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oooo this one 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨goes hard

would love to collab on a beat like this. Love the chill underwater vibe

Beats from the streets Rock Orchestra Version


When I told you that I loved you 
and i can’t live without you
Then we lay down and I’ll hold you 
and I”ll put a rose in your hair
So live and let live
And carry on   
We’ll keep on going
I will stay strong

Carry On

"Odessa 2075" is a futuristic, dystopian pop story – a youth tale about life, loss, and awakening in the city of Odessa in the year 2075.

[Verse 1]
The harbor sleeps beneath the drones,
rusted ships with silver bones.
Children trade their names for bread,
but who remembers what was said?

A woman hums in static rain,
her voice repeats a long-lost pain.
Was she ever real, or just a sound?
Can silence ever be found?

[Chorus]
Odessa 2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

[Verse 2]
A boy builds wings from broken code,
his faith a glitch, his heart a node.
He flies above the temple’s ash, 
but where do fallen angels crash?

[Chorus]
Odessa  2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

[Bridge]
In the opera house of zeroes,
a child replays the end.
Was this the fall of Eden,
or just a way to mend?

And in the hush between two beats,
a question starts to rise,
if every sin was born from love,
then who decides what dies?

[Verse 3]
The satellites hum psalms of steel, 
I wonder if they feel what’s real. 
Can prayers be sent through fractured air, 
and who’s still listening there?

[Chorus]
Odessa 2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

[Outro – Bridge]
In the opera house of zeroes,
a child replays the end.
Was this the fall of Eden,
or just a way to mend?

And in the hush between two beats,
a question starts to rise,
if every sin was born from love,
then who decides what dies?

[Outro – Chorus]
Odessa  2075,
where the lost pretend to be alive.
Ashes speak in tongues of gold,
waiting for the dream to come alive.

Odessa 2075 [Extended Version]

The last evening of October
Vampires drink tomato juice
The moon sets on the fishing line
Whomever they wanted to scare, he didn't come

All the colors of death on their faces
And scars – not sparing makeup
The night darkens
The light fades
And darkness dances among us

All evil has crawled to the surface
And celebrates its terrible feast
Here the devil has defeated God!
Let them carry out all the saints...
Let them carry out all the saints

The last evening of October
Vampires drink tomato juice
The moon sets on the fishing line
Whomever they wanted to scare, he didn't come

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последний вечер октября
вампиры пьют томатный сок
на леске опускается луна
кого хотели напугать - Тот не пришёл

все краски смерти на лице
и шрамы - грима не щадя
чернеет ночь
погашен Свет
и тьма танцует между нас

вся нечесть вылезла наверх
и празднует свой страшный пир
здесь дьявол бога
победил!
пускай выносят всех святых.. 

последний вечер октября
вампиры пьют томатный сок
на леске опускается луна
кого хотели напугать - Тот не пришёл

antihalloween

Nostalgia Lane

#newmusic #logic #femalerapper #summer2026

Diamonds

Did you ever fear the blank page ? i often do !

Shut up and play !

When doubt suddenly grips me
a blank page
not a single note
my head falters
and then everything freezes

When suddenly the desire eludes me
I can't find the words for my chords
there's no point in lying to myself

Then comes
despair
I can't even move my fingers anymore
I'm really just doing anything
but sometimes I still hear a little voice
that near me
whispers softly
Shut up and play!

When giving it all up is tempting
yes, it's silly
I agree
but I can't help it when it haunts me
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Tais Toi Et Joue ! (Translated)

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Baby what you wonna do

Everybody longs for somebody or something.

Longing (Stellar Sound Instrumental)

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Jake creates sounds that make pigeons dance and raccoons apply for mortgages.

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