Uploaded September 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Mitchell Frederick - Breathe Me In (Original Mix)
www.nocturnalradio.live // mitchellfrederick.com
Slow down…
Find me in the space between beats…
If you want this — say yes with your hands.
Breathe me in… don’t speak my name,
Hold this moment… keep the flame,
Under your skin… under the light,
Lose the world… stay with me tonight.
Your eyes steady the room.
Salt on your skin. Static in the air.
Every small nod — permission.
Every quiet touch — a promise.
We move like a secret we’ll never write down,
Pattern of your pulse mapped onto mine,
Nothing rehearsed. Nothing performed.
Only what’s true when the music decides.
Closer… closer…
Deeper… deeper…
Breathe me in… don’t speak my name,
Hold this moment… keep the flame,
Under your skin… under the light,
Lose the world… stay with me tonight.
Count to four—inhale…
Count to four—exhale…
Between kick and hi-hat… we disappear.
Your hands translate what words can’t hold,
Heat travels the spine, lightning and gold,
We don’t need daylight to make this real,
Just the proof of a shiver, the honesty we feel.
Time slips; the ceiling drifts; the floor forgives.
I learn your yes by the way your breath lives.
If there’s a heaven, it sounds like this:
One note. Two hearts. No abyss.
Breathe me in… don’t speak my name,
Hold this moment… keep the flame,
Under your skin… under the light,
Lose the world… stay with me tonight.
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Mitchell Frederick - Breathe Me In (Original Mix)
www.nocturnalradio.live // mitchellfrederick.com
Slow down…
Find me in the space between beats…
If you want this — say yes with your hands.
Breathe me in… don’t speak my name,
Hold this moment… keep the flame,
Under your skin… under the light,
Lose the world… stay with me tonight.
Your eyes steady the room.
Salt on your skin. Static in the air.
Every small nod — permission.
Every quiet touch — a promise.
We move like a secret we’ll never write down,
Pattern of your pulse mapped onto mine,
Nothing rehearsed. Nothing performed.
Only what’s true when the music decides.
Closer… closer…
Deeper… deeper…
Breathe me in… don’t speak my name,
Hold this moment… keep the flame,
Under your skin… under the light,
Lose the world… stay with me tonight.
Count to four—inhale…
Count to four—exhale…
Between kick and hi-hat… we disappear.
Your hands translate what words can’t hold,
Heat travels the spine, lightning and gold,
We don’t need daylight to make this real,
Just the proof of a shiver, the honesty we feel.
Time slips; the ceiling drifts; the floor forgives.
I learn your yes by the way your breath lives.
If there’s a heaven, it sounds like this:
One note. Two hearts. No abyss.
Breathe me in… don’t speak my name,
Hold this moment… keep the flame,
Under your skin… under the light,
Lose the world… stay with me tonight.
#TechHouse #DeepTech #Techno #DanceMusic #ElectronicMusic #HouseMusic #UndergroundMusic #DJLife #MusicProduction #RaveCulture #ClubMusic #DanceVibes #Beatport #MusicFestival #SoundCloud #VinylRecords #LiveDJ #TechnoFamily #DeepHouse #EDM #MusicLovers #PartyMusic #BassMusic #HouseNation #TechnoLovers #ElectronicDanceMusic #Dancefloor #DJSet #MusicMix #groove


![Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Flip-Flops & Felonies [Remastered]
Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Flip-Flops & Felonies
Caught a wave in a coffee cup
Lit a spliff, now I’m wakin up
Mailbox full of bills I won’t pay
Tossed ‘em out, hit the beach anyway
Met a girl with a tattooed wrist
Said her ex ran scams, now he don’t exist
She laughed, said “Life’s one big scheme”
Then stole my lighter and dipped from the scene
Flip-flops and felonies
Broken boards and burgundy dreams
Ain’t got much, but I got the breeze
And a beat-up deck with no receipts
Skatin’ past all the suits and rules
Livin like I dropped outta school
They say I’m lost - I say I’m free
Just flip-flops and felonies
Back of the bus with a busted phone
Screenshot maps just to get back home
Caught the vibe from a rooftop jam
Drum circle lit, cops didn’t give a damn
Tried to write a verse, but I lost the pen
Used a matchstick on my arm again
Truth is, I ain’t got a five-year plan
Just a bag of tricks and a suntan
Flip-flops and felonies
Spray paint tags and midnight sprees
Ain’t got rent, but I got a beat
And a melody that don’t miss a beat
Sidewalk’s hot, but my soul’s on chill
Duct tape wallet, hundred-dollar will
They say I’m nuts - I say I’m me
Just flip-flops and felonies
Ohh, these streets ain’t paved in gold
But they got stories I was told
From the bodegas to the boardwalk breeze
I find my truth in moments like these
So light one up for the ones who roam
No fixed address, but we still feel home
We ain’t rich, but we got what we need
Just flip-flops and felonies Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Flip-Flops & Felonies [Remastered]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/V_PhAuT7THk/mqdefault.jpg)







