This project is a knife wrapped in velvet, a diary dressed in distortion. With five tracks that cut between emo, alternative, and R&B, the EP captures the sharp edges of love, loss, and survival in a world that doesn’t slow down to care. Each song is a confession disguised as a weapon — from the biting honesty of “Assumptions Stop Assuming” to the haunting ache of “Holy Ache,” to the shadowy closing in “Ghostly Predator.” Together, they tell a story of vulnerability and defiance, heartbreak and holy war, the bruises beneath the skin and the ghosts that never leave. It’s clever, bold, and unafraid to bleed in neon.

Under My Skin

Один и тот же сон

This song came from the fractures — the places where I almost gave up.
I wanted to capture that collision of silence, guilt, and survival, and turn it into something louder than fear.

The lyrics are about being broken but still holding on, about showing up for the people you love even when your hands won’t stop shaking. It’s the weight of being a father, the ache of failure, and the stubborn choice to stay present through it all.

In the bigger picture, this track is part of the Shiitake Products world of rebellion and rawness. It’s not polished perfection — it’s cracked porcelain stitched back together with firelight and stubborn love. It’s my gospel, my trance, my country confession set on fire with bass.

Lyrics (copy-paste ready)

Cracks in me showing
I can’t hide
Hands won’t hold steady
But I try

Waves crash inward, shadows press down
Fear the storm is the gift I pass down
I wear my guilt like a second skin
But I’ll hold you close when the night caves in
Even when silence claws at my chest
You are the anchor, my only rest

I can’t promise I won’t fall
But I promise I’ll face it all
Even when I lose my way
You’re the reason I still stay

I’ll keep showing up, even when I break
Stitch the seams with the love I make
The fire may fade, but the ember remains
Through the sorrow, through the pain

The mirror shows a weary face
But in your laughter, I find grace
Your small hands steady mine again
Teaching me how the cracks can mend
Even broken fathers stand
With trembling but open hands

I can’t promise I won’t fall
But I promise I’ll face it all
Even when I lose my way
You’re the reason I still stay

I’ll keep showing up, even when I break
Patch the holes with the love I make
The fire may fade, but the ember remains
Through the sorrow, through the pain

If you wonder why I look so tired
Why the climb feels steeper, why the light feels quiet
It was never you
It was never you

I’ll keep showing up, even when I break
Stitch the seams with the love I make
The fire may fade, but the ember remains
Through the sorrow, through the pain

Still hold
Even when broken
I hold

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