letra.

There's an album of who's who stacked on my bookshelf
Cover is you, first photo is you, last photo is you, it's a pleasure to flip through
Enchanted, careless, we barely landed
You made all our maydays romantic
Baby, I want you, you're bright as the moon
Like a crate full of apples in the market at noon
Let's karaoke the next one, I'll sing it with you

Got me starting up, baby, falling in love
I don't need a ride, just to know it's enough
I'll meet ya in the backseat, make it hella nasty
Gets harder every day, tellin' lovin' from lust
Another blank page, tell me what imma draw
Are you the one for me? Or just similar
Is this the final album imma fill with your form?
Or just another stretch of time imma feel is a loss

Love you to pieces, crumbs on the car seat
My keepsake, I don't wanna send you away
Love you to pieces, crumbs on the car seat
My keepsake, I

Oh let me feel alive, for a while
A little peace of mind, never mine
But for now you can,
Love me to pieces
Send me your keepsakes
And if you don't need this
I'll take you off the album
I'll take you off the album

Dile a tu mama que le doy las gracias,
Pero la ya la vuelta no me hace
Pero la ya la vuelta no me hace
Pero la ya la vuelta no me hace falta

Avvicinati bella, ti voglio adesso, l'amore que sento per te
l'amore que sento per te
l'amore que sento per te

Dile a tu mama que le doy las gracias,
Pero la ya la vuelta no me hace falta

Avvicinati bella, ti voglio adesso, l'amore que sento per te

Never known who runs the show here
Different figures cause commotion
Always facing new opponents
Feelings found and lost in motion
Wrinkles round my face they grow in
Every year the heart gets older
All our wishes started hoping
Better late than never chosen

Would you break a wheel, were you to cycle to...
Would you break a wheel, were you to cycle to me?

(Cycle to me)
(Cycle to me)
(Cycle to me)
(Cycle to me)
(Cycle to me)
(Cycle to me)
(Cycle to me)
(Cycle to me)

Ruminating bout a feeling
Paint cracks hint at a place
Desolating cus it erased
Did I pray to feel like I’m a
Ruminating bout a feeling
Paint cracks hint at a place
Desolating cus it erased
Did I pray to feel like I’m a
Did I pray to feel like I’m a
Did I pray to feel like I’m a
Did I pray to feel like I’m a
Did I pray to feel like I’m a

el proyecto.

pista 3 'til DEATH do us PARTY

PIGS DON'T FLY

A raw portrayal of romance, substance abuse, and emotional dependency folding in on each other. As PIGS DON’T FLY’s second EP, ’til death do us party traces a cycle of desire, escape, paranoia, and brief self-awareness, never staying still long enough to heal. It marks a clear turn from the first EP’s slower, introspective jazz-rap foundation into something louder and more immediate, drawing from house, rap, club music, and sample-driven production without losing the band’s instinct for texture and restraint. The songs move between clean and distorted, reflective and impulsive, carrying both the rush and the fallout of the world they describe. The EP gathers fragments of nights, relationships, mistakes, and returns, all circling the same question of whether change is really happening at all.

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PIGS DON'T FLY

PIGS DON'T FLY are a self-produced, Argentine-Italian music duo from Madrid. They make hip hop, house, and rnb with a common thread: rap. They met as kids at school, quickly grew to become good friends, and just as quickly lost each other when Nachi moved back to Argentina. Years later, when he came back to Spain and started publishing music, Don Le heard and got in touch claiming to be a rapper. The claim held up. From their surnames Moreno and Porchietto came "BROWN PIGS", which didn't survive being said out loud, but inspired the name that stuck. A raw, literal response to the idiom saying 'when pigs fly': "PIGS DON'T FLY". Their first EP, "Eyes closed, mind full throttle", comprises four tracks built on slow, introspective jazz-rap: deliberate avoidance, the noise it fails to quiet, loneliness, and self-medication. Next, and louder — house, club, and sample-driven; clean one bar and distorted the next. Six tracks on romance, substance abuse, and codependence folding into each other, moving fast enough never to heal: "'til DEATH do us PARTY".

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Ingeniería

Ingeniero de grabación: Ignacio Agustín "Nachi" Moreno en dreamsdemos.
Ingeniero de mezcla: Ignacio Agustín "Nachi" Moreno en dreamsdemos.

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