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Alfie Castley - Cardiac Arrest (GEMIRO - Remix)

So soaked - Shy Smith

SOCIALS: hoo.be/bandiicam
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[PRE CHORUS]
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely...(2X)

[CHORUS]
Lonely, lonely, I guess I'm lonely
Let everything be as decided by the monologue of your soul
Lonely, lonely, I guess I'm lonely
You're Venus, I'm Earth,
Eva, I loved you!

[VERSE 1]
In the club, poppin' pills 'til I fall asleep
I don't wanna be with you, but we’re meant to be
She said, "Fuck me up, cut me up, boy, tell me what I need"
Waiting all night for you, I see you in my dreams
Lonely, ooh, I feel so lonely
Bleedin' out for you, girl, tell me what you want from me
I said I'm lonely... and you don't hit my phone
I've been crying all night, crying all alone

[PRE CHORUS]
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely...(2X)

[CHORUS]
Lonely, lonely, I guess I'm lonely
Let everything be as decided by the monologue of your soul
Lonely, lonely, I guess I'm lonely
You're Venus, I'm Earth,
Eva, I loved you!

EVA EVA

Johnny Huynh - LOCK ME OUT (speed up).

where have you been - orchestra

MATADORA

She is the end and the beginning.
Every step with her burns, every spin brings me back to life.
🔥 A ritual of surrender and resurrection.

A haunting tango where passion and mortality intertwine.
This song captures the essence of life through surrender — every step a heartbeat, every breath defiance. Inspired by The Doors, born from darkness, and glowing with life.

Tango of the Undying is a dark, hypnotic fusion of psychedelic rock and tango noir — a ritual of life, death, and desire.
Through smoke and rhythm, each song becomes a confession whispered to the night.
This is not an album — it’s a dance with the inevitable, a heartbeat shared with death and passion intertwined.
Haunting baritone vocals echo Morrison’s ghost, while Rhodes organs, bandoneons, and burning guitars paint a crimson stage where love bleeds and beauty refuses to die.
You don’t listen to this record — you feel it breathing through your bones.

Tango of the Undying

I Dance the Tango with Death (and That’s Why I Live)

call of the night

Scorpio, Flame and Sap

cape, JXNDRO & Sayfalse - MONTAGEM RUGADA (Slowed Instrumental)

she came with the dawn
two days a week
boots in the dust
fire in her cheek

she worked the calves
she worked the crowd
never raised her voice
but the wind bowed down

the barn went still when she passed through
men forgot their tongues
the cattle knew

they say she walked out calm not small
left her name carved in the corral wall
didn’t curse didn’t cry just broke the spell
and the wind still hums where she used to dwell
oooh she left with the sun in her eyes
truth on her tongue and no goodbye

they said she wasn’t a fit to keep their peace
but the dust remembered and it never sleeps
now when the moon rolls over the pen
you can hear her hum come back again

they whisper soft behind their hands
but her story’s grown beyond their lands

they say she walked out calm not small
left her name carved in the corral wall
didn’t curse didn’t cry just broke the spell
and the wind still hums where she used to dwell
oooh she left with the sun in her eyes
truth on her tongue and no goodbye

now the calves won’t move for a shout or chain
the boss looks up when he hears her name
they say she’s laughing somewhere free
with thunder stitched in her melody

she walked out calm not small
the corral cracked the empire stalled
didn’t curse didn’t cry just rang the bell
and the world still turns where her shadow fell
oooh she left with the sun in her eyes
truth on her tongue and no goodbye
no goodbye no goodbye


no goodbye—
sun in her eyes—
truth on her tongue—
wind hums where she dwelled—
no goodbye—
she broke the spell—
the corral fell—
she is well—
no goodbye—

No Goodbye.

Voice of the in-between.
I write from the edges where power, fear, and divinity meet.
Songs are spells—born of loneliness, ancestry, and fire.
I sing for the misunderstood, for the women called too much,
for anyone who’s ever burned just to be seen.

“Even storms need shelter.”

No Goodbye.

The__Void

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