Tate McRae - Young And Stupid (Unreleased)

Tate McRae - Like That

Tate McRae - Collide (IUTTICF Outtake)

Tate McRae- Love Bug

Listen to So Close To What TATE MCRAE Unreleased playlist on SoundCloud
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This is sped up of Tate McRae's song. This is not my song and I don't get any money of it. All rights goes to owner

Don't Ask Don't Tell — Tate McRae(sped up)

Listen to So Close To What TATE MCRAE Unreleased playlist on SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/gBZdOUajzTXKoyYuih

Break Up Reasons

Favorite One (Tate McRae Unreleased)

I'm Tired Of Me Too (See It Now)

Sable Fever

Before the sound, before the light, inside
A steady warmth, a gentle tide, inside
No edges yet, no wrong or right, inside
Just being held without a sign, inside

A rhythm slow beneath the skin, inside
A quiet breath I’m breathing in, inside
No name to wear, no place to hide, inside
Only a calm I can’t deny, inside

No words to learn
No need to know
Something old
Something slow

Take me back to where I start
Soft and open, no hard parts
No defense, no fear to prove
Just the calm I’m moving through

Every land, every face, inside
Carries traces of that place, inside
Different skies, the same embrace, inside
A shared beginning time can’t erase, inside

We learn to stand, we learn to break, inside
But under all the noise we make, inside
That first stillness stays awake, inside

Take me back to where I start
Soft and open, no hard parts
No defense, no fear to prove
Just the calm I’m moving through

When the world is sharp and loud
When I feel too far from ground
There’s a memory without a name
Calling me back the same

Take me back to where I start
Soft and open, no hard parts
No defense, no fear to prove
Just the calm I’m coming through

If I’m lost or out of time
I return without a sign
To the place before the divide
Where everything was inside

🤍 “Inside” 🤍
A quiet reflection on the earliest sense of safety shared by all humanity.
Before language, identity, or memory, there is warmth, rhythm, and calm.
This song traces that nameless origin we all carry within us.
Not a story of the past, but a feeling that still breathes inside the present. 🌙

Inside

Lyrics

They say it’s self-destruction.
But no one ever asks why it feels familiar.

He walks the road that already broke him once,
Calls it bad luck, never calls it choice.
Every warning sign gets folded into fate,
Every open door feels suspiciously fake.

She lights the fire, then flinches at the flame,
Says “that’s just life,” like pain’s her given name.
They swear they’re searching, swear they want release,
But every step toward light makes them uneasy.

Is it desire — or fear with better timing?
Is it strength, or just damage in disguise?
If the dark’s predictable, at least it’s kind
To the parts of them that already died.

Do their demons love them — or do they love their demons?
Why does falling feel honest while healing feels treason?
Does the soul enjoy the terror, the tightening chest,
Or is fear just the only thing it’s ever met?

Do the demons know their names…
Or were they taught to stay?

They call it truth when it’s trauma rehearsed,
Call it depth when peace feels worse.
They sabotage calm ‘cause calm asks why,
And answers mean letting the past die.

Every mirror becomes a silent threat,
Every chance to rise feels like a bet.
They’d rather burn slow where the rules are known
Than stand in the light feeling overexposed.

Is the spiral a craving or learned behavior?
Is descent mistaken for flavour?
If love never wounded, would they trust its sound —
Or run back to the pain that won’t let them down?

Do their demons love them — or do they love their demons?
Why does chaos feel safer than being seen?
Is the soul addicted to proving it survives,
Or terrified of a gentler kind of alive?

Do the demons keep them brave…
Or just keep them unchanged?

Maybe the soul doesn’t crave the fall.
Maybe it’s never known light at all.
If fear was the language that taught them to cope,
Then peace feels like losing the rope.

And pain becomes proof they’re still real,
While healing feels like something they don’t deserve to feel.

What if demons aren’t evil inside,
Just signals saying there’s another side?
What if the descent was never the aim,
Just the cost of mistaking fear for a name?

They don’t think the soul enjoys the suffering.
They think it stayed there
Because it didn’t know
Anything else was real.

Tate McRae - Like That

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