🔊 Satin sheets still smell like sin– A Sin You Can Still Taste

A slow-burning ode to the kind of love that lingers long after it's gone.
"Satin sheets still smell like sin" dives deep into the space between desire and regret – where shadows kiss the skin, guilt feels like lace, and memories haunt like perfume on satin sheets.
For lovers of late-night confessions, smoky vocals, and bittersweet soul.

🎧 Written to ache. Sung to remember.
#NeoSoul #AltRnB #AftertasteOfYou #LateNightVibes #DarkPop #EmotionalR&B


Satin sheets still smell like sin

[Verse 1]
Satin sheets still smell like sin
I trace your ghost across my skin
Swore I’d quit this kind of fire
But I still ache to burn again
You left your heat between my thighs
Now even daylight feels like lies

[Pre-Chorus]
I sip regret like morning wine
But I’d still taste you every time

[Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Lingers sweet and cruel
Like perfume on my pillow
Or a flame that never cools
No prayer can undo
What we did at half-past two
Still dripping in your shadow
No matter what I do

[Verse 2]
Ash on lips and tangled hair
My conscience waits, but I don’t care
You said my name like it was sin
Now I crave that voice again
I wear this guilt like Sunday lace
But miss the wreckage of your grace

[Bridge]
You were my sweetest damage
A thrill I’d choose again
A phantom in my bloodstream
Disguised as medicine
And every time I surface
You pull me back inside—
A spell I never asked for
But I never tried to fight

[Final Chorus]
The aftertaste of you—
Burns like something true
You branded me in silence
And I broke too soon
Still drunk on all we knew
Still shaking in your bloom
This ache won’t fade with time—
I live in the aftertaste of you

Satin sheets still smell like sin

A reflective R&B ballad on false friendship and true loyalty — a quiet tribute to those who stood by when the spotlight faded.

Life

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A bold, soulful anthem for women who've been through the fire and come out stronger. Funky guitars, gospel harmonies, and fierce vocals power this self-love storm.
This music was originally generated using Suno AI. All rights were granted to me through a paid subscription, as outlined in Suno's Terms of Service (as of June 30, 2024).

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What Did I Do In Life?

Lyrics:

You built your ruins with tender hands
Crowned yourself on top, unseen
Turned into stone for your own sorrow
Waiting for someone to call it art

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear
(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

Your tears are ornaments
on the facade of fragile pride
Each silence you throw
a hollow hymn dressed in spite

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear
(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

You believed you were one of a kind
in a world that never looked
Now you blame the wind
for skipping your shrine

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

You enchanted yourself
and killed the spell
You’re the statue
in your own farewell

(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

No one will come - TheAbiffSolaris

Give me back my flight

[Verse 1]
You came ‘round in the morning like you didn’t disappear
Left lipstick on the counter and regret in my mirror
You say, “It’s complicated,” like that’s news to me
But I’ve been solving puzzles since you lost your key

[Pre-Chorus]
I poured my love in your half-empty glass
Watched you sip it slow, then let it pass
You said you’re scared to feel too much
So why’d you come back for that midnight touch?

[Chorus]
I can’t keep loving with half a heart
While you keep pulling mine apart
You're in, then gone, like a ghost at dark
Boy, I need a flame, not just a spark
If you can't stay, then don't even start—
I ain't playing house with half a heart

[Verse 2]
Your records still spin like nothing’s wrong
But the silence between the songs is long
You wear that charm like it don’t cost a thing
But darling, lies ain't gold, they just glitter and sting

[Pre-Chorus]
Told your mama I was just a phase
She said I deserved a better place
You keep your truth behind your smile
But I’ve been wise to that for a while

[Chorus]
I can’t keep loving with half a heart
While you keep pulling mine apart
You're in, then gone, like a ghost at dark
Boy, I need a flame, not just a spark
If you can't stay, then don't even start—
I ain't playing house with half a heart

[Bridge – spoken/sung style]
I’d rather dance alone in my red suede shoes
Than share my bed with your shifting moods
Don’t need your maybe, I want your more
But I ain’t beggin’ like I did before

[Final Chorus – soft at first, builds up]
No, I can’t keep loving with half a heart
You’re a haunted tune in a broken chart
I’m done with the guessing, done with the art
Of holding together what falls apart
So take your silence, take your part—
And leave me whole, with my full heart

half a heart

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For lonely rooms, low lights, and lovers gone too long.
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In case you're wondering: I composed all the music myself. The melody came from my own voice, and I guided the AI to arrange instruments based on it. My goal is collaboration — to inspire real singers and composers to take it further. That’s what creation is truly about. I  see AI as a tool — not a replacement, but an extension of human creativity.

The message matters, the medium too. Truth, regardless of how it's expressed, always finds its way. So instead of complaining, evolve. Adapt. The future doesn’t wait.