) cliffhanger 
what will be......will be
 cliffhanger  (cliffhanger)
what .......will....... ibe.....will be ...(cliffhanger)


[Chorus] Crisis, in the heart of love, This storm will we rise above Crisis, when the truth’s revealed, A love so deep, now it’s concealed. Crisis, (Crisis ) 
echoes (echoes) 
after such a fight, 
Holding on to wrong and right
( wrong and right)
Holding on to wrong and right

[Outro:] Crisis, i never made a plan Ooooooooooooh oh oooooh,  Crisis...doing the best I can
........Crisis
............................(doing the best I can) Crisis
(Crisis)Ooooooooooooh oh oooooh.

Please check out our other albums...!
soundcloud.com/pinkys-picks/sets/hungry-dogs-new-songs-by-hot/s-CzikZ9wWkN8?si=e995ea5224ea4a9285abf8dfcbd1a7c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message to: Open Door Music Party and Publishing

A Crisis By Hot Cookie

Check Back by Hot Cookie

[verse 1]
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.

[pre-chorus]
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.

[chorus]
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 girl 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.

[verse 2]
I’ve played bars where the crowds don’t stay,
Sang my truth while the jukebox played.
Label suits said, “Smile, rewrite the track,”
But my soul’s a fire that won’t cut slack.
I write anthems for ghosts of my past,
Every chorus a bridge I’m hell-bent to pass.

[pre-chorus]
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

[chorus]
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 girl 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.

[bridge]
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.

[outro]
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 check out our other albums...!
soundcloud.com/pinkys-picks/sets/hungry-dogs-new-songs-by-hot/s-CzikZ9wWkN8?si=e995ea5224ea4a9285abf8dfcbd1a7c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message or look for us on Music Row: Open Door Music Party and Publishing

Check Back by Hot Cookie

Lucky Pick   songwriter Edwin H. Balder
I was ten years old, hiding under a table,
Granddad’s hand on my shoulder, steady and able.
He was setting sound in a smoke-filled room,
Where Joni sang “Blue” and the walls hummed tunes.
I watched her fingers dance on the strings,
No pick in sight, just the magic she’d bring.
And when the lights dimmed, he handed me kiss
an piece of plastic, saying, “Kid, don’t lose this"
 I saw him boost it before the show off her mike stand
now  held tight in my strumming hand
This lucky pick’s been my secret weapon,
Taped to my mic stand, my heart’s reflection.
It’s not just plastic, it’s a piece of my story,
A bridge to the past, and a path to glory.
Tonight, I’m strumming with hope in my veins,
That this little pick will bring luck again.
I taught myself on the neck of a guitar,
Fingers raw, chasing dreams in the dark.
The strings felt fatter, the frets felt wide,
But I found my rhythm with no pick to guide.
Still, I kept it close, like a treasure untold,
A reminder of the nights I was brave and bold.
Now it’s taped to my mic, a silent cheer,
As I step on stage, facing my fears.
This lucky pick’s been my secret weapon,
Taped to my mic stand, my heart’s reflection.
It’s not just plastic, it’s a piece of my story,
A bridge to the past, and a path to glory.
Tonight, I’m strumming with hope in my veins,
That this little pick will bring luck again.
Granddad’s gone, but his spirit’s here,
In every chord, in every tear.
He believed in me before I knew,
That I could sing my own “Blue.”
much love dear boosters, the ones who see,
The spark in the dark, the melody.
Tonight, I’m playing next to a tiny desk,
Hoping this pick brings a bit of his breath.
It’s not about fame, or the lights or the crowd,
It’s about honoring the ones who made me proud.
So I’ll strum with my fingers, and hold it tight,
This lucky pick, my guiding light.
This lucky pick’s more than a tool,
It’s my granddad’s faith, my golden rule.
And as I play, I’ll close my eyes,
And feel his hand on my shoulder tonight.....(tonight)...tonight

Please check out our other albums...!
soundcloud.com/pinkys-picks/sets/hungry-dogs-new-songs-by-hot/s-CzikZ9wWkN8?si=e995ea5224ea4a9285abf8dfcbd1a7c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message or look for us on Music Row: Open Door Music Party and Publishing

Lucky Pick by Hot Cookie

Echoes in an Unwritten Labyrinth by Hot Cookie

[Verse 1]
I built this maze with hands I barely know,
Each brick a question, every turn a slow unravel.
The air hums static, thick with what I owe,
To versions of myself I couldn’t travel.
The walls are paper-thin, but still they hold,
A thousand stories etched in fading gold.

[Chorus]
I’m the builder, the ghost, the tangled thread,
A storm of whispers turning in my head.
Every corner bends, a deeper shade of red,
I’m chasing silence, but it’s louder instead.

[Verse 2]
I painted constellations on the floor,
But they dissolved beneath the weight of time.
The door I locked is rattling once more,
A rhythm I can’t place, a broken rhyme.
I hear the hum of engines I can’t name,
A symphony of loss I can’t reclaim.

[Chorus]
I’m the builder, the ghost, the tangled thread,
A storm of whispers turning in my head.
Every corner bends, a deeper shade of red,
I’m chasing silence, but it’s louder instead.

[Bridge]
The spiral tightens, but I see the crack,
A sliver of the world I’m coming back.
The weight begins to lift, the shadows thin,
A fragile light I’m learning to let in.
The storm still turns, but now it feels like home,
A quiet revolution in my bones.

[Verse 3]
I walk the maze, but now I feel the ground,
The walls are shifting, softer now, unbound.
The echoes fade, replaced by something new,
A melody I’m finally moving through.
The labyrinth dissolves, the air turns clear,
And in the stillness, I can finally hear.

[Outro]
I’m the builder, the ghost, but now I’m free,
A storm of whispers turning into me.
Every corner bends, but now I see it true,
I’m chasing silence, and it leads me to you.

I’m chasing silence, and it
 leads... me... to... you...( leads... me... to... you..)...

Please check out our other albums...!
soundcloud.com/pinkys-picks/sets/hungry-dogs-new-songs-by-hot/s-CzikZ9wWkN8?si=e995ea5224ea4a9285abf8dfcbd1a7c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message or look for us on Music Row: Open Door Music Party and Publishing

Echoes in an Unwritten Labyrinth by Hot Cookie

Come On In by Edwin H. Balder
come on in, coat on the rack
you’ve been runnin’, now you’re back
we saved your seat and the drink’s begun—
so come on in... you're not the only one
she came in late with the rain in her curls
heels talkin’ fast like a girl in pearls
said “i left a man with an ego to burn”
“he played my heart, but forgot the turn”
the bartender nodded like he knew the type
wiped the glass slow, poured her something ripe
and when the piano slid into “misty skies”
she cracked a grin, and let it cry
come on in, to the blues and the brass
where the past don’t ask, and the nights don’t pass
we got room for your wreck, your thrill, your spin—
so come on in, darlin’... come on in
next came a cat with a voice like stone
tapped his pack, said “i’m always alone”
but when the band hit that second bar
he pulled a stool like a midnight star
told a tale of love on a Berlin train
left her laughing in the summer rain
now he sings along in a smoky croon
like heartbreak’s just another tune
come on in, where the low lights shine
where pain’s in rhythm and wrong feels fine
we don’t judge what you’ve been in—
come on in, my friend... come on in
a woman in red took the mic like a vow
said, “this song’s for the ones who don’t know how”
“to hold it all without lettin’ go—”
“to miss, forgive, and never show”
and lord, when her voice found that major nine
even the chandeliers swayed in time
she sang “welcome home” like it was grace
and the whole damn room found their place
come on in, where your past don’t weigh
where the scars got swing and the band will play
we’ve all been wrong, but it ain’t no sin—
so come on in, baby... come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just ...come.....  on...... in....

Please check out our other albums...!
https://soundcloud.com/cookiehot/sets/dream-and-pretend?si=ec8b6a32f93441429b79cf315810a28b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message 



Come On In by Hot Cookie

i dont need the showgirl life
just want to write honest songs
put the right where it belongs
and let the rest move on
i see the headlines flashing
but they never show the cost
how the rich cry in their mansions
while the real ones get lost
they say she’s got it all
but she cant sleep through the night
too many masks to choose from
none of them fit right
she’s got diamonds on her fingers
but no one she can call
and i’m down here with my notebook
trying to make sense of it all
showgirl life ain’t mine
i don’t need the stage to shine
i’d rather sing in quiet rooms
where the truth still feels divine
fame and money blur the lines
between the real and the disguise
but i’ll keep writing what i know
while they chase ...the.. perfect.. life..the ..perfect.. lie
i’ve been overlooked and doubted
for the way i choose to feel
they said i’d never make it
if i didn’t learn to kneel
but i don’t bow to filters
or the numbers on a screen
i write for those who’ve been forgotten
and still dare to dream
showgirl life ain’t mine
i don’t need the stage to shine
i’d rather sing in quiet rooms
where the truth still feels divine
fame and money blur the lines
between the real and the disguise
but i’ll keep writing what i know
while they chase ...the.. perfect.. life..the ..perfect.. lie
i’ve seen the glitter fade
i’ve watched the spotlight dim
and all that’s left is silence
and a voice that won’t give in
so let them have their riches
let them wear their fame like skin
i’ll be here with my stories
where the real ones still begin
showgirl life ain’t mine
i don’t need the stage to shine
i’d rather sing in quiet rooms
where the truth still feels divine
fame and money blur the lines
between the real and the disguise
but i’ll keep writing what i know
while they chase ...the.. perfect.. life..the ..perfect.. lie
i don’t need the showgirl life
just the words that feel like mine
just the words.. that.. feel ..like.. mine...

Please check out our other albums...!
https://soundcloud.com/cookiehot/sets/dream-and-pretend?si=ec8b6a32f93441429b79cf315810a28b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
All rights reserved and protected by ZproMur LLC, doing business as Pinky's Picks. Copyright 2024 by ZproMur. For cover inquiries and use in films, commercials, or other marketing, promotional, or musical applications of this material in any part, please direct message 

🌊

Showgirl Life

One room, one amp
No crowd, no camp
Just me and the wall
And the sound that wouldn’t fall
Sat alone for a year straight
No stage, no praise, no clean slate
Played along with every great
Put myself through every gate
No teacher, no cheat
Just blistered hands and backbeat
No shortcut, no rest
Just bending through the test
Now you can shred it
Open it up and let it bleed
Go past what you think you need
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others feel
You shred it
Neighbors thought I lost my mind
But I was chasing tone divine
No sleep, no light
Just chasing ghosts through every night
I broke picks, I broke skin
But never let the noise win
I tuned pain into a chord
And made the silence beg for more
Now you can shred it
Open it up and let it burn
Play the truth you had to earn
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others deal
You shred it
This ain’t flash, this ain’t fame
This is blood inside the frame
This is sweat on every fret
This is soul you won’t forget
You don’t fake it, you don’t pose
You don’t play what someone knows
You go deeper, you go blind
You leave the rest of them behind
Now you can shred it
Open it up and let it scream
Cut through every broken dream
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others feel
You shred it
One room, one amp
Now the world’s your camp
You shred it
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others feel
You shred it........

Want to rock some more? Click this link to our Rock Playlist: https://soundcloud.com/cookiehot/sets/shred?si=64a6ae72df554d8c9002fb056cac6d54&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

All Right held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder..DM us to cover ay tune ♨️🍪

Shred It  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

New tracks tagged #pop #popmusic #Folkpop