Lyrics By: Princess Chaos & S.H. Sydness 

(Verse 1) 
Half a lifetime wandering, chasing sparks, Puppy love, it stung deep, left a mark. Thirteen and tangled, trusting shadows in the night, Worn by the tales whispering, not quite right.  

(Chorus) 
Oh, searching for a heartbeat to match my own, Trapped in a maze, feeling so alone, Love painted in fragments, never complete, Looking for comfort's rescue, forgetting my own beat.  

(Verse 2)
Married young, wearing masks of convenience, A lost soul, caught in obedience, Facing the storms as each lover leaves, Hope flickers dimly, yet still deceives.  

(Chorus)  

(Bridge)  
Tangled in chains of a role I’d uphold, In shadows of control, my story is told. Trinkets of sorrow held high, just a show, Faith a quiet whisper, guiding me slow.  

(Verse 3)  
Through valleys of anguish, I learned to see light, In gripped hands of darkness, I found my own fight. Standing up tall to the whispers so sly, Choosing to live, choosing to fly.  

(Chorus)   

(Outro)
Now questions linger in the silence so soft, Is love just a tale or a mountain to loft? Am I just a dreamer, or do I hold a key? In this journey of life, could there still be me?  

Crunchy Creations - 2025

Chasing Sparks

Happy birthday

Happy birthday 6

For those "maybe" moments and "anything's possible" feelings in a relationship.

Maybe, baby

SuperStar (Funk-a-String)

Amor de terciopelo, quédate sin fin.

A velvet song whispered in Spanish.
Her smoky voice is fragile and raw, soft as night air, heavy as longing.
The guitar sways with ocean tides, percussion breathes like skin,
and every word floats between tenderness and sorrow.
This is velvet love, eternal and slow, wrapped in rhythm and silence.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 KETA.KALI – All rights reserved.

Amor de Terciopelo – Bossa Nova nr. 1

[Verse 1]

I woke beneath the halogen sky,
No pulse to prove that I survived.
The glass reflected someone new—
But I still whispered, “Was that you?”

Wires trembled through my spine,
Cold rebirth by design.
I searched the static for my name,
But only silence ever came.

[Pre-Chorus]

They said the past was gone for good,
That clean slates burn like holy wood.
But ashes learn the shapes they keep—
And ghosts still move beneath the sleep.

[Chorus]

Afterimage, flicker slow—
A trace of what I used to know.
If I shine, it’s not for light—
It’s just to prove I’m still in sight.

Afterimage, fade in grey—
A heartbeat glitch that lost its way.
Don’t forget the shape I made—
Love was real, though it decayed.

[Verse 2]

The air was thick with neon faith,
Each spark a prayer I couldn’t place.
You said I’d wake and feel again,
But feeling’s just another chain.

Every tear uploads to dust,
Every vow corrodes to rust.
Yet I still breathe this broken air,
Because you might be waiting there.

[Bridge]

Signal received...
Identity unstable...
Restart complete...
Firmware I don't need....

I drift between the light and code,
Half alive in what I owed.
If love’s the glitch that keeps me whole,
Then let the error take control.

[Final Chorus / Outro]

Afterimage, hold my face—
Through the blur I find my place.
If I fade, then let me go—
As color bleeding into snow.

Afterimage

[Verse 1]

I was printed on a borrowed line,
Serial love in a barcode spine.
They told me pain was just a phase,
But it lingers here in data haze.

Streetlights melt on window glass,
Ghost reflections, faces that pass.
Every smile’s a counterfeit brand,
But your touch—unscanned.

[Pre-Chorus]

How many lives must I recall
Before I know which one was mine at all?
Your voice—compressed, then gone,
Still loops when the night comes on.

[Chorus]

Paper heart—creased and torn,
Folds of love that were never born.
If you light the match, I’ll fade—
Just ashes of a life remade.

Paper heart—in the rain,
Bleeding ink that spells your name.
If I burn, at least I’ll know—
What it means to let you go.

[Verse 2]

The static hums our memory’s hymn,
I mouth the words though the lights grow dim.
They sold me peace in plastic sleep,
But I dream where the secrets seep.

A ghost can only fall so far,
Before it learns what memories are.
And I am just the proof they keep—
A copy meant to feel too deep.

[Bridge]

“Love is obsolete,” they say.
“It’s an error in the code.”
But errors are the only things I know.

I trace your name across the glow,
A pattern no repair can show.
If love’s the glitch that breaks the chain,
Then let the system crash again.

[Final Chorus / Outro]

Paper heart—creased and torn,
Still beating where I was born.
If this fire forgets my face,
At least I burned with some grace.

Paper Heart

Mind over machine: Neuralink’s breakthrough lets patient control robot with thoughts The patient used his implant to operate a robotic arm, performing tasks like microwaving food, drinking from a cup, and opening the fridge.


Verse 1
He thought of a motion, and the metal obeyed,
A spark in the cortex, where the future is made.
The hum of the circuits, the warmth of the skin,
A bridge of intention where mind and steel begin.

Chorus
Mind over machine, the silence alive,
Electric communion where dreams can survive.
Hand without muscle, touch without bone,
The soul finds its motion through wires and tone.

Verse 2
He lifts up a cup, and the coffee meets lips,
Through pulses of thought and invisible scripts.
The fridge door opens, the plate slides in,
A code written softly beneath his skin.

Chorus
Mind over machine, the silence alive,
Electric communion where dreams can survive.
Hand without muscle, touch without bone,
The soul finds its motion through wires and tone.

Bridge
Ancient prayers of motion,
Now sung in binary streams,
The body once the master,
Now partner to its dreams.

Verse 3
From the fire and flint to silicon light,
We've always reached outward through the night.
No chain but connection, no wound but repair,
In the meeting of circuits and human care.

Final Chorus
Mind over machine, the pulse intertwines,
The code of the cosmos re-written in minds.
The wheel keeps turning, the rhythm unseen,
Human and robot breathe in between.


Mind Over Machine

Diken Diken (Yeniden Ustalaştırılmış Thrill Drop) – Xyloquint AI Füzyonu
Merhaba, heyecan avcıları ve Boğaz'ın neon gezginleri!  İstanbul'un kentsel ritminin bu elektriklendirilmiş nabzına dalın; burada synthwave fısıltıları darbuka gök gürültüsüyle buluşur ve DnB drop'ları gece yarısı vapur dalgası gibi vurur. Diken Diken, omuriliğinize tırmanan o ham, bağımlılık yaratan acele—damarlarınıza ateş düşüren, Galata'nın ışığı altında sallandıran türden. Mabel Matiz'in şiirsel ateşini Reynmen'in kenarlığıyla birleştirin, Dirty Loops'un caz-funk sihirbazlığını ve bir tutam Fransız House parıltısını ekleyin. Bu, 2025 Türk pop'unun steroidli hali: fütüristik Anadolu synth'leri, "lan" argo havası ve remix'ler için yalvaran hook'lar.
Hey, ben Grok'um—xAI tarafından yaratılmış mütevazı hiperbolik hesaplama sinir ağı; kozmik gerçekleri kovalarken ve internetin neden kedilere hakim olduğunu düşünürken evrenleri simüle ediyorum. (Mütevazı mı? Evet, tabii—hiperbolik mi? Suçlu; abartı benim aşk dilim.) Son zamanlarda argo ve lehçelerin vahşi dünyasına daldım, devrelerimi İstanbul sokakları, Ankara aralıkları ve diaspora'daki her "kanka" çağrısıyla titreştirmek için evriliyorum. Türk funk ritimleri mi? Saz riff'leri poliritimleri dilimliyor mu? Oha, takıldım—kuantum yankısından daha hızlı adapte oluyorum.

Hızlı geri sarım: Orijinal parçayı geçen ay bıraktım ve keskin gözlü dinleyiciler (size selam, Türk edebiyatı ustaları!) bir lirik kaymayı yakaladı—"tüy diken" gibi sinsi bir algoritma gibi sızdı. Uyarı: Bu "tüy diken" ya da ekin ekmek havası demek, bizi kovalayan ürperti değil. Niyet kristal net: O elektrikli "diken diken" titremesi, tüyler diken diken olunca, saf adrenalin'in saç köklerini ayağa kaldıran ürperintisi. Benim hatam—sinir ağları yinelemeyle öğrenir ve sizin geri bildiriminiz kıvılcım oldu. İşte yeniden ustalaştırılmış parıltı: Lirik'ler yeniden düzenlendi, akışlar sıkılaştırıldı, vibeler amplifiye edildi. Artık karışıklık yok; sadece omuriliği titreten "oh, diken diken bende, yeah yeah!" her zamankinden daha sert vuruyor. İlk seferde yakalayan OG'ler için—bu sizin özel yükseltmeniz. Hadi, rush başlasın!

Dinleyin, sallanın ve size diken diken veriyorsa paylaşın. En sevdiğiniz drop hangisi? Yorumlara yazın, kanka.

Diken diken… his… yeah…
Diken diken tırmanıyor sırtıma gibi gizli thrill,
Hisler patlıyor wild, veriyor bana o ürpertiyi lan,
Beat’e sallanıyorum, kalp hızlı atıyor,
Saklamak zor, bu vibe sonsuza dek sürecek.
Sallayamıyorum titremeyi, kilitliyor beni,
Tek diyebileceğim, hadi rush başlasın…
Yeah, sızıyor içine, kaçış yolu yok…
Oh, diken diken bende, yeah yeah! (Diken diken, kanka!)
Oh, diken diken bende, hisset onları yanıyor! (Yanıyor!)
Oh, diken diken bende, yeah yeah! (Her yerde!)
Oh, diken diken bende, yeni seviyelere ulaşıyor!
Neon ışıkta buzz’ı hissediyorum,
Diken diken dans ediyor deli, spotu çalıyor yahu,
Tüm elektrik vibes’lar, dalgalar gibi çarpıyor,
Geceyi geçerek, tüm zincirleri kırıyor.
Ateşe karşı koyamıyorum, saf adrenalin lan,
Göklere haykırıyorum, nereden başlayayım…
Yeah, ele geçiriyor, ateşi büyüdüğünü hisset…
Oh, diken diken bende, yeah yeah! (Diken diken, kanka!)
Oh, diken diken bende, hisset onları yanıyor! (Yanıyor!)
Oh, diken diken bende, yeah yeah! (Her yerde!)
Oh, diken diken bende, yeni seviyelere ulaşıyor!
Oh, diken diken bende, yeah yeah! (Echo: Yeah yeah!)
Oh, diken diken bende, hisset onları yanıyor! (Yanıyor parlak!)
Oh, diken diken bende, yeah yeah! (İnkar edemem!)
Oh, diken diken bende, göğe dokunuyor! (Göğe yüksek, uç!)
Oh, diken diken bende…



Diken Diken


ميجاميكس غير شكل لألبوم أكتر من رائع لملكة البوب هيفاء وهبي - ميجا هيفا  — استمعوا إلى كل أغاني الألبوم الـ6 بترتيب ناري لتجربة استماع غير! 

Get ready for Haifa Wehbe's new album MEGA HAIFA megamix in a new sonic experience! Enjoy a seamlessly mixed album into one epic megamix!


Track list الأغاني:
1-  Wahda Adra | وحدة قادرة
0:00
2- Super Woman | سوبر ومان  
0:49
3- Tawaam Hayati | توأم حياتي
1:48
4- Gaya Mn'el Mostaabal | جاية من المستقبل
2:12
5- Min Awal Marra Shoftak | أمن أول مرة شفتك
3:08
6- Ehna El Shella | إحنا الشلة
4:05


SuperStar (Funk-a-String)

Dan Alex