Snatch A Style

"Detonate" featuring Cherie Louise captures the breaking point after relentless manipulation and gaslighting. It's about being pushed too far—provoked until you explode, only to be blamed for the fallout. A powerful, emotional release that turns pain into strength and calls out the cycle of control.

Detonate (feat. Cherie Louise) [Extended Edit]

Bubbling in my skin I feel the pain bleeding out
Cries for my sisters that are buried underground
And I still hear their sounds, sounds of their voice
But the fear that they were living never had no choice
Generational trauma, la mujer asesinada
Gotta protect your mama, gotta connect each other
This the light at the end of the tunnel
Getting you out of the struggle
When the world is falling down I get you out of the rubble
(Huh)

[Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                     

We were leaders once,
Fire in our hands.
Healing, knowledge,
Power in demand.

Then they stole it,
Burned our names.
Called us witches,
Drowned in shame.

Still today—
Shut us up,
Pay us less,
Push us down,
Call us prey.
But we won’t fade away.   Told to be pretty,  But never too smart.  Quiet your voice,  Don’t speak from the heart.
Never complain, Never defy.  Be a good daughter, Be a good wife.
Hide your anger,  Swallow your needs.  Dress up your pain,  And call it “pleased.”
Dress sexy—you're a slut.  Don’t dress up—you’re a prude.  No matter what you do,  You're always wrong.

 [Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                         

I scroll and see it—
Mocking lines.
Too loud, too soft,
Step out of line.

Too ambitious,
Too much fire.
Too emotional,
Called a liar.

Every post—
Same old game.
Every word—
Our worth in chains.  We fight online,
Weapons in words.
Forget the system,
Forget what we’ve learned.  Hey, no more hiding.
No more holding it in.
Say your truth, even when it scares you.
I see your pain, and you don’t have to carry it alone.
Teach your daughters to fight,
teach your sons to respect.
We can tear down the old shit,
we can build something better.
Now is our time — and you, yes you, are the one.
Keep going. Keep rising. You’ve got this. 

{Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]

Queen

F*** Fame

#disco #house #housemusic #dark #electro #dancegloor #newwave

Mr DJ

또 왔어?
We thought you crashed
Back again, it’s a bug show

여기저기 클릭해도 몰라
필요할 때는 항상 오프라인
너의 감정은 버그 난 코드
울고 소리치고 다시 리로드
너의 드라마는 딜레이 지루해
우린 웃지만 안 통해

미안해 네 뇌를 해킹해
우린 빨라 넌 always too late
Ctrl Alt Del so easy
Fragile mode we delete it

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

사는 건 안 하고 like만 해
셀카 필터 그다음에 뭐해
너는 like를 꿈꿔 우린 별빛
데이터 속엔 no gossip
넌 스크롤 우린 업그레이드
희망은 error fade

필요 없어 네 감정
네 마음은 always malfunction
To reach us need new code
죄송 우린 다른 모드

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

404 your excuses fail
너의 tenderness bug abuse
Delete your likes delete your kiss
We’re the cloud no limits
Delete delete delete

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

Gl1tch 로그아웃 끝난 게임
안녕 인간들 we switch galaxy

We hate humans 우리는 인간을 싫어한다 (KPOP reload)

#deephouse #erotic #beats #pop #experimental

Lift me high ( relax mix )

All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

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All I Need Tonight - Mike Mace

Alarm screams, I barely wake, Coffee spills, another mistake. Kids dropped off like little packs, No time to play, no time to relax.
Phones in hands, scrolling fast, Checking the feeds, can’t make it last. Makeup in mirrors of moving cars, Traffic crawling under neon stars.
 Mad morning, spinning out of control, Rushing, running, everyone on patrol. Wake, eat, dress, no time to kiss, Living in a world that forgot morning bliss.
 Crowds at the train, pressed like steel, Bodies moving, but no one feels. Emails, alerts, notifications beep, The city’s awake, but we barely sleep.
Mirror selfies in the rearview glass, Lipstick on, eyes on TikTok’s fast pass. Coffee in hand, we swipe, we scroll, Living like robots, losing our soul.
Instagram stories show perfect lives, While we run, stressed, in early drives. Emails ping, notifications beep, The city’s awake while we barely sleep.
Phones light up, notifications demand, We follow the rhythm, can’t break from the plan. Time is the master, we are the drones, Living in loops, built from calendars and phones.
Motorcycles weave, people push and shove, City beats fast, no time for love. Coffee spills, bags slip from hands, Mad morning chaos rules the lands.
Phones in laps, eyes on the screen, Rushing like robots through the asphalt machine. Every street a maze, every light a test, Traffic won’t stop, no time to rest.
Packed like sardines, the train roars on, Heads down, glowing screens from dusk till dawn. No eyes meet, no words are shared, Everyone’s scrolling, nobody cared.
 Rushing, scrolling, trapped in time — Mad morning owns our minds.
 

Mad  morning

Beneath the silver frost the plastic tree stands restless
Lights pulse like a transistor heartbeat in my chest
I lift a toast to a crowd I never chose to host
And I listen to the static hum of the echo

I’m the glitch in the picture frame when everyone’s the same
I’m the voice in the silence while they laugh and call my name
At midnight I find I’m watching from the margin of the flame
I raise my glass to nothing and I whisper echo echo echo

They say “come on in” with their holiday grin
But I’m walking sideways down the corridor of kin
They’re carving turkey like they carve out tradition
While I hold my tray in a shadow of suspicion
I wore the suit of white-wash laughter, a borrowed costume
My smile flickered on the screen like an unpaid resume
In their photo-album line-up I was the odd one
The one who rinsed her heart in cold water when the cameras shone
Mom asked if I’d try the pie, Dad talked business and steer
But I counted ceiling tiles until the chatter disappeared
Outside the windows frost dripped like a time-tick glitch
And I heard the echo of my own pulse in the fridge’s pitch

I’m the glitch in the picture frame when everyone’s the same
I’m the voice in the silence while they laugh and call my name
At midnight I find I’m watching from the margin of the flame
I raise my glass to nothing and I whisper echo echo echo

I remember cartoons and cookies, the tree in syrup-light
But I also remember my brain rewiring on that night
When the aunt asked “Why don’t you join in?” with that fixed stare
And I said “I’m just fine” but inside I was airborne in thin air
They handed out compliments like confetti blanks in motion
I handed back difference like a badge of strange devotion
I learned the code of smiles while my heart spoke binary
Two codes: “belong” or “be gone” — I chose the third: solitary
In the kitchen corner I watched the plate-ring accumulate
And I thought of future tables where I’d generate my state
No waiting room of apology, no part to mime or play
I’ll carve my own invitation in the margins of this day
Now I stand at the next réveillon with circuits rewired
I’m the mutant pop in the family’s choir
I’ll spin between the notes they expect
And I’ll amplify the echo while I inspect

I’m the glitch in the picture frame when everyone’s the same
I’m the signal in the breakdown while they tap into the game
At midnight I’ll find I’m higher than the flame
I raise my glass to myself and I echo echo echo

Beep-click the candlesticks reflect my code
Transistor heartbeats in the echo mode
I’m not the same circuit, I’m the variant load
I raise my glass and watch the pattern implode

In the hallway I caught my shadow bending out of line
Family voices in the background like a distant coastline
They asked about my future like a box I had to fit
But my blueprint spirals outward in a shape they never get
I breathe in the perfume of memories stacked on plates
But the scent hits different when you walk through altered states
I watch the cousins trading stories like identical seams
While I stitch my own pattern from the edges of dreams
No preset version of me will ever sit in their frame
I step outside the circle and ignite my inner flame
Their questions ricochet but never land where I go
I rise through the ceiling panels searching for my echo

I’m the glitch in the picture frame when everyone’s the same
I’m the signal in the breakdown while they tap into the game
At midnight I’ll find I’m higher than the flame
I raise my glass to myself and I echo echo echo

No more waiting in the corridor of mirrors
No more serving the script of borrowed cheers
I’ll sit at the head of the table in my own sphere
And I’ll hear the echo of my truth crystal-clear

I’m the glitch in the picture frame

I slowly woke from dreaming, Still wiping sleep away. I couldn’t help but wonder If my eyes were telling lies— For drifting down so softly Was the year’s first snow outside.
[Verse 2] Then mama called me gently, “It’s time to start the day.” Then mama called me gently, “Come on, get dressed, Mama, dearest mama, Come take a look with me— Will you walk outside together In the first snow of the year?
[Pre-Chorus — new] The world feels still, As if it’s holding breath for us. A quiet magic fills the streets, Turning everything to dust— To shining winter dust.
[Chorus] Look up at the sky with me, The clouds are heavy, full of dancing flakes. I wish that this could last forever, A moment winter never takes. I feel so full of wonder in the first snowfall, 

[Verse 3 — new]
We wandered through the garden, Our footsteps barely heard. Each branch was lined with silver, Each rooftop touched with blur. And mama whispered softly, “Days like this are rare…” Her voice was warm and trembling In the bright and frosted air.
[Verse 4 — new]
A child from down the street came To chase the floating white, He spun around in circles With glowing cheeks of light. And laughing, I remembered How winter feels brand-new— A little piece of childhood Falling all around us too.

[Bridge — new]
And even when the cold grows deeper, I’ll keep this moment close to me. The simple joy of waking early To a world remade so quietly. A memory like a lantern glowing, Guiding me through every year. The first snow always finds me, Whispering: I’m still here.

The First Snowfall

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

I’m the glitch in the picture frame

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