Panicked, scary, terrifying. Tense dissonance and screeching sounds Panicked, scary, terrifying. Tense dissonance and screeching sounds give a jagged atmosphere. Breath, clocks ticking and gasps of breath give a horrifying aura. Rippling sub bass and growing percussion conjures images of a murderer chasing down a victim. Dark places and a sense of dread filling each step. Electronic melodies and strange FX, a rising string part offering endless tension until release @ 1'24 with haunting screeches.
Panicked, scary, terrifying. Quiet tension from strings as screeching Panicked, scary, terrifying. Quiet tension from strings as screeching sound and rising notes convey a jagged atmosphere. Rippling sub bass and growing percussion conjures images of a murderer chasing down a victim. Dark places and a sense of dread filling each step. Electronic melodies and strange FX, a rising string part offering endless tension until release @ 1'24 with haunting screeches. Stripped back underscore version.
Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Pads push out with concerned tones Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Pads push out with concerned tones as sci-fi synth sets out ticking clock melody, communicating time passing, an urgent situation slowly arising. Juddering bass at 00:35 brings a more action-packed vibe. Followed electro smash percussion offering a cyber sense of tension. A chaotic situation.
Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Pads push out with concerned tones, Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Pads push out with concerned tones, growing in stature as a nerve-wracking situation begins to happen.Juddering bass at 00:35 brings a more action-packed vibe. Followed electro smash percussion offering a cyber sense of tension. A chaotic situation. Stripped back underscore version.
Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Pads push out with concerned tones Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Pads push out with concerned tones as sci-fi synth sets out ticking clock melody, communicating time passing, an urgent situation slowly arising. Juddering bass at 00:35 brings a more action-packed vibe. A feeling of cyber-coded panic. Stripped back underscore no drums version.
Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Sharp resonant synths and juddering Explorative, nervous, futuristic. Sharp resonant synths and juddering bass line give a panicked sci-fi energy with smash percussion. A feeling of cyber-coded panic. 30 second version.
Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah rhythm giving a stout and plodding vibe, lightened by plucked strings and sharp flute. Quick-moving flutes and guitar interludes give a sense of bustling streets. A popular market with many stalls, people haggling prices over food. Tone grows strong and impassioned with burst of percussion at 01:34.
Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah Quaint, busy, passionate. Astute accordion tune begins in an oompah rhythm giving a stout and plodding vibe, lightened by plucked strings. Quick-moving flutes and guitar interludes give a sense of bustling streets. A popular market with many stalls, people haggling prices over food. Tone grows strong and impassioned with burst of percussion at 01:34. Stripped back underscore version.
Sneaky, comical, dramatic. Plucked strings and Italian mandolin Sneaky, comical, dramatic. Plucked strings and Italian mandolin playing give a sense of uncertainty and intrigue, before setting off on a plodding slow rhythm. An emotional air with a tinge of silliness, an overly emotional character in a tragic comedy. Rhythm and subtle instrumentation give a theatrical energy.
Sneaky, comical, dramatic. Plucked strings and Italian mandolin Sneaky, comical, dramatic. Plucked strings and Italian mandolin playing give a sense of uncertainty and intrigue, before setting off on a plodding slow rhythm. An emotional air with a tinge of silliness, an overly emotional character in a tragic comedy. Rhythm and subtle instrumentation give a theatrical energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Sneaky, comical, dramatic. Plucked strings and Italian mandolin Sneaky, comical, dramatic. Plucked strings and Italian mandolin playing give a sense of uncertainty and intrigue, before setting off on a plodding slow rhythm. An emotional air with a tinge of silliness, an overly emotional character in a tragic comedy. A classic air from trumpet at 01:34. Rhythm and subtle instrumentation give a theatrical energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song that depicts the emotional portrait of platonic love and vulnerability: "You have a distinct flavor, you make me lose my mind a little, sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste." Singer, beatmaking, sampling & electronics.歌词
- Italiano:
Hai un sapore d'istinto Oro sopra al viso Seguirò l’istinto Correrò a cercarti
Tra le mie braccia non ti sentirai più sola
Hai un sapore distinto, Mandi un po’ in tilt A volte tanto che perde sapore il resto
Più della droga, sigarette o whiskey & cola
Sai che ti osservo quando stai un po’ per le tue E vorrei averti come fossi una canzone Forse è più tosta dirsi in faccia “fa paura” Che avere tutto questo spazio tra di noi
E non sei mia Mai Scappi Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci Senti Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti Sai che ti riprendo al volo Stai con me Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva
Oh Woah Tengo stretto quel che non ho E non ho Un senso eterno ma se fermerai quest attimo Puoi viverci
E non sei mia Mai Scappi Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci Senti Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti Sai che ti riprendo al volo Stai con me Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva
Ma riesci a colpirmi Come il primo pezzo soul o r&b Sei quel mood la sera, sei Cosa manca a me Come il cavo jack che hai lasciato qui Sei un po’ come me o io come te
(e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia, mai) (e non sei mia)
- English:
You have a flavor of instinct Gold over your face I'll follow my instinct I'll run to find you
In my arms, you won't feel lonely anymore
You have a distinct flavor, You throw me off balance Sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste
More than drugs, cigarettes, or whiskey & cola
You know I watch you when you're on your own a bit And I wish I could have you like you were a song Maybe it's tougher to say "it's scary" to your face Than to have all this space between us
And you're not mine Never You run away You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it You feel An emptiness in your chest You can trust me You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat Stay with me You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive
Oh Woah I hold on tight to what I don't have And I don't have An eternal sense but if you stop this moment You can live it
And you're not mine Never You run away You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it You feel An emptiness in your chest You can trust me You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat Stay with me You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive
But you manage to hit me Like the first soul or R&B track You're that mood at night, you are What's missing for me Like the jack plug you left here You're a bit like me or I'm like you
(And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine, never) (And you're not mine)
- Français:
Tu as une saveur d'istincte De l’or sur le visage Je suivrai mon instinct Je courrai te chercher
Dans mes bras, tu ne te sentiras plus jamais seule
Tu as une saveur distincte, Tu me fais un peu perdre la tête Parfois tellement que tout le reste perd son goût
Plus que la drogue, les cigarettes ou le whisky & cola
Tu sais que je t’observe quand tu restes un peu dans ton coin Et je voudrais t’avoir comme une chanson Peut-être qu'il est plus difficile de se dire en face "ça fait peur" Que d’avoir tout cet espace entre nous
Et tu n’es pas à moi Jamais Tu fuis Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant Tu sens Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol Reste avec moi Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante
Oh Woah Je tiens serré ce que je n’ai pas Et je n’ai pas Un sens éternel, mais si tu arrêtes cet instant Tu peux y vivre
Et tu n’es pas à moi Jamais Tu fuis Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant Tu sens Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol Reste avec moi Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante
Mais tu arrives à me toucher Comme le premier morceau de soul ou de r&b Tu es cette ambiance le soir, tu es Ce qui me manque Comme le câble jack que tu as laissé ici Tu es un peu comme moi ou moi comme toi
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais) (et tu n’es pas à moi)
Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song Nu Soul/R&B. Elegant, sensual, introspective & melancholic. A song that depicts the emotional portrait of platonic love and vulnerability: "You have a distinct flavor, you make me lose my mind a little, sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste." Singer, beatmaking, sampling & electronics.歌词
- English:
I'm looking for your taste
Gold upon your face
I’ll follow my sense
Run to find your trace
I want you close to me, need you to come right over
I'm looking for a piece
Begging for your lips
I wanna have you even though I know the risk
It’s not a drug, but my addiction’s taking over
I watch you closely when you’re lost inside your haze
I wish to have you like my song had your own name
I never thought that getting you would be so hard
Why don’t we try to understand and fill the void
I wanna make you mine,
Uh, why don’t you just let me?
Baby I ain’t playin’
Stop running away from me
You can trust me, you know that I will catch you falling
Stay with me
Ain’t gonna waste more time to make you MINE
Uh oh
I’m holdin’ tightly to this moment
It’s all that you can give me,
Can’t fight the feeling
Of wanting you so badly
I wanna make you mine,
Uh, why don’t you just let me?
Baby I ain’t playin’
Stop running away from me
You can trust me
You know that I will catch you falling
Stay with me
Ain’t gonna waste more time to make you MINE
Shivers when you’re near me
Like a burning fever coming over me
Be my sun when I’m awake
Cover in the rain
Healing when I bleed, tattoos on my skin
Everything you need, it’s just you and me
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
I wanna make you mine, uh
Eerie, apocalyptic, epic. Discordant cymbal creeking gives way to a Eerie, apocalyptic, epic. Discordant cymbal creeking gives way to a torrent of voices, offering a hellish and strange atmosphere. An underworld or place of great suffering. Voices pulse in and out to create dramatic effect, reaching crescendo @ 0'58 that then recedes. Daunting piano note welcomes voices back in. Religious importance and scale, with horror vibe with last vocal swells.
Eerie, apocalyptic, epic. Numb bass tone emerges giving a sense of Eerie, apocalyptic, epic. Numb bass tone emerges giving a sense of creepiness and foreboding. An underworld or place of great suffering. Metallic dissonance rises up at 00:57 to then recede. Daunting piano note welcomes spooky strings. Religious importance and scale, with horror vibe with last swells. Instrumental version.
Eerie, apocalyptic, epic. Torrent of voices communicate horror and Eerie, apocalyptic, epic. Torrent of voices communicate horror and doom as background noise begins to permeate, metallic sharp atmosphere. An underworld or place of great suffering. Metallic dissonance rises up at 00:57 to then recede. Religious importance and scale, with horror vibe with last swells. Stripped back underscore version.
