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Wedding Day

Far Away From You

LEICHTER KÄLTER X TOSKA

hold on

"how to pretend" is an 6 track ep, which we put together in memory of a friend, who took her life. how to pretend, refers to the feeling of having to pretend you're something you're not. hopefully, you relate.

stranded

Midnight Train

When flooded out
When you flood it out, so miserable
Trauma shocks the brain
As I run away

Ever since I was a kid
Wolves circled my head
Darkness encircles it
False bottoms within

When the lungs run out
Of oxygen, understandable
And the silhouette
Stops swimming

There's no one out
Hide the lights
The Culm Measures speaking to me like a murder 
Long since forgotten about





Culm Measures

Spells to cast this October

Names in Smoke

Sen Kötü Bir Rüyasın

Arar mısın Beni

You are like Gravity in my Soul when I love you

Gravity

For You

This new indie album is my way of capturing the feeling of autumn nights, quiet rooms, and the strange beauty of being close to someone while the world fades outside. The songs are minimal in words but heavy in mood — sweaters, rain, shadows, and light all becoming part of the story. It’s melancholic but also cosy, a blend of intimacy and distance, memory and desire. These tracks live somewhere between Fleetwood Mac’s mysticism, Beach House synths and the hazy trance of indie and dream-pop.

Yellow sweater

Lyrics: 
A simple moon ray
Lit up my room
A fragile whisper
Dissolved the gloom
The steady thumping of my heart
Made me wonder why you never came back

Why do you make it seem so easy
To break the oaths, to shatter the glass
I can’t accept the anatomy of absence
I still sense your skin almost all the time

I stare at the abyss of the night sky
I see us in a vision, the remnants of your touch

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed
And I lay here… love deployed.

Come on, don’t leave me with my cryptic parables
It can’t be so easy to live your life as if I was never yours
I’m here, trying to poetize this burning feeling
To romanticize what’s fleeting
To make some sense of why you’d go

One moment you believed it, the next you were leaving
You left me feeling small, so pathetic
All I have is to cling to some dignity
By telling this story like it’s prophetic…

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed…

All I want to say is I hate that you’re gone
And I loathe that you forgot
And I hope that you regret it,
That your heart can’t forget it,
When my shadow appears, may you endlessly dread it

Lyrics, production, covert art: Adriana Lazcano

all I want to say..

Let Go

Nostalgia (Demo)

Only in my dreams I’m free

numb

ANOTR - If You Really ID @ Mayan Warrior Burning Man

the whole street knows i’m scared
cos i’m turning all the lights on
before I go to bed
she said
‘all my life I’ve craved a feeling that I can not name - it’s like there’s something waiting’
the garden with the graves in

head gone
type-cast
smoke weed
makes the time pass
sextape
joyride
lucid dream in rewind
hold you
in spaces
where they can’t see our faces
I cried
at the tv
cos a dog died
in a movie

cos when missing you’s so cruel
your love’s made me a fool
now i’m drowning with the ghouls
sit around all afternoon
and think of you
in a skirt

the whole street knows i’m scared
cos i’m turning all the lights on
before I go to bed
she said
‘all my life I’ve craved a feeling that I can not name - it’s like there’s something waiting’
the garden with the graves in

the garden with the graves in

The lights fall soft on her silvered hair,
A shimmer caught in the midnight air.

Her laughter drifts through the crowded room,
And every note cuts through the gloom.

And though the music pulls her near,
Her eyes find mine — I disappear.

The years between us melt away,
When she looks — when she looks my way.

She’s not the girl I met back then,
She’s more — she’s love, she’s life again.

I sit and watch, a silent prayer,
To keep her dancing, keep her there.

And though she twirls with someone new,
Her heart still whispers, “I see you.”

And in her glance, I see it clear —
The same young love that brought me here.

The night folds close, the lights grow dim,
But her gaze still pulls me back to then.

She turns once more — her eyes, they say,
“I’m yours, always… when I look your way.”


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