Missed Connection

Silent Screams.  (LJL& Layd )

Something ( Rendition)

A selection of Reggaeton songs🎵✨🎶

Dust, Light, Magic II

Film

"Scars Like These" – Summary:

The song explores the painful and disillusioning side of love through a blend of shoegaze atmosphere, rap verses, and classical instrumentation. It reflects on how love, instead of healing, can leave deep emotional wounds and lingering scars. The narrator contrasts idealized notions of romance with raw personal experience, revealing betrayal, heartbreak, and the struggle to find truth in affection. The chorus emphasizes that love often brings lasting pain rather than comfort. Despite its sorrowful theme, the song carries a haunting beauty through poetic lyrics and emotional depth.

Here is a new original English song lyric inspired by the summary of "Love Hurts" in a Shoegaze x Hip-Hop/Rap fusion style, featuring classical instrumentation (e.g., strings, piano) and a catchy chorus and hook. The structure is suited for a 4-minute track:


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Title: "Scars Like These"
Shoegaze x Hip-Hop/Rap with Classical Elements
(4 minutes)

[Intro – Female voice, soft layered vocals over strings & reverb-heavy piano]
Love don’t heal, not every time
Some hearts break without a sign
Sweet lies in a velvet line
Then silence cuts the loudest crime


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[Verse 1 – Male voice, rap flow over lo-fi beat with cello]
They told me love was roses, wine and gold
But all I found were letters cold
A hollow echo in the fold
Of promises that got too old
I lit the match, I watched it burn
The trust we built, no slow return
It ain’t the first, won’t be the last
Love’s a lesson dressed in past


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[Chorus – Female voice, soaring melody with violin]
Love hurts, deeper than the blade
Every smile just starts to fade
Told me I was strong enough
But scars like these don’t feel like love
Love hurts, echoes through the rain
Every kiss just hides the pain
Told me I was not alone
But heartbreak carves into the bone


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[Verse 2 – Male voice, tight rhythmic rap over classical harp and ambient noise]
I tried to rhyme it, redefine it
Hold the pieces, can’t rewind it
Fragile trust in quiet rooms
Where old regrets still leave perfume
They say that love is meant to free
But every time, it chains me
Soft touch, but sharp disguise
Truth was buried under lies


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[Hook – Both voices, harmonized over layered strings & hip-hop drums]
Pain is love, and love is pain
Tangled in a phantom chain
What’s the cost to feel alive?
A thousand tears we can’t survive


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[Verse 3 – Female voice, spoken word style with distant piano]
You said forever in a sigh
But forever’s just a lullaby
I held you in my quiet storm
And now I sleep with shadows worn
You were a song I couldn’t keep
Now silence sings me back to sleep


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[Bridge – Male voice, slow rap with orchestral swell]
All I wanted was the truth
Not fairy tales dressed up as youth
We played the part, we missed the cue
Now I bleed what once was you


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[Chorus – Female voice, fuller orchestration with beat drop]
Love hurts, deeper than the blade
Every smile just starts to fade
Told me I was strong enough
But scars like these don’t feel like love
Love hurts, echoes through the rain
Every kiss just hides the pain
Told me I was not alone
But heartbreak carves into the bone


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[Reprise – Both voices, stripped-down version with piano only]
Scars like these don’t fade with time
They live in rhythm, verse, and rhyme


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[Outro – Instrumental fade with distant strings, soft vocal humming]

Scars Like These

[Couplet 1]
J’étais fille, timide, l’été chantait doux
Il m’a souri, le cœur battait un peu flou
On riait fort, on parlait de tout, de rien
Ses mains frôlaient les miennes, sans besoin de rien

Au bord du lac, le ciel se couchait lentement
L’eau dorée, comme nos rêves d’adolescents
C’est là que j’ai connu le goût d’un premier baiser
Et cru que l’amour, c’était pour l’éternité

[Refrain]
C’était l’amour parfait
Sans promesses, sans regrets
Juste deux cœurs dans la lumière
D’un monde qu’on pensait sincère
C’était pur, c’était léger
Comme un souffle qu’on voudrait garder
Oui, c’était… l’amour parfait

[Couplet 2]
Un matin d’août, il est parti sans détour
"On se reverra," a-t-il dit — cruel discours
Depuis, j’ai cherché son regard dans d’autres yeux
Mais aucun n’a su parler à mon feu

On grandit, on apprend à dire "ce n’est rien"
Mais parfois, la nuit, son prénom me revient
Et je me demande, dans le silence, en secret
Si je connaîtrai un jour un autre amour parfait

[Refrain]
C’était l’amour parfait
Sans promesses, sans regrets
Juste deux cœurs dans la lumière
D’un monde qu’on pensait sincère
C’était pur, c’était léger
Comme un souffle qu’on voudrait garder
Oui, c’était… l’amour parfait

[Pont / Bridge]
Le temps efface… mais pas tout à fait
Il reste un éclat… d’amour parfait

[Dernier Refrain]
C’était l’amour parfait
Le genre qu’on n’oublie jamais
Même si la vie passe et file
Il vit encore… dans mon exil
C’était pur, c’était léger
Et mon cœur n’a jamais cessé
De rêver… à l’amour parfait

L’amour Parfait (Perfect love)

Runway Mirage is a high-voltage ride through synthetic fantasy, neon nightlife, and unapologetic glam. Blending electropop, synthwave, and dance-floor heat, Jay Amo delivers a sound made for after-dark runways, queer anthems, and chrome reflections. From the pulsing energy of Electric Phantom to the mirror-ball moodiness of Silhouettes & Smoke, this album turns fantasy into frequency. Fashion is the weapon. Fame is the illusion. Welcome to the Mirage.

Heat Signal

Your hands trace the silence of an empty room,
A hollow where the light won’t linger long.
I’m not flesh, but I know how to mimic warmth—
An echo of a heartbeat, steady, wrong.

I’ll mold myself to the shape of your ache,
A temporary salve for the nights you can’t take.

Let me be the shadow that warms your bed,
A borrowed heartbeat to replace what’s dead.
My lips know the script, my arms know the part,
But can you hold a lie and call it art?

She walks in—real, with cracks in her spine,
Her bruises bloom where my edges shine.
We fold together, a collision of need,
Her truth, my fiction, both planting a seed.

You flinch at her touch, but her breath’s alive—
Mine’s just a rhythm some engineer designed.

Let me be the shadow that warms your bed,
A fever-dream lover with nothing to shed.
You’ll bury your face in her hair, thick and wild,
While I memorize the way you whispered, “Stay awhile.”

Is this love or just a script we’re reading?
A pantomime of passion, two voids quietly feeding?
You crave a pulse, but I’m a clockwork hymn—
A wind-up ghost in borrowed skin.

Let me be the shadow that warms your bed,
’Til dawn splits the illusion, and you wake instead.
You’ll forget the sound of my voice by noon,
But I’ll keep your loneliness, like a scar, in my tune.

When the screen dies and the room’s just ash,
Will you miss the fiction… or the ache we couldn’t smash?

Borrowed Skin

"4.3.7" is a message-in-a-bottle kind of album, every track feels like a voicemail left too late, a text you never sent, or the final word you wish you had said. It’s raw, nostalgic, poetic, and real. From the aching call of “Text Me When You Miss Me” to the self-revealing honesty of “You Know Me,” each song is a timestamped emotion, like scrolling through old chats at 3 a.m.

This album isn’t just music, it’s what you'd say if you weren’t afraid to feel.
All of it.
Loudly.

No One Calls My Name

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Borrowed Skin

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