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Credits:
Written By: Claire Cottrill, Leon Michels, Homer Steinweiss, Nick Movshon, and Dylan Nowik
Produced By: Leon Michels and Claire Cottrill
Claire Cottrill: Vocals, Flute
Leon Michels: Wurlitzer, Piano, CS-80, Flute, Organ, Bongos, Clarinet, Percussion
Homer Steinweiss: Drums
Nick Movshon: Bass
Dylan Nowik: Acoustic Guitar

Lyrics:
Da dum, da dum, da dum, da dum

When the moon begins to hide
It’s not over
In the window turning light
Does not 
Mean goodbye

And too,
When candles burn out and the
Record has faded down I know
You’ve got people to turn to

And too,
When candles burn out and the
Record has faded down I know
You’ve got people to turn to

What is it? That’s keeping one foot out
And the other crawling in bed
And what is it? That’s keeping you alone
And leaving after we slow dance

And we fall back in routine
It can’t be over
And I remember everything
You used to know her

I could
Trace it all the way back, I could
Trace it all the way back

And too,
When candles burn out and the
Record has faded down I know
You’ve got people to turn to

What is it? That’s keeping one foot out
And the other crawling in bed
And what is it? That’s keeping you alone
And leaving after we slow dance

And too,
When candles burn out and the
Record has faded down I know
You’ve got people to turn to 

And too,
When candles burn out and the
Record has faded down I know
You’ve got people to turn to

Slow Dance

Charm out now

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Credits:
Written By: Claire Cottrill, Leon Michels, Homer Steinweiss, Nick Movshon, and Dylan Nowik
Produced By: Leon Michels and Claire Cottrill
Claire Cottrill: Vocals, Mellotron
Leon Michels: Piano, Vocals, Clarinet, Percussion, Organ
Homer Steinweiss: Drums
Nick Movshon: Bass, Mo Tuck, Percussion
Dylan Nowik: Guitar, Fuzz Bass 

Lyrics:
Da dum, da da da da dum, dum, da, da da da da dum, dum (x2)

It’s when you’re close enough to touch
I’ve forgotten the point
My train of thought destroyed

It’s when you’re loud enough to cut
In and through all the noise
My train of thought destroyed

And once you get in my ear
I see kismet sinking in
(It’s second nature)
Like the sap from a cedar
Rolling down to be near her
(It’s second nature)

It’s when you’re close enough to love
I move without a void
My train of thought destroyed

And when I tell you it’s because
I’ve known you well before
My train of thought destroyed

And once you get in my ear
I see kismet sinking in
(It’s second nature)
Like the sap from a cedar
Rolling down to be near her
(It’s second nature)

Soon you’ll realize, too
How it aligns you
Oughta know, know the 
Know the truth

Da dum, da da da da dum, dum, da, da da da da dum, dum (x2)

And once you get in my ear
I see kismet sinking in
(It’s second nature)
Like the sap from a cedar
Rolling down to be near her
(It’s second nature)

Second Nature

BadAss   
V.1:
He rolls around in a fire red caddy 
Stetson, Tecovas sharp 
Radio boomin' like a shotgun 
It's a game, he rocks the part 
All trimmed in gold, pockets bulge, crispy greenbacks 
He's a gamer, an' a schemer 
What he is, ain't hard to tell, packin' lies, foolin' believers 
Oh-oh, yeah... 
Pre-Chorus: 
Oh-oh, Oh-oh-Oh 
She pours his drink.... 
Shakes her rainbow head... 
Can't...contain...herself 
No-ohhh 
Chorus: 
Hey! Mister, wanna be Bad-Ass! 
You know how to put on a show 
But I can tell a candy-ass from a mile away 
Yeah, you comin' on the jackass 
I just cain't let it pass 
Ain't gonna get you nothin' in here, no ef-in way 
Be yourself, boy. Might get lucky boy. An' get some...get some... 
Class boy. That you ain’t, that you cain't 
Tryna be a wanna be Bad...Ass! 
Bad-Ass... 
Music Break: 
Chorus: 
Hey! Mister wanna be Bad-Ass! 
You know how to put on a show 
But I can tell a candy-ass from a mile away 
Yeah, you comin' on the jackass 
I just cain't let it pass 
Ain't gonna get you nothin' in here, no ef-in way 
Be yourself, boy, might get lucky, boy. An' get some...class boy 
That you ain't, that you cain't 
Tryna be a wanna be Bad-Ass! 
Bad-Ass... 
Music Break: 

She pours his drink 
Shakes her rainbow head 
She can't contain herself 
Hey! Mister Bad-Ass up yours 
Oh-ohhh...Oh-ohhh...Oh-ohhh...

BadAss

This is my first song I've ever written, I hope you enjoy!


[Verse 1]

Swallow it down, yeah I play it cool
But inside I’m drowning, I’m such a fool
Every smile’s a band-aid barely stuck
Pressure’s building, guess I’m out of luck

⸻

[Pre-Chorus]

You think I’m fine, but you don’t know
I’m a time bomb, I’m gonna blow
Yeah, I’ve been holding back too long
But tonight I’ll prove you wrong

⸻

[Chorus]

I’ve been bottled up, screaming inside
Punching the walls just to feel alive
Every word I bite cuts like a knife
I’m done wasting my time
So if I break tonight, don’t be surprised
I’ve been bottled up my whole damn life
Yeah, it hurts too much to keep it shut—
I’m done being bottled up!

⸻

[Verse 2]

Biting my tongue ‘til it starts to bleed
Drowning in thoughts that you’ll never see
Guess I’m tired of being my own cage
Now I’m lighting matches, set the stage

⸻

[Pre-Chorus]

You think I’m quiet, but I’m loud
One more crack and I’ll burn this down
Yeah, I’ve been silent far too long
But tonight I’ll prove you wrong

⸻

[Chorus]

I’ve been bottled up, screaming inside
Punching the walls just to feel alive
Every word I bite cuts like a knife
I’m done wasting my time
So if I break tonight, don’t be surprised
I’ve been bottled up my whole damn life
Yeah, it hurts too much to keep it shut—
I’m done being bottled up!

⸻

[Bridge] 

Every secret is a scar on my tongue
Every silence weighs a thousand tons
If I don’t let it out, I’ll lose my mind
So here it is—
I won’t be quiet this time!

⸻

[Final Chorus] 

I’ve been bottled up, screaming inside
Punching the walls just to feel alive
Every word I bite cuts like a knife
I’m done wasting my time
So if I break tonight, don’t be surprised
I’ve been bottled up my whole damn life
Yeah, it hurts too much to keep it shut—
I won’t be quiet this time!
I’m done being bottled up!
I’m done being bottled up!


Bottled Up

Never Have This (EXPLICIT VERSION)

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Heart of Gold

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『芽吹きの朝』
柔らかな光に包まれる春の朝を描いた、アルバム「四季巡礼」の幕開けを飾る一曲。
鳥の声、花の影、そして新しい風――すべてが未来への一歩を後押しします。

軽やかなリズムと澄んだ歌声が織りなすこの曲は、季節の巡りと共に始まる旅路の予感を映し出します。
「はじまりの歌」として、聴く者の心を芽吹かせるような清新さをもたらしています。

🌸 Album: 四季巡礼 – Shūka
🎧 More info: https://project-shuka.com/
📺 YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@project-shuka

芽吹きの朝

Eliminate. delivers a raw, pounding beat that mirrors the fury of breaking free from confinement. Its chaotic synth layers scream rebellion, driving you toward liberation.

Eliminate

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