Indie chill pop rock. Smooth, lounge, sensual, catchy, low-key & ...Indie chill pop rock. Smooth, lounge, sensual, catchy, low-key & cool. Female / male vocal (love lyrics). Guitar & drum. For indie movie, teenager, commercial & romance.歌词
So soft the kiss
Of your loving lips Heavenly bliss Don’t need more than this
I was fine, you were there Coming out from nowhere I was sure you’d be mine Until maybe the end of time
My hands on your shoulders waiting for dawn Then my hands on your hips dancing till dawn
On a summer ride With you by my side The summer taste On your sun kissed skin
I was fine, you were there Coming out from nowhere I was sure you’d be mine Until maybe the end of time
My hands on your shoulders waiting for dawn Then my hands on your hips dancing till dawn
She knows all about hearts,
And I believe it's true
There's no doubt in this love
She believes it too
Two, inside of a chest
Apart from the rest
There's no way to back down,
will you make it cruel ?
REFRAIN
I want a fresh start
I'm on a new start
I wanna leave the ground
The rest is up to you
She knows all about me
I believe it's true
When I tell my story
She believes it too
Two, inside of a chest
Apart from the rest
There's no way to back down,
will you make it cruel ?
Serene, meaningful, touching. Hang drum plays out a searching ...Serene, meaningful, touching. Hang drum plays out a searching sorrowful melody, reminiscent of someone on the run or looking for someone desperately. Resonant texture of instrument pushes a sense of acceptance, a person searching through an evil uncaring world, bravely looking for peace or justice. Pacy instrumentation increases feelings of worry and concern, placated by tranquil hand drum notes and touching piano.
Serene, meaningful, touching. Hang drum plays out a searching ...Serene, meaningful, touching. Hang drum plays out a searching sorrowful melody, reminiscent of someone on the run or looking for someone desperately. Resonant texture of instrument pushes a sense of acceptance, a person searching through an evil uncaring world, bravely looking for peace or justice. Pacy instrumentation increases feelings of worry and concern, placated by tranquil hand drum notes. Stripped back underscore version.
Serene, meaningful, touching. Hang drum plays out a searching ...Serene, meaningful, touching. Hang drum plays out a searching sorrowful melody, reminiscent of someone on the run or looking for someone desperately. Resonant texture of instrument pushes a sense of acceptance, a person searching through an evil uncaring world, bravely looking for peace or justice. Pacy instrumentation increases feelings of worry and concern, placated by tranquil hand drum notes. Stripped back underscore version.
Energetic, yearning, cold. Rhythmic hang drum melody instils a ...Energetic, yearning, cold. Rhythmic hang drum melody instils a meaningfulness and tinges of sadness. Strings sweep in creating an expansive atmosphere, an icy plain or desert land. Hang drum becomes more intricate and feelings of worry grow, an individual making their way through adverse weather and torment in order to make it home, or find a loved one.
Energetic, yearning, cold. Rhythmic hang drum melody instils a ...Energetic, yearning, cold. Rhythmic hang drum melody instils a meaningfulness and tinges of sadness. Atmosphere reminiscent of an icy plain or desert land. Hang drum becomes more intricate and feelings of worry grow, an individual making their way through adverse weather and torment in order to make it home, find a loved one. Stripped back underscore version.
Yearning, cold. Euphoric string swells reach out from an icy or ...Yearning, cold. Euphoric string swells reach out from an icy or desert plain, conveying an austere sense of worry. Subtle bass and kick begin to pound, a feeling of determination beginning to grow alongside cold string sounds. An individual making their way through adverse weather and torment in order to make it home, find a loved one. Stripped back underscore version.
Sombre, decadent, cool. Heavy euphoria joins with hang drum notes to ...Sombre, decadent, cool. Heavy euphoria joins with hang drum notes to create an atmosphere of suspense and subtle beauty, a serious situation in a picturesque paradise or holiday spot. Kick drum plays out a slow rhythm as percussive FX slither from one side to the other. Heartfelt refrain peels off of the steady beat, with soaring ambient notes emerging to convey a sense of epic magnitude. Hang drum melody falls into improvised emotional performance.
Sombre, decadent, cool. Hang drum melody creates an atmosphere of ...Sombre, decadent, cool. Hang drum melody creates an atmosphere of suspense and subtle beauty, a serious situation in a picturesque paradise or holiday spot. Hang drum melody falls into improvised emotional performance. Stripped back underscore version.
Sombre, decadent, cool. Heavy euphoria joins with hang drum notes to ...Sombre, decadent, cool. Heavy euphoria joins with hang drum notes to create an atmosphere of suspense and subtle beauty, a serious situation in a picturesque paradise or holiday spot. Kick drum plays out a slow rhythm as percussive FX slither from one side to the other. Stripped back underscore version.
Searching, intense, pacy. Meaningful strings fade in followed by ...Searching, intense, pacy. Meaningful strings fade in followed by atmospheric percussive FX. Choirs and echoing vocals assert a sense of weight, a climactic situation where important things are on the line. Male voice raps lyrics about trusting in your own vision, a sense of nobility achieved through self-assurance. Confidence meshed with a feeling of importance in gliding melodic bridge with choral voices. Large, sudden breakdown at 01:48 as vocals explode over loud percussion. Lyrics about redemption and determination.歌词
I’m paving ways, I’m paving ways, I’m paving ways, I’m paving ways. 20/20 always acting on my vision,
Party tricks that make a sceptic superstitious,
Good samaritan that follows no religions, Make decisions with my gut, 'Cause that’s the realest, Got the instincts of a killer and a hero, Shoot until I reload, Better be the one above, Then living down and below, Rather die in my own mission, Then in someone’s plan, Rather crash in flight, At least my gravity is zero.
Fade away, fade away, In my weaknesses lie all my greatness, Pave a way for the days, I look up when the sky is so grey, And I say, Pave a way for the myth,
Make a choice when it’s time to be legend,
Sail away to the ocean of choices, It’s now or it’s never.
Take a minute to imagine, What it’s like to make it happen, What it’s like to be the one to reach the top of all these mountains, Need to make the sacrifices, Abandon ship to reach the island,
It’s always better when the big explosions come in from silence.
Being the man that I gotta be, Taking the enemy outta me, Breaking the pieces that parted me,
Because I’m making humanity follow me, Into the void that I kept in the silence, Putting a stop to the tyrants, Thinking of people as sheep,
But you tying a rope on a land full of lions, Never again be in the jade, Was in the way, Now on my way, Was in a whirl, Now on a wave,
Used to be chewed, Now got a key to the train,
Now I’ll be keeping my gains, Letting it out, Outta my veins, Ready to go,
Ready to be in the mode, Ready when you are, Ready to roll, yea!
Take a minute to imagine, What it’s to make it happen, What it’s like to be the one to reach the top of all these mountains, Need to make the sacrifices, Abandon ship to reach the island, It’s always better when the big explosions come in from silence.
Fade away, fade away, In my weaknesses lie all my greatness, Pave a way for the days, I look up when the sky is so gray, And I say; Pave a way for the myth, Make a choice when it’s time to be legend,
Searching, intense, pacy. Meaningful strings fade in followed by ...Searching, intense, pacy. Meaningful strings fade in followed by atmospheric percussive FX. Choir asserts a sense of weight; a climactic situation where important things are on the line. Large hip-hop drumbeat joined by chirping synths instil a slickness in the midst of weighty melodies. Large, sudden breakdown at 01:48 with explosion of percussion. Instrumental version.
Searching, intense, pacy. Meaningful strings fade in followed by ...Searching, intense, pacy. Meaningful strings fade in followed by atmospheric percussive FX. Strings assert a sense of weight; a climactic situation where important things are on the line. Large hip-hop drumbeat joined by chirping synths instil a slickness in the midst of weighty melodies. Large, sudden breakdown at 01:48 with explosion of percussion. Stripped back underscore version.
Searching, intense, trippy. Riser launches into euphoric melodies and ...Searching, intense, trippy. Riser launches into euphoric melodies and deep war drums. Percussion builds a sense of progression, a society of people moving forward proudly. Fizzling synths and rising melodies give a sense of vitality. Stripped back underscore version.
Searching, intense, trippy. Euphoric instrumentation from moaning ...Searching, intense, trippy. Euphoric instrumentation from moaning synths and angelic pads. Percussion builds a sense of progression, a society of people moving forward proudly. Fizzling synths and rising melodies give a sense of vitality.
Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. ...Introspective, intimate & wandering hip-hop-pop sung in Spanish. Pushing away the pain. Female singer, electric guitar, slide, synth & electronic percussion.歌词
ES:
estoy cansada y no lo entiendo
intento expresarlo con palabras
y al final salen bostezos
el miedo
de verme en un espejo
y disociar entre la imagen
y entre lo que en si proyecto
casi ni veo cine
desecho mis deseos
ya no hago lo que quiero
porque nunca tengo tiempo
y me lamento
y lo único pienso
es que me come la ciudad
y que me enreda el pelo el viento
pensé que amar sería suficiente
pero me siento sola y peleada con mi mente
no creo en mi talento como antes
no soy la que era antes
no soy suficiente
o soy demasiado grande
no soy nada fuerte
o es que tengo mucho aguante
no recuerdo nada lo que es sentirme bien
con el alma llena como un niño
que empieza a correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
tal vez el camino equivocado
sea siempre el que me ha conquistado
ya tengo el enigma descifrado
el tiempo se pasa muy despacio
no busco na' de nadie
la suerte no me sobra pero siempre se comparte
escribo versos con punto y a parte
porque un punto y seguido implica motivos pa' seguir adelante
pero tranquilas que aquí mando yo
el agua limpia todo y últimamente está lloviendo un montón
no quiero sentir ni un remordimiento nunca más
la sensación que mas me pesa es la de recordar
algún día estaré bien lo puedo asegurar
sentirme a mí misma es suficiente pa' avanzar
igual que el pie que se siente a sí mismo al andar
igual que dos enamorados dentro de un maizal
escribo para mí y para reafirmar
que puede que algún día este cigarro se apague sin más
y no lo entenderás por no haber querido preguntar
ya no te sientas mal por mí me he cambiado de piel
a veces tu recuerdo incluso me sabe a miel
he estado imaginándome que es lo que quiero ser
y solo busco ser más gata que nunca y correr
y correr y correr y correr
y correr
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de un sueño malgastado
pinto todo de color pastel para creer
que algún día la ternura me va a devolver
todo lo que el tedio y lo que el daño me han quitado
las horas de sueño que las noches me han robado
EN:
I'm tired and I don't understand
I try to put it into words
and in the end yawns come out
the fear
of seeing myself in a mirror
and dissociate between the image
and between what I project
I almost don't watch movies
I discard my desires
I no longer do what I want
because I never have time
and I lament
and the only thing I think
is that the city eats me up
and that the wind is tangling my hair
I thought that loving would be enough
but I feel lonely and at odds with my mind
I don't believe in my talent like before
I'm not what I used to be
I'm not enough
or I'm too big
I'm not strong at all
or is it that I have too much endurance
I don't remember what it's like to feel good
with a soul as full as a child
who starts to run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
maybe the wrong path
is always the one that has conquered me
I already have the enigma deciphered
time goes by very slowly
I'm not looking for anything from anyone
luck is not enough for me but I always share it
I write verses with a full stop, new paragraph
because a full stop, no new paragraph implies reasons to keep going on
but don't worry I'm in charge here
water cleans everything and lately it's been raining a lot
I don't want to feel a single remorse anymore
the feeling that weighs me down the most is the one of remembering
someday I'll be alright I can assure you
feeling myself is enough to move forward
just like the foot that feels itself when walking
just like two lovers inside a cornfield
I write for myself and to reaffirm
that maybe someday this cigarette will go out just like that
and you won't understand because you didn't want to ask
don't feel bad for me anymore I've changed my skin
sometimes your memory even tastes like honey to me
I've been imagining what I want to be
and I'm just trying to be more cat than ever and run
and run and run and run and run
and run
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of a wasted dream
I paint everything in pastel colors to believe
that someday tenderness will return to me
all that boredom and hurt have taken away from me
the hours of sleep that the nights have stolen from me
