Music
Bedouin Baby, on Suno. Musical nomadism. Genre hopping.
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THE MACHINE IS LISTENING - A2
Verse 1 We gave it our questions, We gave it our names, We fed it our secrets
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THE MACHINE IS LISTENING - A1, Suno+
Dark cinematic industrial rock / ominous electronic anthem Verse 1 We gave it our questions, We gave it our names,
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Visiting Darkness Without Moving In - A1
If you read the things I write You might wonder where I’ve been, What dark little room I’m in, What ghosts are living underneath my skin.
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Visiting Darkness Without Moving In - A2
If you read the things I write You might wonder where I’ve been, What dark little room I’m in, What ghosts are living underneath my skin.
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Somewhere I Be - A2 (1 Line Modified).
Intro] [Cinematic Dark Pirate Metal Slow Build Intro With Wooden Ship Creaking Ocean Waves Wind Ambience No Drums At Start Distant Low Choir Oooh Whispered Female Vocal Intro Eerie And Atmospheric Minimal Instrumentation] Somewhere in the search, I got lost in the lost and never found.
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Somewhere I Be - A1
Somewhere in the search, I got lost in the lost and never found. I’m an illusion of an allusion to myself. Reboot, Gods… is there hope for me?
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Somewhere I Be - A3 (Suno sentient)
[Intro: Dry studio acoustics, very low heartbeat-like sub pulse, eerie tagelharpa drone, sparse woodblock taps, intimate close-mic male vocal, almost whispered] Somewhere… I’m looking for someone—me. Somewhere I remember,
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Mirror, Mirror: Who Am I? - A1
Verse 1 I have the face of one person, The spirit of another, I smile when I should speak,
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Part 2 - Friends in Slow Places - A1
Verse 1 Folks keep rushin’ us, but we’re takin’ our time, Climb outta my truck like a rusty old lawn chair. We ain’t late… we’re preservin’ our knees,
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Friends in Slow Places - A1
Verse 1 Folks keep rushin us, but we’re takin’ our time, We may miss the first joke, but we’ll laugh on the next line. We’re a little behind, but we’re havin’ a ball,
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Jesus and the Halo Helmets - A1
Verse 1 I wandered through a cathedral just admiring the art, Trying to stay respectful with a reverent heart. Then I looked at every painting hanging high upon the wall…
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The Stud Muffin Life - A2 (Old Words)
Verse 1 Walked in soaked from a summer run, Sweat shining like I was under lights. Held up my dripping shirt and laughed out loud,
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The Stud Muffin Life - A1
Verse 1 Walked in soaked from a summer run, Sweat shining like I was under lights. Held up my dripping shirt and laughed out loud,
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Nobody Told Me the Rules - A1
Verse 1 Nobody handed me a map, Or told me where the lines were drawn. All I knew was sparks could fly
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Nobody Told Me the Rules - A2
Verse 1 Nobody handed me a map, Or told me where the lines were drawn. All I knew was sparks could fly
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Bag and Tag Trophies - A1
Verse 1 When did love become a playground game Sex, then tag… you ain’t it. Bagged and tagged… then goodbye.
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I’m a White Crayola Racist - A3
Verse 1 Yeah, oh oh yeah I stood up in a support group, Said, “Folks, I’ve got to come clean.”
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Dining on the Dying Vine - A1
Verse 1 You said… and said… and implied I was killing the friendship Too quiet, too slow to reply
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Dining on the Dying Vine - A3
Verse 1 You said… and said… and implied I was killing the friendship Too quiet, too slow to reply
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Dining on the Dying Vine - A2
Verse 1 You said… and said… and implied I was killing the friendship Too quiet, too slow to reply
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8 Years Found, 5 Years Promised - A2 (Anne)
Verse 1 Some people search a lifetime For the kind of love we share. A hand that always reaches,
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8 Years Found, 5 Years Promised - A1
Verse 1 Some people search a lifetime For the kind of love we share. A hand that always reaches,
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I’m a White Crayola Racist - A1
Verse 1 Yeah, oh oh yeah I stood up in a support group, Said, “Folks, I’ve got to come clean.”
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I’m a White Crayola Racist - A2
Verse 1 I stood up in a support group, Said, “Folks, I’ve got to come clean.” The room got awful quiet,
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Gummy Bear Delight - A1
Verse 1 I took a gummy bear, And into the night I flew. The moon was wearing sunglasses,
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At Eleven - 1 (Pilar)
I met a girl named Pilar on the school bus one day, She was a couple of years older than me. We shared a connection that sparked right away; A blooming friendship was starting to be.
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The Ballerina in the Music Box - A2
Verse 1 Thirty years the same old tune, Soft as velvet, silver moon. Safe inside my little box,
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The Ballerina in the Music Box - A1
The Ballerina in the Music Box Verse 1 Thirty years the same old tune, Soft as velvet, silver moon.
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Between the Pews, A Hue of Truth - A1
Verse 1 Sunday shoes and a preacher’s grin, “God is love,” let the choir begin. Then I opened up the Good Book’s page…
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My Daddy Is a Dog Killer - A2
Title: My Daddy Is a Dog Killer Verse 1 I was headed off, didn’t matter where, Church camp, rehab, Army, Navy, Air.