"Those Two" is a playful, story-driven track about a dancer and a street boy who couldn't be more different - but somehow click. She’s grace and privilege. He’s grit and rhythm. And yet... there’s something in the air when they meet.

Driven by a tight 4/4 beat at 148 bpm, the song blends catchy hooks with lyrical storytelling, capturing that fleeting spark between opposites. A dance, a date, a night to remember - or forget?

Written and performed by @Ladat, "Those Two" is a tale of contrast, chemistry, and the kind of connection that makes no sense but feels just right.

Co-producer: Blaž Pavšič
Mixed and mastered @A7-Recording-Studio (www.a7recordingstudio.com/)

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Those Two

DEAD INSIDE

I wrote this song on a day when I was just thinking about saying "screw it all" and just hop in the car and start driving down the Eastern Coastline.  A few stops along the way just to dip my feet into the ocean maybe.  Run through a storm or two while thinking about what it would be like to just dance in that storm.  Daydreaming about good things but just driving without a care.  Sounded like a great idea so I made it a song.

Brian Keefe - Single - Dancing With The Lightning

Website

Easy (Instrumental)

Burning on the Inside

Tomorrow

Tomorrow (Extended)

Born on a Train

Let’s enjoy this night out,
Drink this poisoned cocktail,
I don’t have a cock but
At least I’m not in jail 

I grew up in a Kentucky dumpster with a bum on bumps and a bummer it was, sucks a gunner I was that fucked every summer and plucked every feather I’m nuts and the weather is fun and my guts are fantastic.  Elastic, your flaccid,  and rabid and rancid im Gina Da Lesbian showing her ass on acid to a fat chick who’s damaged from pork chops and inbalanced and tragic and challenged to manage the damage of her diet, your quiet and I’m a fucking riot.


I am Da Gina
I Like Vagina
I’m A Dike
With A Bike
Fresh as
North Carolina

I like to scissor chicks in winter kid so our legs light up like splinters you’ve never seen a fire start quicker than when I lick the whiskers.  I’m into big girls, lox pearls and smoke cigs, twirl my head around to scare squirrels I’m mad at the world and the world is a cartoon, looney and rude, hopelessly screwed but I chew off the dark thoughts, my titties are store bought, I shimmy shimmy cocoa puff to wherever the GOATS are cause ima hope star rhyming dope bars for everyone from the pentagon to the pope, rent an office and mope, the Pentecost can’t come soon enough.  I’m Gina Da Lesbian I’m from the moon and tough.


I am Da Gina
I Like Vagina
I’m A Dike
With A Bike
Fresh as
North Carolina

Gina Da Lesbian Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

Hi I’m high minded and high and I just sold blow to a blind kid who’s fine now he died wow I guess I’m the bad guy…

Call me the sad fry
Stuck at the bottom of the bag
Once dated a back
He hated my swag
But rated me 10
And he’s gay as shit 
But I am the man 
And all my Stans 
From to here to Japan 
Can adhere to the plan
Of clearing the damn 
Of fear and the sand 
Of time is a vagina 
And my rhymes are a fucking riot
Pirate of rhymes 
AN eyelid 
That doesn’t blink
A motherfucking ship that doesn’t sink 

But,

Like the Titanic
I panic 
When I see your face.
To speak?
Might manage 
I’m damaged,
But you bring me your healing grace.

As I walk this winding road
Flow so wet it could blind a toad 
I am from the bottom of the rope 
And I’m old and white
Like the pope 
And dikes can cope
If they don’t like me 
I like them anyway
Anyway I mean that
In a friendly way
I’m headed gay
Technically 
And make my errands  
Ethically 
I’m and eccentric
Eclectic electric
“Life partner”
That tries harder
Than 5 guys fries try 
to make your heart murmur. 
I’m a snot, non learned non learner, 
Burner that turns murder into mergers 
And deserves asperbergers and ass from girls
With sass that twirl on acid worlds fantastic drastic and pragmatic, going asthmatic this poems over babe hat trick


Like the Titanic
I panic 
When I see your face.
To speak?
Might manage 
I’m damaged,
But you bring me your healing grace.

Titanic

LoNe WolF - "Another World [Hype Mix]


Album: "Avant-Garde"[Deluxe Edition] (2026)


Mixed & Mastered By: LoNe WolF 




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Avant-Garde [Deluxe Edition]

Another World [Hype Mix]

Heavy as stone
The heart keeps on sinking 
Are you content to keep floating through the haze?
Cyberman
Stifled
Your blood is distilled under casings
Eyes become glazed. Dreams fading day by day
Cyberman

Can't you see, Cyberman
You've been gone for far too long, Cyberman
Now you're losing everything
Shed your circuitry. Ignore the Green.
Cyberman

Imagination negated by cold rules and logic
Poetry struck through by binary pressure within
Cyberman
Music: The victim of your phantom struggle
The clacking distracting the flow of ideas
You won't find progressions in programs and methods
You can't find the rhythm in hard drive rotations

Can't you see, Cyberman
You've been gone for far too long, Cyberman
Now you're losing everything
Shed your circuitry. Ignore the Green.
Cyberman

You know deep down what you need to do
Cut the cords that are binding you

Free your mind and open up
Cast Aside
Embrace The Light

Cyberman

Voice Of Cain

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