In his final track of 2024, Joe Sims aka 2NDBLE$$ING goes out with a bang--defining who he is and what he is about using the witty composition and his smooth melodies that we all here at SoundCloud have come to love. We never grow tired of this Dallas, Texas artist dropping new material, because, with 2NDBLE$$ING, you never know what to expect. From all of us here at SoundCloud, enjoy THE FINAL ROUND by yours truly: 2NDBLE$$ING

THE FINAL ROUND

cough got teeth chewin’ on my bones
grief’s a feedback loop of dial tone moans
can’t sleep just watch the ceiling spin
clock pounds hard when the dark takes in
your picture’s pinned where the light won’t land
cracked frame grins like it planned the stand
sweat won’t rinse pills freeze the scene
still waitin’ on a crash that won’t come clean

you left and the silence turned mean
no wind just the breath of the scream

call it chance call it bleed
i just echo through what you don’t read
no fix no reprieve
just a voice where the ghosts still breathe
she was here then she split
but her echo’s etched in every bit
i don’t climb i don’t hide
i just sing what’s left when the burn won’t die

woke up slow in a shirt still damp
blinds half shut walls closin’ like clamps
walked past faces without a name
each one lookin’ through me all the same
your laugh still loops in the kitchen fan
half heard hum in a rust warped pan
heat don’t rise the stove won’t light
but the mark you left still cooks just right

some things rot but they won’t die
some goodbyes just multiply

call it dust call it creed
i just echo through what i can’t feed
no fix no retreat
just a hum in the hollow beat
she was gone still she stayed
like a rhythm you can’t unplay
i don’t fight i don’t lie
i just sing what’s left when the ache won’t die

don’t know how far the drop goes down
but my feet went quiet once i left the ground
your name don’t ring but it still replies
like a dream with its jaw too wide

call it break call it bleed
still i echo through what you don’t read
no fix no reprieve
just a voice in the fallout weave
she was tide she was drive
now i sing what’s left when the ache survives

still falling
still falling
edge of the echo still calling
still crawling
still crawling
no lift no light still stalling
still haunted
still hunted
grief don’t fade it just keeps taunting

Edge of the Echo

Eddyverse

Bleed You Dry

Glitch in the mood

Drums rush like panic, but the melody moves slow and wounded. This is the final step: not redemption, but acceptance. He won’t forget. He won’t forgive. But he chooses to keep breathing.

The Quiet Reset

Some ghosts don’t stay buried.

AIBRY’s Whispers Beneath the Ash isn’t just an album — it’s a breakdown rebuilt into something louder. Mixing metalcore and trap, this record crawls out of the wreckage with heavy riffs, suffocating 808s, and spoken word pieces that feel like they were carved into the walls of a burning house.

Listen if you dare. Play it alone, but don’t say you weren’t warned.

I Didn’t Die There (Spoken Word)

Bury the Ghost

This was written by Resonation and Daniel perry made with power this is his soundclould https://soundcloud.com/resonation

Craving To Be Free

AIBRY – Cassette Tapes

This project is more than an album — it’s an artifact. A two-sided experience that plays like a lost tape rescued from the static. Side A hits fast and raw, with fractured memories and jagged rhythms. Side B slows down into the deep burn, echoing in distortion and decay.

Every track is a chapter — reels spinning, signals breaking through the noise. This is trauma, survival, and rebirth, pressed onto magnetic tape and left for anyone brave enough to press play.

📀 Track Order

Side A

Press Play 
Legacy/Cracks
Walkman Wounds
Signal in the Static
Loop Failure
Rewind Interlude

Side B
7. Ashes to Armor
8. Static Saints
9. Channel Burn
10. Sidewalk Gospel
11. Dead Air Interlude
12. I Stayed 
13. Outro

⚡ Explore the full interactive deck and message board: https://thelastcassette.neocities.org/

Legacy/Cracks

Charles  Alvarado Wake Up || Cee Australia.com

This one is personal. I’ve lived with depression and suicidal thoughts most of my life. I’ve stayed — through nights I thought I wouldn’t, through scars and silence. But I’ve lost too many friends who didn’t.

I Stayed, I Wish You Had Too is a country/metal hybrid I wrote out of grief, anger, and love. It’s for the ones who couldn’t find a reason to stay, and for the ones still fighting to.

If you’re in that place: reach out. Call someone. In the U.S., dial 988 for the Suicide & Crisis Lifeline. Wherever you are, find your local hotline or talk to someone you trust. You don’t have to go alone.

I Stayed, I Wish You Had Too

I don’t make music to be famous. I make it so no one feels as alone as I did.

For 40 years I’ve carried scars that never seemed to heal. My songs are pieces of that fight—pain, survival, and the long walk through fire. Every beat, every lyric, is a hand reaching back for the ones still trapped in the dark.

I’m AIBRY. A songwriter, a builder, a survivor. My music isn’t polished for the charts—it’s raw, unmasked, and honest. If it keeps even one person breathing through the night, then it’s done its job.

I Stayed, I Wish You Had Too

AIBRY

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