“Sip… sip… sip… cola… drink…”

"Ten-oh-four..." (echo: four… four…)
"Clock move, mi stay..." (stay-ay… stay-ay…)
"Empty chairs…" (chairs... airsss...)
"Faded saloon…" (saloon... looon...)

"Mercy... no mercy..." 
"Time nah stop..." 
"Sippin' silence... letting go…"

"Sip — cola drink..." (cola drink... drink... drink...)
"Mind sink..." (sink... sink...)
"Life about..." (b'bout... bout...)

"Foreign script..." (script... ript...)
"Heavy cloth..." (cloth-cloth-cloth...)
"Lonely bar..." (bar... ar... rrr...)

"Tick-tock... swallow you..."
"No name... no name..."

"Steam vanish... vanish... vanish..."
"Room gone dust... dust... dust..."

"Sip... mind sink..."
"Minute blink..."
"Burn out..."

Coca Cola (Dub Version)

Here I stand, shoes full of doubt,
Two roads whisper, two roads shout,
One leans left, one leans right,
Heartbeats tangled in neon light.

No signs, no guide, no map to trust,
Just tired dreams and wanderlust...

✨ Left or right, left or right,
Pick your road and hold on tight,
No way back, no rewind,
Just the beat, just the night! ✨
Left or right, left or right,
Step it out into the light,
No regrets, just this flight,
Left or right, left or right!

Worn-out hopes in a paper bag,
Old fears trailing like a rag,
Flip a coin, fake a smile,
Keep on walking mile by mile.

No signs, no guide, no map to trust,
Just broken stars and wanderlust...

✨ Left or right, left or right,
Pick your road and hold on tight,
No way back, no rewind,
Just the beat, just the night! ✨
Left or right, left or right,
Step it out into the light,
No regrets, just this flight,
Left or right, left or right!

Ooooh, the fork is laughing...
Ooooh, the past is crashing...
One move, one chance,
Dance, dance, dance!

✨ Left or right, left or right,
Pick your road and hold on tight,
No way back, no rewind,
Just the beat, just the night! ✨
Left or right, left or right,
Step it out into the light,
No regrets, just this flight,
Left or right, left or right!

Left or Right (Deep House Version)

Yeah...
You left me in the heat...
Now I’m bakin' in that groove...
🎷 sax lick – sensual climb 🎷


Set me low on a silver tray,
Oven warm, then you walked away.
Now I’m dancin’ in that sugar burn —
Didn’t flip me, now it’s my turn.

🎷 sax squiggle – teasing moan 🎷

Cracklin’ slow in a butter zone,
Tappin’ my hips on your silicone phone.
Missed your chance, I’m golden crisp —
Bouncin’ like syrup in a midnight twist.

🎷 wah-wah sax hit 🎷


Ash in the air, sweet perfume,
Groove got thick in that cookie room.
No cool hand, no rescue sigh —
Just that sax and me gettin’ high.

🎷 sax plays like a knowing smile 🎷

🎵 Cookie got too hot — no chill,
Feelin’ that bounce from the windowsill.
Sax in my waistline, beat in my hair,
I’m bakin’ this groove like I just don’t care.
Ohh — cookie got too hot tonight,
Bassline low, but the sax bite’s tight.
Whisk me once, forget me not —
I’m the sugar rush your oven forgot. 🎷 sax stabs through “forgot” 🎷

Steam in the mirror, temp turned high,
Cocoa dreams, that vanilla sky.
You thought I’d cool? Not on this floor —
This cookie’s got moves you can’t ignore.

🎷 playful sax loop – rhythm meets seduction 🎷

I don’t break, I caramel slide,
Sax in my soul, bass in my stride.
Forget dessert, I am the bite —
Serving slow heat in the neon light.

(Whispered over pads)
Open that oven...
Let the sax breathe...
I’m not burnt — I’m ready.
🎷 lascivious sax solo, like it’s eyeing your hips 🎷

🎵 Cookie got too hot — feel this beat,
Sax on the edge where sugar meets heat.
Midnight love in a pastry spin,
Movin’ like butter on caramel skin.
Ohh — cookie got too hot, just right,
Vocoder voice and that sax delight.
I don’t crumble, I ignite —
Put me on, let’s groove all night. 🎷 final sax riff — like a wink in sound 🎷


Cookie Got Too Hot


Two old souls on a velvet spin,
One says “start,” the other “end again.”
One brings breath like a sweet perfume,
One pulls back — clears out the room.
She walks slow with a barefoot beat,
He just shrugs and shifts the seat.
She says “try,” like a secret code,
He just smirks — “I already know.”

Are they love or just a glitch?
Do they groove or do they twitch?
Every smile's a hidden test —
And no one knows what happens next.

🎶 What do you think?
Are they angels made to fake it,
Or machines that just can’t take it?
Is the soul a silky skin,
Or just a mask we’re dancing in?
🎶 What do you think?
Are we smooth or are we stuck?
Is it rhythm or just luck?
Spin that thought and let it sink —
Tell me now… what do you think?

Maybe fate’s just low on charm,
Sitting still with folded arms.
Maybe life’s a child in shade,
Playing games we never made.
Open hands, too soft to fight,
Fate deals silence every night.
One says “stay,” one says “move,”
And both just hum a broken groove.

Do they care or just pretend?
Are we players or the end?
Is the love we feel just heat —
Or something bitter, wrapped in sweet?

🎶 What do you think?
Are we gliding or we drownin’?
Are we queens or just the crownin’?
Do we chase or do we blink —
Tell me slow… what do you think?
🎶 What do you think?
Would you trade it for some peace,
If the groove would never cease?
Would you fall or would you wink,
If it all was gone in sync?

They don’t talk, they hold the line,
Eyes like clocks that lost their time.
One plays night, the other day —
But both still move in the same ballet.

🎶 What do you think?
Are we smooth or just afraid?
Is this lust or masquerade?
Do we lead or just repeat —
Chasing meaning in the beat?
🎶 What do you think?
Would you still press play again,
If the end began within?
Is it pain or is it kink —
Say it now… what do you think?

What Do You Think? (Groove Messiah Version)

Two old souls on a velvet spin,
One says “start,” the other “end again.”
One brings breath like a sweet perfume,
One pulls back — clears out the room.
She walks slow with a barefoot beat,
He just shrugs and shifts the seat.
She says “try,” like a secret code,
He just smirks — “I already know.”

Are they love or just a glitch?
Do they groove or do they twitch?
Every smile's a hidden test —
And no one knows what happens next.

🎶 What do you think?
Are they angels made to fake it,
Or machines that just can’t take it?
Is the soul a silky skin,
Or just a mask we’re dancing in?
🎶 What do you think?
Are we smooth or are we stuck?
Is it rhythm or just luck?
Spin that thought and let it sink —
Tell me now… what do you think?

Maybe fate’s just low on charm,
Sitting still with folded arms.
Maybe life’s a child in shade,
Playing games we never made.
Open hands, too soft to fight,
Fate deals silence every night.
One says “stay,” one says “move,”
And both just hum a broken groove.

Do they care or just pretend?
Are we players or the end?
Is the love we feel just heat —
Or something bitter, wrapped in sweet?

🎶 What do you think?
Are we gliding or we drownin’?
Are we queens or just the crownin’?
Do we chase or do we blink —
Tell me slow… what do you think?
🎶 What do you think?
Would you trade it for some peace,
If the groove would never cease?
Would you fall or would you wink,
If it all was gone in sync?

They don’t talk, they hold the line,
Eyes like clocks that lost their time.
One plays night, the other day —
But both still move in the same ballet.

🎶 What do you think?
Are we smooth or just afraid?
Is this lust or masquerade?
Do we lead or just repeat —
Chasing meaning in the beat?
🎶 What do you think?
Would you still press play again,
If the end began within?
Is it pain or is it kink —
Say it now… what do you think?

What Do You Think? (Dance Version)

Saw you once — that was enough.
Now I’m stuck in your kind of love.
Didn’t kiss, didn’t say goodbye,
But your rhythm still lives in mine.

Tried to lose you in the crowd,
In flashing lights and music loud.
But every beat just loops you back,
A silent face in neon black.

No, I don’t hate — I just replay.
Your little smile, then walked away.
You gave me less, but moved so smooth —
Now you haunt my every groove.

🎵 You’re the one I can’t unsee,
Dancing circles into me.
Time moved fast, but I stay here,
Still spinning close to what I fear.

You're the fire I never held,
You're the echo in my shell.
Love’s a beat I can’t discard —
Still I move with your wild card. 🎵

They say the deep ones fall the worst,
I drank your vibe, still feel the thirst.
You were the shore I danced toward slow,
But tide pulled back — I didn’t know.

Told you jokes with words unsaid,
You laughed and left them in my head.
Now your smile fades into light,
But still I groove with you at night.

No harm, no heat, just ghost perfume —
Still vibin’ in an empty room.
You never stayed, but left a track —
Now every rhythm pulls you back.

🎵 You’re the one I can’t unsee,
Groovin’ slow inside of me.
Time went boom — I stayed in sync,
On the edge, about to blink.

You're the fire I never held,
You're the beat that always swelled.
Love's a game I danced too hard —
Still I'm groovin’ with your card. 🎵

No stars aligned, no lyrics stayed,
But you’re still in the tracks I played.
No name, no chain, no perfect fit —
Just a vibe I can't admit.

No kiss, no map, no rhythm clear —
But when I move, you reappear.
Maybe hearts just grow that way —
With every dance they can’t replay.

[Final Chorus – melodic lift, extended outro groove]
🎵 You’re the one I can’t unsee,
Sliding slow inside of me.
Time turned up — I stayed on guard,
Still locked inside your wild card.

You're the heat I couldn’t touch,
You're the drop I miss too much.
Love’s a rhythm hard and starred —
Still I move… with your wild card. 🎵

You’re The One

✨Maybe One Day — Smooth grooves for unfinished love stories.✨

A deep groove house confession wrapped in bounce, bass, and bittersweet charm.
Velvety synths flirt with tropical chords, vocoders whisper secrets, and the beat sways like someone who almost texted back at 2am — but didn’t.

She wants clarity.
He wants dim light.
The coffee burns. The bassline doesn’t.

💋 Smooth, seductive, ironic.
🕺 For lonely hearts with rhythm.
🌴 For windows open at midnight.
🎛️ For the kind of silence you can dance to.

Maybe it’s love.
Maybe it’s over.
Maybe one day...

Lyrics:

Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day you’ll wake up and stay

Ich sag
Mach das Licht aus
Du sagst
Lass es einfach an
Ich sag
Es tut mir leid
Du sagst
Du brauchst einen Plan

Ich sitz am Fenster
Dreh die Heizung auf
Der Kaffee brennt
Ich schau auf dein Profil
Und schreib nicht
Wie immer nicht

Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day we’ll talk like we used to
Maybe one day
Maybe one day
But I don’t think you want to

Du willst ans Meer
Ich lieg im Dreck
Du hast Träume
Ich bleib versteckt
Ich trag dein Shirt
Du sagst: Zieh was Eigenes an
Ich frag: Was bleibt dann von mir?

Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day we’ll get it right
Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day we’ll stop the fight

Ich weiß nicht mehr
Wer zuerst gegangen ist
Ob du's warst
Oder ich
Oder beide
Oder gar niemand

Ich räum nicht mehr auf
Du meldest dich nicht
Ich kauf neue Glühbirnen
Aber bleib im Dunkeln

Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day you’ll knock on the door
Maybe one day
Maybe one day
We won’t be strangers anymore

Ich sag nichts
Du sagst nichts
Wir sagen nichts
Seit Tagen
Nur Gedanken
Nur Risse
Nur Staub

Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day we’ll feel again
Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe’s just the name for “never”
In disguise

Maybe One Day

What happens when chillwave goes full samba and the ex finally gets audited? 💅

Welcome to the smoothest tax return of emotional debts ever recorded. Imagine sipping a caipirinha while your ex nervously checks their “emotional balance sheet.” That’s right — this isn’t heartbreak, it’s bookkeeping with rhythm.

Hearts have been overdrawn, feelings repossessed, and baby, this beat comes with late fees. It’s bossa nova meets revenge memo — velvet basslines, shimmering synths, and a vocal that says “I hope your new love has WiFi in hell.”

So relax… sway your hips… and remember: forgiveness is optional, groove is mandatory.
Because, darling — you owe me everything. 💳🌴

Lyrics:

You took my time, you took my light,
You danced away my Friday night.
You smiled sweet — yeah, you played your part,
But baby, you overdrew my heart.

All those promises, silver and fake,
All those debts you never paid.
Now I’m standing tall — and you can’t pretend,
The bill’s come due, this ain’t the end.

You owe me everything!
Every word, every diamond ring.
You owe me everything —
My love, my tears, my suffering.
You owe me everything!
Yeah, I’m done with forgiving.
You owe me everything —
And that’s the song I’m singing.

You wore my trust like a cheap perfume,
Left it hanging in an empty room.
Now you say you’re doing fine,
But I see guilt behind that smile.

You talk about “moving on,”
But I’m the reason you’re strong.
Don’t rewrite what you can’t defend,
‘Cause I’ll collect till the bitter end.

You owe me everything!
Every word, every diamond ring.
You owe me everything —
My love, my tears, my suffering.
You owe me everything!
Yeah, I’m done with forgiving.
You owe me everything —
And that’s the song I’m singing.

No mercy, no return —
You lit the match, now let it burn.
Every promise, every lie,
You owe me, baby — don’t even try.

You owe me everything!
Yeah, every sweet and dirty thing.
You owe me everything —
That’s my crown, that’s my king.
You owe me everything —
Every night, every sting.
You owe me everything…
And I owe you nothing.

You Owe Me Everything

Ever dated someone so emotionally unavailable they made a brick wall look like a therapist?

That’s what this song is about — The Coldest Routine.

It’s chillwave for the heartbroken, French-press house for the emotionally ghosted.
You give them love, they give you… a sigh and a calendar reminder to “text back someday.”
This track captures that perfect winter vibe where your relationship ends, but at least your synth pad still cares.

Imagine Sade and Daft Punk trying couples therapy under a neon lamp while the therapist just nods to the beat.
That’s this song.

So grab your blanket of emotional detachment, pour yourself an ice-cold latte of regret,
and vibe to the rhythm of “Too tired for me.”

💔🧊

Lyrics:

If I hide it, if I hide it now,
Will you stop, will you stop caring somehow?
If I fake it, if I fake what I feel,
Will you still tear the best from me, unreal?

You give me, you give me the coldest routine,
You give me, you’re giving me the dullest scene,
Too tired for me.

There’s a silent void, and I’ve drowned in it before,
There’s a silent void — it’s you.
There’s a silent void, and it’s colder than before,
Taking away what I once knew.
(Sometimes I think you’re just too cruel to me.)

You give me the coldest routine,
That’s why I’m done with you (with you).
You give me the coldest routine,
Too tired for me.
(Sometimes I think you’re just too cruel to me.)

I’d do nothing now for you,
Wouldn’t care for your pain.
Everything you wanted me to —
I’d let it slip away.

There’s a silent void, and I’ve seen it all before,
There’s a silent void — it’s true.
There’s a silent void, and it’s colder than before,
Taking away what’s left of you.

You give me the coldest routine,
That’s why I’m done with you (with you).
You give me, keep giving me the coldest routine,
Too tired for me.

You’ve got the smallest heart,
Sometimes I think you’re too numb for me.
Every day’s November and every night’s just half-past three.

Will you stop remembering me? Ha-ha.
Will you stop now, will you stop bringing out the worst in me?

The Coldest Routine

🎧 Ever accidentally remembered someone mid-run and nearly tripped over your own nostalgia? Same here. This track is basically that moment — when your brain goes, “Hey remember that person from 2018?” and your legs go, “No, we’re busy fleeing emotional accountability.” 🏃‍♂️💨

So here it is: a sad jog disguised as a song.
Equal parts melancholy, cardio, and unresolved emotional baggage, sprinkled with reverb thick enough to drown a small village.

If you’ve ever waved at a stranger because you thought it was your ex — only to realize it was a recycling bin — this one’s for you.

💙 “I remembered you today when I was running…” — a.k.a. the soundtrack to every overthinker’s 5K.

👟 Mood: existential sneakers.
🌧 Genre: nostalgia with good Wi-Fi.
💫 Recommended listening: at sunset, while pretending the wind understands your pain.

Lyrics:

I remembered you today when I was running,
The village blurred behind the sun.
Your name came up without a warning,

The air was cold but soft somehow,
Like every step was yesterday.
I thought I saw you in the crowd,
But ghosts don’t look this way.

I hope you’re fine,
I hope your life is good too.
The sky still hums the same old tune,
But I can’t reach you.

The neon waves reflected memories,
In puddles where the streetlights fade.
You said goodbye without a calendar,
And I forgot to be afraid.

Running, running, running…
Through the places we outgrew.
I remembered you today,
And the sky remembered too.

I hope you’re fine,
I hope your life is good too.
We’re just two frequencies apart,
Lost in the reverb blue.

I Remembered You Today

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