jam / bounce

LOS TETAS - VEN A BAILAR

bass rearranged from walk on the wild side by lou reed

written and produced by George van den Broek

You Are Nothing That I Can't Get Over

BERLIN

video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjlTOqagjuY
prod. by Gus
master by Conrad Magabo

wheres your rosey rush?
now babe i think ive lost my touch
why wont you open up your reins?
amour, i hope for trust
 
astray, i search upon the storm
she told me all my worth is worn
 
where i lay ill wake for you
stuck and stray ill wait for you
 
love.
i might girl i may
love.
if you hold my hand with grace
 
i miss your golden grin
now love is lost and sought for him
i wish for cold these flames will smolder
peace runs oftly thin
 
under my skin
i seek to live
 
where i lay ill wake for you
stuck and stray ill wait for you
 
love.
i might girl i may
love.
if you hold my hand with grace
 
love.

video

Moodna, Once With Grace

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Without Thinking Of You

Lucas Tamaren - Vocals, Guitar
Logan Kane - Bass
Paul Cornish - Keyboards
Henry Was - Drums, Percussion, Production, Mixing/Mastering
Henry Solomon - Baritone Saxophone, Flute, Clarinet
JJ Kirkpatrick - Trumpet

I'm Too Funky

A Little While

Intro

People

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Made the ultimate weed smoking song w my man ProbCause. We wrote it on 420 so u know it's official 😁 

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Idilio (Cuco Peña). recorded Live at The Strathmore Center for The Performing Arts. N Bethesda. USA

Idilio

All music and lyrics written, performed and produced by Emile van Dango.

Dreaming about her
Dripping pendulum curls 
That pull at your world
As your minds swim together
The dark of your night cannot douse out the light
That shines on the Heather

I melt at the sight that bleeds crude,
And divine,
And spits life on the ashes
I’ll take what I can before I wake up,
Then I’ll leave forever.
It’s a routine delay that I always replay
And place on display.
It’s my calling card when I’m falling apart.

Moonlight trickles through the shutters.
Subtle, dim lit appeal
Flickers hints over contours
And leaves me in tatters
“I’ll bare all the scars”, the final remarks
Of a man at his limits.
The sugared scent of desire, leaks fuel in the fire
And fogs up perceptions,

Cue the hazy hum that grips at your lungs
Like it’s begging you for something
To cave, 
Or to remain the pristine young slave
To the draw of lightning
It gets harder to shake
With no moves left to make.

Sermon on Desire

Ain't Gonna Call

French Kicks - Sex Tourists presented by Aesthetes Anonymous

French Kicks - Sex Tourists

Mopedbart

originally released on CULTURE DEALER in 2011

RUN DMT - ROMANTIC (DREAMS CASSETTE)

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