Chasing Tomorrow

Chasing Tomorrow (Together Alone Remix) [feat. Anna Graceman]

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Alone Again at Christmastime

Heartbreak is my first single, written from that feeling when someone is still everywhere, even though they’re no longer there. The track blends melancholy with strength: soft synths, dreamy atmospheres, and lyrics about memories that refuse to fade.
If you’re into sad pop / indie vibes that hit you late at night, this one’s for you.

Heartbreak

HEADLOCK (prod.idontworry)

Knock Me Back

self-made alt-trap / dark pop from Ghent.
“Final Note” — my first official release available on Spotify, Apple Music & all platforms.
#Camur #FinalNote #AltTrap #DarkPop #SelfMade #FromGhent #RedX ❌

Final Note (Single)

Final Note

belgium with the belgian snow.
raw demo

lyrics:

Ghent, same shit. 
Red X — time, bitch.

I don’t even know — said I won’t do coke again, 
bump a whole gram — there I go again.
me, Eva, the stims, the xans, stuck on repeat — rinse and cleanse. 

night-bus fog through Sint-Pieters rain, 
phone light flicker — dopamine chain.
postcards home I’ll never send, 
every high just loops the end. 


Belgium with the Belgian snow,
Belgium with the Belgian coke. 
taxes make me fucking broke, 
forty-five percent — I choke.
(2x)

nothing makes sense, hate the suspense, 
why even try when the past won’t end?
trust me — this ain’t a lie, 
so gone I might ghost tonight.

UGent need me a cold brew, 
dreams that barely grew. 
Camur in class, half-awake, 
wrote Final Note on a tax form page.
 
what happens after? I don’t know,
time for a xan — let the seconds slow.
fuck this country, I need my tan, 
Latina bitches 10/10. 


Belgium with the Belgian snow,
Belgium with the Belgian coke. 
taxes make me fucking broke, 
forty-five percent — I choke. 


 university — can’t do shit,
 Charlatan — I’m ’bout to trip.
 Final Note — abandon ship,
 Red X — time to dip.

Belgian Snow (raw)

Quicksand Serenade pulls you into a world where shadows and light collide, where every step forward feels like sinking deeper. It’s a haunting reflection on struggle, temptation, and the fragile beauty we cling to when everything threatens to consume us. Both dark and bittersweet, it whispers of despair and hope in the same breath — leaving you to decide whether the quicksand is an ending, or the beginning of something deeper.

Quicksand Serenade

Trumpets

Verse 1
I'll be right back, pulling out the chair,
Head to the bathroom, let it all come out.
Been doing this so much, now it's routine,
Vomit spotted red, blood in the spout.
Held it in too long, secrets locked inside,
Now I need to purge the truth that's died.
Years of struggle, eating just one month,
Hate every bite, but no choice in this hunt.
Chorus
Vomiting the truth, no more chains to bind,
Eating disorder's war, but I'm claiming my mind.
Blood on the edges, pain in the fight,
I'll speak my story, into the light.
No holding back, no silence tonight,
Rising from the maze, into the fight.
Verse 2
Caught between anorexia and the endless heave,
Couldn't feel hunger, just sick day and night.
Never gave a damn, world's cold decree,
Treated like trash, out of mind, out of sight.
Thrown away or locked in a padded cell,
You don't feel my pain, but that's just as well.
Doesn't change a thing, I'm rising from the fall,
On a mission now, I'll answer the call.
Chorus
Vomiting the truth, no more chains to bind,
Eating disorder's war, but I'm claiming my mind.
Blood on the edges, pain in the fight,
I'll speak my story, into the light.
No holding back, no silence tonight,
Rising from the maze, into the fight.
Verse 3
Yes, it's an eating disorder, don't fake your care,
Got so damn sick, mind lost in the haze.
Sleep deprivation, writing through the dawn,
Life's a twisted maze, mistakes etched in stone.
Won't change the past, but from here I'll fight,
Make it all better than last week's dark night.
No more holding back, I'll speak my truth loud,
Vomit out the lies, stand tall in the crowd.
Bridge
Whispers in the mirror, shadows of the past,
Hunger's ghost lingers, but it won't last.
From the blood and the ache, a new fire ignites,
Breaking the cycle, reaching for the heights.
No more hiding, no more chains so tight,
This is my turning, into endless light.
Chorus
Vomiting the truth, no more chains to bind,
Eating disorder's war, but I'm claiming my mind.
Blood on the edges, pain in the fight,
I'll speak my story, into the light.
No holding back, no silence tonight,
Rising from the maze, into the fight.

Vomiting The Truth 4

Rendered in Static
by Nova_Knight_99

A hybrid track blending metal, indie, and electronic elements, built entirely from a digital foundation.
This song explores the tension between synthetic creation and real emotion — heavy where it needs to be, restrained where it matters.

Vocals, instrumentation, and production were created and rendered using Suno AI Pro.
Lyrics, concept, direction, and creative decisions by Nova_Knight_99.

This project does not aim to imitate or replace human artists.
It exists as an exploration of sound, identity, and modern creation.

If it resonates — that’s the point.

“Rendered in Static”

Ghent's nocturnal pulse - Dutch/Belgian dark-pop meets alt/trap ❌