Wildfire

Holding Back

Only You

Lyrics:
Don't want the world to know I'm by myself
Don't want the world to know I'm on your shelf
But if you want to try at all

Stay for the night, tell you why nothing's right if you're gone
Stay for the night, if it's all a lie, I wouldn't mind if you're wrong
Stay for the night, we've been alright for so long
There's no coloring around us anymore
You either know or you don't

Don't want the world to know what makes me weak
Don't want the world to know that side of me
When I never even leave

Stay for the night, tell you why nothing's right if you're gone
Stay for the night, if it's all a lie, I wouldn't mind if you're wrong
Stay for the night, we've been alright for so long
There's no coloring around us anymore
You either know or you don't

Don't try your best to stall

Stay for the night, tell you why nothing's right if you're gone
Stay for the night, if it's all a lie, I wouldn't mind if you're wrong
Stay for the night, we've been alright for so long
There's no coloring around us anymore
You either know or you don't

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Music and Lyrics by Kevin Garrett
Produced by Jeremy McDonald
Co-Produced by Kevin Garrett
Engineered by Oliver Straus
Assisted by Kevin Germain
Mixed by Ryan Gilligan
Mastered by Joe LaPorta
Artwork by Kelly Garrett

Coloring

Searching

Searching For A Feeling

Grows Old

"Cold War" - Written + Produced by Cautious Clay 
MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_9IRTxaFbo&lc=z23cwzdynlbkcbk4h04t1aokgailrc34lv3ksgmr5cyxbk0h00410

instagram.com/cautiousxclay
twitter.com/Cautiousclayton
facebook.com/cautiousclayofficial

Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/track/021txSheRym293iUdf6vPZ?si=tvUA4Olr

Youtube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tx-FwthcHBU&t=4s

Big thanks to @lean-quatifah + Daniel Powers for the Art/Photography

Additional guitar parts @nathanfeler

Mastered by: @nickmakestunes

 

Lyrics:
Yellow tinted lenses and a pink gelato 
Fallin out the window hit me back tomorrow 
We'll always been the one Tough act to follow 
Cus we Aiming for the stars with a point and hallow

I'm feeling my songs mocking jokes carols
I started this job selling rocks and arrows
(You know they) only swipe right if fuck for follows 
Welcome to the days of the broke and shallow

But if we just spoke, like we meant it 
Would you reference 
This open part of me

The minute I know , the time we spent in
Came corrected
In my anatomy

matter over mind if we being honest 
But you Wonder though ya thoughts like a broken promise
In it for the monetary growth of power 
But we Divided to the bottom of this whisky sour

So just Leave it on the table if ya hot & bothered 
(And) Tell me if you mean to baby's who's the father 
Stories of a land you divide and conquer 
(You really) showing me the meaning of losing offer ...

But if we (just) spoke, like we meant it 
Would you reference 
This open part of me

(The) minute I know , (the) time we spent in
Came corrected
In my anatomy

Cold War

Written & Produced by Cautious Clay

instagram.com/cautiousxclay
twitter.com/Cautiousclayton
facebook.com/cautiousclayofficial

Youtube link:
https://youtu.be/jbvCo4ws6u8

"Blood Type"

First verse:
Cynicism in the face of
Love I'm Insecure
Stigmatism in the chase
for worth I need more
Left right brain
Attitude memories on the floor
Cus we all made do for the
Clear cutted !!

Red tape and the medial gauze 
Put out for less
This passion to cover my flaws
And pass the rest
We strike gold in mysterious ways
Cause we all gotta be cold blooded!!

Chorus:
Yeaah been Fuckin around
But if I couldn't handle this crown
How would You make good on your word to my face

Sold in the back of my mind
high praise we takin our time
It's worth every minute of mine
In this space

So we stay up...
My head all good but my body's in shambles

No pay cuts...
To the love of my life yea I wish I was stable

Second verse:
Show worth every day of my life
I'm Burning ou
Cold calls in the name of this price
Without a doubt

I stay humble in the words that I'm given

There's nothing else I can do....

Type A but You gotta B right I must be lost
Same shit cus you wanna impress at any cost

But we strike gold in mysterious ways

Sometimes we all gotta be gold blooded

Chorus:
Yeaah been Fuckin around
But if I couldn't handle this crown
How would You make good on your word to my face

Sold in the back of my mind
high praise we takin our time
It's worth ever every minute of mine
In this space

So we stay up...
My head all good but my body's in shambles

No pay cuts...
To the love of my life yea I wish I was stable

Searching For A Feeling

Thirdstory