Name: If Only I Could by A.N.S -The Audio Nervous System . Vibxen Records
Duration: 2 min 9 s
Description: An uncertain rose only lacks its inner courage and strength

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No Promises

What's it Cost

this the ending

An uncertain rose only lacks its inner courage and strength

If Only I Could

Say that your mine

Between Worlds is Lyra Noel drifting through the emotional space between who she was and who she’s becoming. This album blends ethereal trap-R&B with haunting melodies and vulnerable storytelling — capturing the feeling of being stuck between healing and hurting, loving and letting go, reality and the dreams you’re scared to admit.
Every track feels like a midnight confession from a girl who lives in two universes at once — the one she shows, and the one she survives.

Mind in the middle

Red shine dripping off your lips,
Gloss catching light with every kiss.
You move in close like a whispered dare,
Heat rising slow in the cherry-soaked air.

Your fingers skim the line of my waist,
Tracing the places you hunger to taste.
One look at me and the room turns tight—
Your eyes spill want like a pulse of light.

Your breath lands soft, but the meaning’s loud,
A cherry-slick promise wrapped in the sound.
I feel the fever spread skin to bone—
You want me now, and it’s fully shown.

Glossed in desire,
red heat shining in your stare.
You touch me once,
and the world can’t compare.
Glossed in desire,
you pull me deeper with one slide—
Cherry on your mouth,
and I’m falling inside.

Your tongue leaves trails like a crimson streak,
Cherry-sweet tension building peak by peak.
You drag your lips just below my throat,
Leaving a stain only we can note.

Every breath you take draws me in more,
Back against the wall or the bedroom floor.
Red gloss smudged where our bodies align—
Your need on mine in a perfect line.

Your touch is heat wrapped in velvet sound,
Pulling me close till there’s no background.
I feel the pressure, the climb, the fire—
Everything dripping in cherry desire.

Glossed in desire,
you paint your craving over me.
One slow kiss
and I fall into the heat.
Glossed in desire,
you make the edges all blur—
Cherry on your tongue,
and my pulse answers yours.

Slide your hands through the dim-lit haze,
Let the red reflect in the lines we trace.
Gloss on your lips,
heat in your grip,
Cherry on your breath
as our bodies slip.
Soft-spoken hunger,
slow-burning proof—
You write desire
in the shape of truth.

Glossed in desire,
red heat running through your touch.
Every move you make
says you want me too much.
Glossed in desire,
no hiding what we’ve begun—
You taste like cherries,
and I’m coming undone.
Glossed in desire…
and baby, I’m all yours.

Glossed in Desire

This song is for the ones who loved hard, stayed loyal, and carried everything while someone else played behind your back.
It is for the women who cooked cleaned cried and still kept the home together.
It is for the ones who learned the truth the hard way and finally walked away.

If you ever gave your all to someone who broke you
If you ever had to rebuild yourself from nothing
If you ever realized you were the blessing the whole time
This one is for you.

Blind Love

An Audiophile / Lyricist / Composer who likes various Artists like Jamiroquai , Eiffel65, and Deadmau5. I like to create tracks from various sources and am always trying to create something engaging for the mind. Lyrical creations are my favourite. and to mix them to different sounds makes my life worth while. Feel free to follow my musical journey of discovering new sound creations.  A proud "Aspie" or individual with Autism Spectrum Disorder.  Originator of the G-O-A-T genre of Music Formula which stands for "Greatest Originals  Of All TIme". The G-O-A-T formula can be applied to different songs for an unique listening experience.

If Only I Could

A.N.S -The Audio Nervous System . Vibxen Records

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