Although the game is the same, things were a bit more simple

Uptown Youngins

Amor De Calle

Pétalo A Una Rosa

It Wouldn't Be The Same

El Ultimo Trago Del Adios

Lost In The Bay

Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6ys4nk2Ocg

Child of Nature

The Blue Dragonfly (Mix 2025)

The Blue Dragonfly (Mix 2025) & Video Link

A little poetry in this world of whores

The Old Haunts

(Music begins: upright bass walking slow and warm; brushed drums in an easy shuffle; a lazy electric guitar chord blooms and fades. A violin sighs once, then settles into the background.)


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Verse 1

Same streetlight flickers outside the flat,
Same black cab hums where the pavement’s cracked.
Window fogs where I used to cry,
Now I just watch the buses glide by.

Camden smells like smoke and rain,
Every bar still knows my name.
But the girl who wore that crown of noise—
She learned to trade the ache for poise.


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Pre-Chorus

The jukebox spins a record slow,
The kind I played too loud before.
I hum along, but this time low—
Don’t need the pain to love it more.


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Chorus

The old haunts don’t haunt me anymore,
They’re just stories I lived once before.
I walk past ghosts with an easy grin,
Raise my glass to who I’ve been.
The old haunts don’t haunt me anymore.


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Verse 2

Passed the café where you called me “wild,”
Now the waitress says, “You look so mild.”
Funny how peace can change your face—
Turns the running into grace.

Graffiti fades on the record shop wall,
But I still see us, twenty and small.
We thought love was a war to win—
Now I know it’s a place to begin.


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Pre-Chorus

The rain taps soft on my coat tonight,
A rhythm steady, clean, and right.
The city hums, a familiar chord—
But I don’t tremble anymore.


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Chorus

The old haunts don’t haunt me anymore,
They’re just stories I lived once before.
I walk past ghosts with an easy grin,
Raise my glass to who I’ve been.
The old haunts don’t haunt me anymore.


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Bridge

I thought healing was a song that ends,
But it plays again in different friends.
Every laugh, every scar, every missed refrain—
They’re the notes that taught me how to stay.

(The strings swell softly; the bass keeps walking steady, like footsteps on wet pavement.)


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Final Chorus

The old haunts don’t haunt me anymore,
They’re postcards from a life I wore.
I bless the tears, I bless the floor—
Of every bar that kept me sure.
The old haunts don’t haunt me anymore.


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Outro

(Music fades to just bass and guitar.)
The jukebox hums, the streetlight glows,
I take the long way home—
And the city finally feels
like mine.

(A final brushed snare and upright bass note linger; the reverb carries her breath into silence.)


The Old Haunts

 I Don’t Kiss, I Claim

(Neo-soul / alt-R&B)

(Verse 1)
Your pulse trips when I say your name
You think it’s just the wine, but baby — it’s the flame
I don’t chase, I wait
Let the silence do the sinning while you hesitate

You’re the moth, I’m the match
Don’t you see that’s how desire traps?
You lean close like you’re asking permission
But I don’t kiss — I make decisions


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(Pre-Chorus)
My touch ain’t soft, it’s sovereign
My love don’t beg, it’s law
When I taste your breath, I’m signing
Every inch of who you are


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(Chorus)
I don’t kiss, I claim
Write my hunger on your skin like a name
You don’t fall, you fade
Into the heat I made
I don’t kiss — I claim


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(Verse 2)
You call it lust, I call it faith
I don’t play with hearts, I engrave
Your halo’s slipping, baby, let it
My kind of worship? You won’t forget it

Every sigh’s a vow I take
Every bruise a mark I make
You think surrender’s just a game —
but I don’t kiss, I claim


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(Bridge)
Say you want freedom — love, that’s cute
Freedom don’t hum when I play my flute
You can leave when your ghost’s untamed
Until then, remember who renamed you

(Background vocals whisper: “Claimed you, named you, made you mine…”)


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(Final Chorus – Slow Burn Outro)
I don’t kiss, I claim
Ain’t no mercy in the way I say your name
You don’t fade, you stay
In the smoke I made
I don’t kiss — I claim

(The last “claim” lingers like a velvet threat — reverb swelling, heartbeat fading into silence.)

I Don’t Kiss, I Claim

мрачновато-тревожный лоу-фай трек // dark and disturbing lo-fi track

It Wouldn't Be The Same

Theo Grey