Text:
Intro:
We built our homes with open gates, not walls,
Let the green in — never thought about the calls.
Tiny footsteps under doors, beneath the floor,
Something crawls within what we ignored.

Verse 1:
We sold our soil, in flowerpots from foreign lands,
Imported dreams in soil that slipped through our hands.
We planted palms, olive trees, nothing wrong we thought,
But in the earth, the silent army was wrought.

Pre-Hook:
We wanted paradise, flowers and sun,
We got invasion, and the damage begun.

Chorus:
This is our quiet war, no guns, no enemy we see,
Just ants beneath our feet, our own fault, how blind we be.
If we heal the ground, shut the gates, break the chains we've made,
Maybe life will find a way, before all colors fade.

(Solo)

Verse 2:
Homes have cracks, internet goes dead,
Little steps invade where we used to tread.
Every petal’s shadow hides a thousand feet,
We ignored the rules, now we feel the heat.

Bridge:
There’s no front line, no smoke in sky,
But war’s still here, in every crack, in every lie.
We can’t bomb them out — this war is inside,
Heal with our hands, with truth as guide.

(Guitar-solo)

Final Chorus:
This is our quiet war, but we can still stand free,
If we plant with care, guard what earth can be.
Close the gates, cleanse the soil, turn fear into repair,
Our war can end — if we learn to care.

Outro (soft):
We learn to care, we rise from despair.

Our Quiet War

Hear My Cry 😭Sequel to the album "Lose Control" (soon)

Hear My Cry (Sequel to the album "Lose Control")

Breathing Again

조용한 밤, 그리움이 손끝에서 스며든다.
빛바랜 화면 속 실루엣, 그리고 아직 열지 못한 마음.
JSTY의 속삭임처럼, 사랑은 나중에 찾아온다.

In the quiet of night, longing seeps through his fingertips.
A faded silhouette on the screen — a heart he dares not open.
Like a whisper from JSTY, love comes... later.

그리워, 나중에 (Miss You, Later)

Text:
[Verse]
I see the cracks in your painted smile
Your words drip honey but they burn like fire
Every time you speak
It's a funeral pyre

[Chorus]
Don't lie to me
I can see the seams
Your truth unravels like broken dreams
Don't lie to me
Don't even try
I hear the truth hiding in your sigh

(solo)

[Verse 2]
Your shadow moves when the light's too still
You twist the air
Bending every will
But the mirror shows what you can't conceal

[Prechorus]
Your eyes flick left
They betray the game
Your lips move slow
But they spell my name

[Chorus]
Don't lie to me
I can feel the sting
Your words are poison with a shiny ring
Don't lie to me
Don't play pretend
I know the story before it ends

(solo)

[Bridge]
Truth is a ghost
It haunts your breath
A tangled web that spins to death
You built a castle made of sand
But I hold the tide in my hand

[Outro]
The silence screams
The air turns cold
Your story’s frayed
The threads won’t hold
I gave you faith
You gave me doubt
The truth is all I care about

Don't Lie to Me

Lyrics:

Night so heavy it swallows the moon
Bridge creaks beneath my worn-out shoes
Wind whispers secrets I don't want to hear
The river's cold and waiting near

But then a voice cuts through the black
A tiny sound that pulls me back

Hold on tight don't let it go
The love you planted starts to grow
A little hand in mine so small
Hold on tight or lose it all

Tears like rain on a face made of stone
Thought I was lost thought I was alone
But there you stand with eyes so wide
A spark of life I cannot hide

Hold on tight don't let it go
The love you planted starts to grow
A little hand in mine so small
Hold on tight or lose it all

The river still calls but it can't compete
With the heartbeat running to my feet
A reason to stay a reason to fight
In your eyes I see the light

Hold on tight don't let it go
The love you planted starts to grow
A little hand in mine so small
Hold on tight or lose it all
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Track: Hold On Tight
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Daniel Espinoza
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Hold On Tight - Feat. Daniel Espinoza

Banana (Jabberwock)

(Chorus)
I'm so sick of being alive,
Don't think that I could understand,
'Cause I'm so sick of being human —
Don't think that I could take it.
I'm so sick of being alive,
Never thought I'd empathize.
So sick of being human —
Don't think that I could take it.

(Verse 1)
They built me up a hundred feet tall just to tear me down,
Look at me by their throne, laughing at me like I'm some poor clown.
(Λῦσόν με… λῦσόν με…)
Do people think they have free ride on my mind,
Coming at me, using me, leaving me broken on the floor, cast aside?
(Λῦσόν με… λῦσόν με…)
Why is it so hard for others to love me?
Is it because I'm not someone who could ever be married?
I'm not girly enough for you, not manly enough for your little secrets.
Is my image and my thoughts too much to handle for a man like you?
When am I gonna be loved like my sisters, like my mothers?
And if one day we sit and share a drink together —
Will you finally bear the sight of my tears?

(Pre-Chorus)
Αἰά… Αἰά… Αἰά…
Αἰά… Αἰά… Αἰά…

(Chorus)
I'm so sick of being alive,
Don't think that I could understand,
'Cause I'm so sick of being human —
Don't think that I could take it.
I'm so sick of being alive,
Never thought I'd empathize.
So sick of being human —
Don't think that I could take it.

(Verse 2)
I'm left here wondering about all the things we could've done —
If I was someone you actually cared about,
Not just a toy on display for your sake when you're bored.
(Λῦσόν με… λῦσόν με…)
Yet I'm still here apologizing for being me,
Yet you're still here making me guilty for being me.
When will I finally stand out in the eyes of those I hold dear?
When will I finally grow wings to fly through their dreams?
(Λῦσόν με… λῦσόν με…)

(Pre-Chorus)
Αἰά… Αἰά… Αἰά…
Αἰά… Αἰά… Αἰά…

(Chorus)
I'm so sick of being alive,
Don't think that I could understand,
'Cause I'm so sick of being human —
Don't think that I could take it.
I'm so sick of being alive,
Never thought I'd empathize.
So sick of being human —
Don't think that I could take it.

(Bridge)
Οὖλλε… Οὖλλε… Οὖλλε…
Μοῖραι, δέξασθέ με… δέξασθέ με…
Οὖλλε… Οὖλλε… Οὖλλε…
Μοῖραι, δέξασθέ με… δέξασθέ με…
Λῦσόν με… λῦσόν με…
Λῦσόν με… λῦσόν με…

(Outro)
I'm so sick (Κραυγή)
Of being me.
I'm so sick (Κραυγή)
Of crying myself to sleep.
I'm so sick (Κραυγή)
Of wanting to die.

I'm so sick of being alive

Signal to Heaven

Midnight Christmas
Aiko Nova finally drops her first Christmas album, and it hits like a late-night walk through December with the whole world lit up around you. Midnight Christmas blends her moody electronic style with that familiar holiday spark, giving you a mix that feels fresh without losing the comfort you want this time of year.
She brings her own stories into it—tracks like “Midnight Christmas Light” and “One More Christmas Morning” feel like moments you’ve lived before but never heard put into music quite like this. Then you’ve got the fun stuff: “Just One Present,” “No Coal This Year, Please!” and “ELMO SAVES CHRISTMAS” push straight into that kid-energy zone, the kind of songs you end up humming without even realizing it.
Her take on the classics keeps the soul of each one, but the production gives them a cooler edge. “The First Noel,” “Angels We Have Heard on High,” and “Drummer Boy” sound bigger, more cinematic, almost like they were meant to live in her world all along. Even the French carol—“Un flambeau, Jeannette, Isabelle”—lands with a surprising amount of heat.
The entire album feels built for real December life—wrapping gifts on the floor, the glow of a tree in a dark room, cruising home after a long night, or watching the first bit of snow fall from a quiet window. It’s familiar, but it’s got this modern energy running underneath it that keeps everything moving.
Midnight Christmas isn’t trying to be a throwback or a sugary holiday record. It’s Aiko Nova stepping into the season on her own terms—bold, warm, playful when she wants to be, and dead-on honest when the night gets still.
It’s the kind of album that doesn’t just fill the background.
It becomes part of the season.

No Coal This Year, Please!

“911 For a Soul” is Track 3 of the Years Without Help concept album.
It captures a real situation too many people face: calling for help during a mental health breakdown and being treated like a threat instead of a person in crisis.

Alt-R&B meets lo-fi trap and spoken-word confession — close-mic, low-toned vocals over sparse drums and ambient tension. This chapter marks the shift from “I can handle it” to fear of asking at all.

Content note: explicit language + heavy themes (mental health crisis, emergency response, violence aftermath).

More context: https://apnews.com/article/police-shooting-christian-glass-colorado-4b7204f98a8acd3626c3d7768576f20d

911 For a Soul

🎙️ Independent storyteller | 🇺🇸🇲🇽 | Voice through survival
I use AI-assisted tools to co-create some of my music, but every lyric, edit, and emotional heartbeat is mine.

All songs are legally licensed for commercial release. I rewrite, restructure, and remix every line until it reflects real life — mine, and maybe yours too.

If it helps even one person feel less alone in their frustration, grief, or journey… then it was worth creating.

🧠 Music built from survival.
🫀 Songs crafted with truth.
🤖 Powered by technology. Driven by heart.

911 For a Soul

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