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Years and Years

Part of the psychedelic blues lo-fi rock opera The Singing Shadow of Seville, this track reflects Lola’s imprisoned dreams of freedom. Inspired by Jim Morrison’s mystic poetry, it blends psychedelic rock, raw blues, and lo-fi textures with a cinematic edge. Dive into Lola’s rebellion and feel her eternal flame.
Mood: Introspective, Haunting.

Step into the haunting world of The Singing Shadow of Seville, a psychedelic blues lo-fi rock opera chronicling the life of Lola, a fearless medieval Spanish thief. From her free-spirited gypsy roots in Seville's alleys to the daring theft of a royal amulet, her journey ends on the scaffold—yet her soul sings eternally. Inspired by the mystic poetry of Jim Morrison, this 9-track saga blends psychedelic rock, raw blues, and lo-fi textures with cinematic depth. Immerse yourself in Lola’s rebellion, love her defiance, and feel the eternal flame of her legacy.

The Singing Shadow of Seville (psychedelic blues lo-fi rock opera)

Song 5_ _Dungeon Dreams_ (Imprisonment and Reflection)

LYRICS:
Hey, this is a story I hate
And telling it might make me break
But I'll tell it anyway

This chapter's about
How you said there was nobody else
Then you got up and went to her house
You guys always left me out

I still have 
The letter you wrote
When you told me 
That I was the only girl

You'd ever want in your life
I guess my friends were right

Each day goes by and each night I cry
Somebody saw you with her last night
You gave me your word
"Don't worry 'bout her"
You might love her now
But you loved me first
Said you'd never hurt me
But here we are

Oh, you swore on every star...

How could you be so reckless 
With my heart?

You check in and out
Of my heart like a hotel
And she must be perfect
Oh well-
I hope you both go to hell

I still have the letter wrote
When you told me 
That I was the only girl
You'd ever want in your life
I guess my friends were right

Each day goes by and each night I cry
Somebody saw you with her last night
You gave me your word
"Don't worry 'bout her"
You might love her now
But you loved me first
Said you'd never hurt me
But here we are 

Oh, you swore on every star
How could you be so reckless 
With my heart?

How could you be so reckless?

With someone's heart

How could you be so reckless...

with someone's heart

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RECKLESS | Madison Beer | Indie Dream Folk Edition

"shut down the static, kill the feed, and feel something real again"
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LYRICS:
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KILL THE NOISE — 
DA BUZZ
KILL THE NOISE —
DA BUZZ
KILL THE NOISE —
DA BUZZ

DA BUZZ

Screen’s too bright, mind’s too dark
Sinking in static, losing the spark

Digital Burst
KILL THE NOISE 
DA BUZZ, DA BUZZ

KILL THE NOISE 
DA BUZZ, DA BUZZ

Screen in my face, screen in my mind
No room left to dream or unwind
Static breathes through every vein
Information drip drives me insane

Wires tighten / I can’t breathe
Every click’s a micro-bleed
Toxic echo feeds the void
Living dead but barely employed

Buy this car-
da buzz 
Buy that house- 
da buzz 

Rip it up, wipe it off
Shove it down- 
DA BUZZ 

Kill the noise, kill the feed
Simplify — that’s what we need
Drop the act, quit the game
Seek yourself / break the chain

da buzz, da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise — da buzz, da buzz
Kill the noise — da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise 
da buzz, da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise — da buzz, da buzz
Kill the noise 
da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise
da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise

Streaming live / half-alive
Eyes burn blue / just to survive
Greed on loop, lust on tap
Click my sin into the data trap

Virtual friends with hollow hearts
Factory dreams, plastic arts
Burn it down, set it free
Melt the code / rebirth me

Hold a lover, kiss a face
Some human grace 
A real-world place
Make the soul breathe again 
Disconnect 
Live again

Get out! Get out!
Kill the feed!

Get out! Get out!
Da buzz bleeds!

Kill the noise, kill the feed
Simplify — that’s what we need
Drop the act, quit the game
Seek yourself / break the chain

Kill the noise, kill the feed
Simplify — that’s what we need
Drop the act, quit the game
Seek yourself / break the chain

Noise — 
da buzz, da buzz
Kill the noise — 
da buzz, da buzz
Kill the game — 
da buzz

Kill the noise — 
da buzz, da buzz, da buzz

Kill the noise

Kill the noise

da buzz, da buzz...

da buzz

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KILL THE NOISE (DA BUZZ)

LYRICS:
Darkened ghosts are moving  
In the shadows of my head  
I’m chasing down the rhythm  
Of the words I never said  

No chemicals, no wires  
Just rituals and fire  
Balancing on tightropes  
Strung a thousand meters higher  

Damn the rain  
That falls down  
Inside my brain  

Wish it could  
Take away  
And cool my pain  

But it won’t — so I cry
To release these scars inside  
Every wound becomes a wire  
Feeding back my manic choir  

BIPOLAR — CONTROLLER
Hands shake 
Mind takes over

BIPOLAR — CONTROLLER
Switch flips 
I’m the operator

Switch flips — I’m the operator

Breathing like a metronome  
Counting in the dark  
Every beat a tether line  
Every thought a spark  

I dance against the spiral  
I bargain with the night  
I’m programming my chaos  
Till the patterns glitch and bite  

The floor becomes my medicine  
The strobe’s my fractured guide  
A Saturday repeating  
Keeps the storm a step outside  

But it won’t — so I cry
To release these scars inside  
Every wound becomes a wire  
Feeding back my manic choir  

BIPOLAR — CONTROLLER
Hands shake 
Mind takes over 

BIPOLAR — CONTROLLER 
Switch flips 
I’m the operator

Switch flips — I’m the operator 

Ha!
Switch in my skull got a short in the core  
Static in my logic, can’t mute the war  
I calibrate chaos, I’m wired to the floor  
Every thought that I fight just asks for more  

Doctor, doctor, fix my head!  
He said, “Ride the wave instead”  
So I surf through the noise
Through the static dread  
Half alive, half divine
Half misread  

Controller… 
Controller…  
Hands shake 
Mind takes over  

Controller… 
Controller…  
I won’t drown 
I’m the operator  

Switch flips!  
Controller in my grip!  
Switch flips
But I still make it stick

Switch flips!  
Controller in my grip!  
Switch flips
But I still make it...

BIPOLAR
CONTROLLER

BIPOLAR
CONTROLLER

I’m not broken 
I’m rewired
Every scar 
Becomes the choir!  

BIPOLAR
CONTROLLER

BIPOLAR
CONTROLLER

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BIPOLER CONTROLLER

LYRICS:
I lit a candle on my windowsill  
The city hums beneath the dark  

I write to no one in particular  
But I hope someone will hear this heart  

Shadows stretch across the pavement wet  
Each step I take
I almost forget  

I trace the corners of our faded frames  
Memories hang like stars in broken skies  

I speak to the empty chair across the table  
Hoping your voice
Will answer my silent cries  

The world moves softly
Gentle yet unkind  
I fold my quiet thoughts 
And leave the rest behind  

I fold my fears 
Into paper wings  
Send them drifting 
Where no one sees  

Maybe someone
Maybe no one
Will read -
The words I whisper 
Into the evening breeze  

This is my letter to nobody  
A confession in ink and sigh  

If anyone finds it
I hope they know me  
Or at least hear me cry  

Softly I break 
And softly I mend  
Writing to the void
Until the end  

I held a picture against my chest  
Felt the warmth of what we were
So small  

I hum a tune my mother once sang  
Both comfort -
And the melancholy in the melody  

Friends drift past 
Like shadows on a street  
I smile
But it’s fragile
Bittersweet  

Maybe tomorrow 
The stars will answer  
Maybe tomorrow 
I'll write 
Less sad lines  

For now, I fold my heart into this page  
A solitary echo in endless time  

This is my letter 
To nobody  
A confession in ink and sigh  

If anyone finds it
I hope they know me  
Or at least hear me cry  

Softly I break 
And softly I mend  
Writing to the void
Until the end  

And if you’re listening somewhere  
Know I’m here
Quietly breathing  

This letter to nobody  
Is my truth
Softly leavin'

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LETTER TO NOBODY

F L A V O R B O M B, a dynamic five-piece K-pop group known for their vibrant, mixed-gender lineup and a signature hyper-pop sound, the band quickly carved out a unique space in the industry. Their music is characterized by high-energy beats, glitchy synths, and rapid-fire vocals, all woven together to create a sensory overload of sound💥
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LYRICS:
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Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em  
렛미 톡투음, 렛미 톡투음  
Let me talk to 'em, let me talk to 'em  

Let it ring  
렛잇 링  
Let it s-t-r-i-n-g

Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm  
흠~ 음~ 음~ 음~ 음~ 음~  

Let me talk to 'em  
렛미 톡투음  
Let me talk to 'em

Come on  
Come on
컴온

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack 
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go
This crazy all night spendin' my dough

Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinkin' X and O

Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa
Did I think I see shawty get low?
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm makin' it snow

Work the pole, I got the bank roll
I'ma say that I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me, I gave her mo'
Cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes
She had them...

She had them
Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur 
The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home?
My jeans full of guap and they ready for shones

Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy groan
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack c'mon, two stacks c'mon
Three stacks c'mon, now that's three grand

What, you think I'm playin', baby girl?
I'm the man, I invented rubber bands
That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was over, that Henny and Cola
Got me like a soldier, she ready for Rover
I couldn't control her
So lucky oh me, I was just like a clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her
Like a pornography poster
She showed her...

Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur 
The whole club was lookin' at her

She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

Whoa, shawty
Yeah she was worth the money
Lil' mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got her them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that

I was on it, sexy woman
Let me showin' and made me want it
Two in the mornin', I'm zonin'
And them Rosay bottles foamin'
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal was fly 
Just like my Glock

Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack 
She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know
Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low 

Come on!

Come on!

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APPLE BOTTOM JEANS | feat. FLAVORBOMB

TRIPLE ICE is a fierce, all-female K-pop trio turning up the temperature on hyper-pop and EDM. Known for their electrifying dance performances and signature mashups of songs featuring the word “ice,” they mix playful coolness with blistering energy.
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LYRICS:
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Snow cone, chilly
Get it free like Willy
In the jeans like Billie
You be poppin' like a wheelie

Even in the sun
You know I keep it icy
You could take a lick
But it's too cold to bite me

​Yo VIP, let's kick it
Ice, ice baby

​Alright stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly

Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights
And I'll glow
​To the extreme
I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage 
And wax a chump like a candle

Dance, go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain 
Like a poisonous mushroom

​Deadly
When I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony

Love it or leave it, you better gangway
You better hit bull's eye, the kid don't play
If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

​You're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our love
​You never take advice
Someday you'll pay the price, I know

​I've seen it before
It happens all the time
You're closing the door
You leave the world behind
You're digging for gold
You're throwing away
A fortune in feelings
But someday you'll pay

​You're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our love
​You want paradise
But someday you'll pay the price, I know

Look so good, yeah, look so sweet
Looking good enough to eat
Coldest with the kiss
So he call me ice cream
Catch me in the fridge 
Right where the ice be

Look so good, yeah, look so sweet
Baby, you deserve a treat
Diamonds on my wrist 
So he call me ice cream
You could double dip 
Cuz I know you like me

Ice cream, chillin', chillin'
Ice cream, chillin'
Ice cream, chillin', chillin'
Ice cream, chillin'

Yo, now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in
And the Vegas are pumping

Quick to the point, to the point, no faking
Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon

Burning them
If you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll
It's time to go solo

Rollin' in my 5.0
With my rag-top down 
So my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Wavin' just to say "Hi"
"Did you stop?" 
No, I just drove by

Kept on, pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left
And I'm heading to the next block
The block was dead, yo
So I continued to A1A 
Beachfront Avenue

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a gauge
And Vanilla with a nine

Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill 
Because they're full of eight ball
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells

Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car
Slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper
The avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away 
Before the jackers jack

Police on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed me up
Confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

​You're as cold as ice
You're willing to sacrifice our love
​You want paradise
But someday you'll pay the price, I know

​I've seen it before
It happens all the time
You're closing the door
You leave the world behind
You're digging for gold
You're throwing away
A fortune in feelings
But someday you'll pay

As cold as ice
As cold as ice 
As cold as ice 
​Cold as ice to me

You're as cold as ice 
You're as cold as ice 
You're as cold as ice

Ice, Ice baby

Na, na-na, na-na
Na, na-na, na-na

Ice on my wrist
Yeah, I like it like this
And I'm nice with the cream
If you know what I mean

Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream

Ice! Cold!

Cold as ice...
ICY

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TRIPLE ICE | 'ICE COLD'

KidZ BOP 1984 – “RELAX” 
(Frankie Goes to Hollywood)
In one of the strangest entries in the KidZ BOP library, “RELAX” stands as the holy grail of lost children’s pop. Supposedly recorded in late 1984 — years before KidZ BOP formally existed — this “prototype” version was an earnest attempt to make cutting-edge New Wave fun and family-friendly. Producers reportedly stripped out “the weird adult stuff,” then added a Motown children’s choir...
But history was not ready. Even without the risqué subtext, parents of the Reagan era were deeply confused by 12-year-olds chanting “Relax, don’t do it!” over throbbing synths and questionable lyrics. The track was shelved indefinitely. Only in recent years has a master cassette resurfaced, reigniting debate about whether this was an innocent sing-along gone wrong — or the most hilariously misguided pop cover in children’s music history.
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LYRICS:
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Hey
Ho
Oh, Woah...
Yeah

Now!

Relax don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come

Relax don't do it
When you want to - hah
When you want to come

Relax don't do it
When you want to to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come

Relax don't do it
When you want to suck to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come

Come-oh 

But shoot it in the right direction
Make making it your intention

Ooh yeah

Live those dreams
Scheme those schemes
Got to hit me
Hit me
Hit me with those laser beams

I'm coming
I'm coming

Yeah
Yeah

Relax don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come

Relax don't do it
When you want to suck to it
Relax don't do it 
When you want to come
When you want to come

When you want to come

Come
Huh

Get it up!

The scene of love
Oh feel it

Relax
High
Higher

Higher
Higher

Hey-
Hey

Pray
Oh, pray!

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MISGUIDED KidZ BOP | 'RELAX' | 1984 | ORIGINAL RECORDING

A haunted sailor returns from centuries of war to find a new kind of storm — a world of rhythm and rage that mirrors the chaos in his mind. SLIPKNOT PIRATE is less a man than a state of being: the moment when trauma meets noise, when the ocean inside you finally answers back.
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LYRICS:
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Black tide, cold steel
I crawl from the grave

Salt on my tongue
Still hearing the waves  

The sea is a scar 
I can’t erase
But the air ashore has the same old taste 

Engines roar like cannon fire
Iron birds scream through the sky
I smell blood in this new choir 
And the noise don’t lie
The noise don’t lie  

I was forged by storm and steel
Now I bleed through distortion
Raise the flag of feedback high 

Slipknot Pirate
Born to die

The waves still crash inside my head
But the noise brings life 
To the dead

Crowds like a tide, they don’t see my scars  
Rust on my coat, rope burns in my arms 
A radio screams from a truck nearby 
And the world ignites 
I’m alive, I’m alive 

Drums like thunder from below
Voices rage in undertow
I drop my blade
I take the vow
My ship is gone 
My faith is sound

I was forged by storm and steel
Now I bleed through distortion
Raise the flag of feedback high 

Slipknot Pirate
Born to die

The sea still claws beneath my skin
But the noise drags me back again

“Captain… come home…”  
Your cannons are rust
Your flags are torn
Your ocean’s gone
But I was reborn

Storms obey the downbeat 
Now my curse is rhythm 
My oath is sound

Sails of feedback, ropes of flame
Every raindrop knows my name
I trade my ship for a wall of noise
And drown in the joy 
I never had

Slipknot Pirate 
Cutlass of sound
Captain of chaos
Unbound

The sea is over...

The storm remains

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SLIPKNOT PIRATE

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Song 5_ _Dungeon Dreams_ (Imprisonment and Reflection)

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