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“The Hollow Parade” is a haunting protest song that explores the collapse of social justice, the manipulation of political systems, and the emotional numbness of a society drifting toward authoritarianism. It unfolds like a slow, surreal march through a world where wealth shields the powerful, truth is commodified, and silence is weaponized.

The song opens with a whispered reflection on how comfort and silence are sold as truth. The first verse exposes the widening gap between rich and poor, portraying justice as wounded and passive. The pre-chorus introduces emotional dissonance—people play along, but something inside is breaking. The chorus delivers the central metaphor: a “hollow parade” where decay is normalized and silence is mistaken for peace.

Subsequent verses dive into:
- Lobbyism and political corruption, where laws are bought and democracy becomes theater.
- The rise of fascist ideologies, masked as patriotism and tradition.
- Digital alienation, where curated pain and social media numb real suffering.
- Disconnected leadership, where those in power speak from marble thrones, untouched by the realities of the street.

The bridge is a spoken-word rupture—a warning that beneath every anthem lies a faultline. The final verse asks whether we will awaken when silence begins to scream, or continue chasing the dream. The outro fades into whispered despair, as the parade marches on—hollow, sorrowful, and louder than ever.

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🎤 Lyrics: “The Hollow Parade” (Clean Version)

[Intro – Static Whispers]  
They told us silence was safety.  
They sold us comfort as truth.  
But the wires hum with hunger,  
And the shadows know our youth.

[Verse 1 – The Divide]  
In towers of glass they count their gold,  
While children sleep in cardboard folds.  
The ladder’s pulled, the gate is sealed,  
The poor grow hungry, the rich concealed.  
A whisper spreads: “This is the way…”  
But justice limps and turns away.

[Pre-Chorus – Cracks in the Frame]  
We watch the screen, we play the part,  
But something’s breaking in the heart.

[Chorus – Hollow Parade]  
This is the hollow parade,  
Where truth is dressed in debt and shade.  
March to the rhythm of decay,  
And pray the silence keeps you safe.

[Verse 2 – The Lobby Waltz]  
They dance in halls with velvet ties,  
Trade truth for favors, sell their lies.  
A handshake buys a law or two,  
While we choke on the air they blew.  
The ballot’s ink begins to fade—  
A puppet show, a masquerade.

[Verse 3 – The Hollow Parade]  
Marching boots in polished rows,  
Flags unfurl where hatred grows.  
They chant of pride, of blood, of land,  
While silence grips the outstretched hand.  
The past returns in sharper dress,  
With slogans carved in emptiness.

[Pre-Chorus – Cracks in the Frame]  
We watch the screen, we play the part,  
But something’s breaking in the heart.

[Chorus – Hollow Parade]  
This is the hollow parade,  
Where truth is dressed in debt and shade.  
March to the rhythm of decay,  
And pray the silence keeps you safe.

[Verse 4 – The Disconnect]  
Screens glow bright with curated pain,  
A thousand likes, a dying vein.  
The leaders speak from marble thrones,  
Their words like static, dry as bones.  
They’ve never walked the broken street,  
Where hope and hunger daily meet.

[Bridge – The Faultline]  
There’s a faultline under every anthem,  
A tremor in the polished speech.  
The ground remembers what they forget—  
And one day, it will teach.

[Verse 5 – The Echo Chamber]  
So build your walls and call it peace,  
Let fear and profit never cease.  
But cracks will form, the truth will bleed,  
From every soul they failed to feed.  
And when the silence starts to scream—  
Will you wake, or chase the dream?

[Outro – Dissonant Fade]  
The parade keeps marching,  
But the drums are hollow.  
The flags are stitched with sorrow.  
And the silence…  
is growing louder.

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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf (MOBest). All rights reserved.

The Hollow Parade

Kian cyrs - Same As You - Slowed

Taste Test

The soundtrack to a lovestory in the south of france.

Ghost of me

All night with you.

You breathe slow like a midnight hymn
Soft as a secret trimmed on the brim
Your scent hangs close like a whispered sin
가지 마, drifting warm and thin

Gold cufflinks flash when you turn my way
Balmain lapel in the smoky sway
Your voice cuts quiet through velvet air
돌아와, like a silent dare

Shadows lean in when you call my name
Low like a gamble, sharp like a flame
You say don’t stay, but you hold me still
Soft contradiction bending your will

Round and round, the room turns slow
Lights fall soft like afterglow
Round and round, you pull me near
Love hits quiet, crystal clear

Your glass tilts slow with a crimson pour
Baccarat shine on the marble floor
A half smile hides what you never say
Don't let go, fading as you sway

Tom Ford shadows on your skin tonight
Eyes like embers under yellow light
You move like trouble dressed in gold
기억해, slipping soft and cold

Sweet on the tongue but sharp inside
You love in riddles you never hide
You say don’t fall, but your hands insist
Two soft lies in a single kiss

Round and round, the room turns slow
Lights fall soft like afterglow
Round and round, you pull me near
Love hits quiet, crystal clear

Smoke curls up like a whispered vow
Soft devotion breaking now
If this ends with a shattered tune
Let it fade under neon moon

Round and round, the room turns slow
Lights fall soft like afterglow
Round and round, you pull me near
Love hits quiet, crystal clear

이 밤 끝에 너만 남아
돌아와도 괜찮아
난 여전히 그 자리야

Round and Round

🇺🇸
A twisted, gritty confession about wanting control, losing control, and pretending not to care.
It’s a story of someone who tightens the leash while quietly panicking inside — laughing when the other tries to leave, but shaking at the thought of being left alone.
A push-and-pull that feels seductive, dangerous, obsessive.
In the end, both of them keep circling back, whispering the same truth: you were always mine — and I was always yours.
🇰🇷 
조이고, 놓치고, 아무렇지 않은 척하는 왜곡된 고백.
벗어나려는 상대를 보며 웃지만, 속으로는 누구보다 흔들리는 마음.
위험하고 집착적인, 벗어나지 못하는 밀고 당기기의 기록.
결국 같은 곳으로 돌아온다. 결국 너였고… 결국 나였다는 사실로.

You Sure?

Lyrics

Verse 1
I wake up every morning in a life that should feel right,
But something in the colors… doesn’t match the morning light.
The shoreline pulls away from me… the waves don’t roll my way,
And every little victory… feels borrowed for a day.
It’s all so close to perfect… but never what it seems—
Feels like I’m living… SOMEONE ELSE'S DREAM…
Chorus
Out of rhythm… out of time…
Life should be shining… but I feel misaligned.
Out of rhythm… out of time…
Something feels off-rhythm… never feels like mine.
I keep reaching for a heartbeat…
That will finally meet with mine—
Out of rhythm… out of time… OUT OF TIME…
Verse 2
My family loves me deeply… and my work keeps me afloat,
But quiet in my chest there… hides a faint, unfinished note.
The sunset never changes here… forever halfway done,
And roads I thought I chose myself… feel borrowed one by one.
I try to smile with gratitude… but drift inside the seam—
Feels like I’m living… SOMEONE ELSE'S DREAM…
Chorus
Out of rhythm… out of time…
Life should be shining… but I feel misaligned.
Out of rhythm… out of time…
Something feels off-rhythm… never feels like mine.
I keep reaching for a heartbeat…
That will finally meet with mine—
Out of rhythm… out of time… OUT OF TIME…
Bridge
Maybe there’s a missing chord… I haven’t learned to play,
A softer voice inside of me… still trying to lead the way.
If I can find the doorway… where the hidden shadows lean,
Maybe I can wake… into the life… that’s meant for me.
Final Chorus
Out of rhythm… out of time…
Life should be shining… but I feel misaligned.
Out of rhythm… out of time…
Something feels off-rhythm… never feels like mine.
If I find the road that opens…
Where my unseen melodies shine—
I’ll fall into the rhythm… into time… INTO TIME…
Outro
Till then I move between the glare… and the gleam—
Half awake… drifting through… SOMEONE ELSE'S DREAM…
Out of rhythm… out of time…... inside... 

SOMEONE ELSE'S DREAM…  SOMEONE ELSE'S DREAM…

Lyrics written by CJ, instruments and vocals created with AI.

Out of Rhythm, Out of Time

CJ is an amateur lyricist and works with different AI's to create self reflective music and concept exploration.  Exploring loss and love.  Looking for singers/musicians to record.

Out of Rhythm, Out of Time

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