Maumma

Wollt ihr euch das Leben nehmen? Das ist der Sound für euren Selbstmord!!

Do u wanna kill urself? This is the soundtrack for suicide!!

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by Simranjeet

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TAKE ME HOME TO HEAVEN
OR GIVE ME MY TRUE DREAM REALITY LIFE
by Brent James Schoning

Take Me Home to Heaven or Give Me My True Dream Reality Life is an album born from longing—the honest, human desire to belong somewhere that feels safe, meaningful, and real. It is not a demand, not a prayer for escape, and not a declaration of entitlement. It is a question asked through music: What does home truly mean, and how do we recognize it when we feel it?

At its heart, this album explores “heaven” as a state of coherence, not a distant place. Heaven here represents moments of peace, clarity, love, and purpose—those rare intervals when life feels aligned and the inner noise quiets. The “true dream reality life” is not fantasy, but the version of existence where creativity, dignity, and connection are allowed to flourish without constant resistance.

This album lives in the space between exhaustion and hope. It acknowledges the weight of effort, the feeling of being out of place, and the deep wish for relief—not through disappearance, but through arrival. The music does not deny struggle; it holds it gently, allowing it to soften rather than harden.

Sonically, the album is expansive, emotional, and cinematic. Warm pads and evolving textures create a sense of open sky and distant horizons. Melodies rise slowly, carrying vulnerability without collapse. Rhythms are measured and steady, grounding the listener while leaving room to breathe. Basslines provide reassurance rather than pressure, like a steady hand guiding you forward.

The album unfolds like a journey inward. Early tracks carry yearning—spacious, reflective, and tender. There is a sense of searching, of calling out into the unknown. Mid-album compositions introduce movement and structure, suggesting choice and intention returning to the body. Later tracks open into luminous soundscapes that feel resolved without finality. This is not an ending—it is a resting place.

Production throughout the album emphasizes softness, depth, and space. Silence is used as comfort rather than absence. Transitions are fluid, reinforcing the idea that home is not reached through force, but through gradual alignment. Nothing shocks. Nothing rushes. The music trusts the listener to arrive in their own time.

Symbolically, Take Me Home to Heaven or Give Me My True Dream Reality Life speaks to the universal need for belonging. It reframes “home” as an inner condition created through honesty, self-respect, and connection. The album suggests that when reality feels hostile or unreal, the task is not to disappear—but to reclaim authorship of one’s life, one breath, one moment at a time.

There is tenderness in this work. It allows vulnerability without collapsing into despair. It allows hope without denying complexity. The music stands beside the listener rather than pulling them somewhere else. It does not promise salvation. It offers companionship.

This album adapts to moments of quiet listening, reflection, night-time contemplation, or emotional processing. It is music for those who are tired of pretending they are fine, and ready to feel what is true without judgment.

Take Me Home to Heaven or Give Me My True Dream Reality Life does not ask for miracles.
It asks for alignment.

Music as refuge.
Music as truth.
Music as a place to rest and remember who you are.

This is not an escape.
It is a return—
to feeling,
to presence,
to the possibility that home is something we build
by staying.

Visionary (1)

Vocals by 9INETY2WO
Written & Recorded by 9INETY2WO
Produced by RJ Pasin, siem spark & neverforever
Mixed & Mastered by 9INETY2WO

~lyrics~

Speedin down the highway (uh)
I'ma do it my way (uh)
Do a show on Friday (uh)
At the crib on molly
Yeah bitch I'm kickin back
In the scat pack
And I'm with my friends
Sparking up yeah we pass that
I always think done with before
But I'm not past that
It keeps creeping up
Whenever I'm unexpecting

Rocking cartier frames (frames)
Yeah it's my birthday (birthday)
I may not be perfect (perfect)
But today I'll forget that
Yeah I'm 18
18
18
18
18
18
Yeah I'm waiting for someone to save me

And lately
All these eddies got me feelin really hazy
Time been flying yeah this shit is really crazy
Stacking bands up in my bank has been amazing
I get what I want and I don't need to say please
Do not worry bout my safety
I can handle shit myself yeah I can face it
This just comes with the dreams that I'm chasing
I'm ok with sacrifice long as I make it, woah
I'm gon be a goat
But that is a fact that I think everyone has known
I cannot let the stress take my neck and choke it
Cause if I did I and everything would be broken, yeah

Rocking cartier frames (frames)
Yeah it's my birthday (birthday)
I may not be perfect (perfect)
But today I'll forget that
Yeah I'm 18
18
18
18
18
18
Yeah I'm waiting for someone to save me

I couldn't tell if you said we were going
I couldn't tell no
I was driving in the rain
Almost ended the pain
But instead I embraced
I embraced
I embraced
I embraced
I embraced
I erased
I erased
The memories
The memories
Remember me when I leave
The memories
The memories
Remember me when I leave
Remember me (Ha)

It was out of my control
I've never been so alone
I wanna freeze in the cold
Oh
Don't you wait up on me
I hope you're free
I hope you'll see
The light
Hope you're doin alright
Hope you're doin just fine
I shouldn't have on that night

I was driving in the rain
Almost ended the pain
But instead I embraced
I embraced
I embraced
I embraced
I embraced
I erased
I erased
The memories
The memories
Remember me when I leave
The memories
The memories
Remember me when I leave
Ha

I'll admit it
I'm scared
Terrified
I'm not sure what the future holds for me
But that thought of not knowing scares me
What if I don't make it?
What if I turn out as some pathetic loser who should've listened to himself when he had the chance?
Or what if I'm just not good enough?
Y'know um I mean I say these things but
Just know that I'm never going to let go
But sometimes I wish I could
Wouldn't it feel better? I tell myself
What if I did kill myself in 2021?
But out of everything
That thought scares me the most

imperfection (RJ Pasin + siem spark + neverforever)

A new track from Avaron Music. Genre: Synthwave. 

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