A reflection on love, loss, and the memories that refuse to fade. A song wrapped in midnight rain, lingering whispers, and the ache of something once felt so deeply. Each note holds heartache.

https://youtu.be/BWJ_dCcUfR0?si=nwj1C4KR_sc27BNF

Echoes  Of Us

[Intro]
(Softly spoken)
Last night changed everything...

[Verse 1]
Barely slept at all
My mind keeps going back
Your breath so close
Then time just stopped

[Pre-chorus]
Fingertips trace where you've been
Again and again
My heart still racing, still racing

[Chorus]
Can't stop touching my lips where you left your mark
Like a print on my soul, we're not the same
Can't stop touching my lips where you left your mark
Baby, what have you done to me?

[Verse 2]
Phone in my hand
Should I call, should I text?
Everything feels different now
Since that moment we connected

[Chorus]
Can't stop touching my lips where you left your mark
Like a print on my soul, we're not the same
Can't stop touching my lips where you left your mark
Baby, what have you done to me?

[Outro]
(Whispered)
Still feeling you...

Aftermath - Elara Quinn

That Girl

“Knees Down, Lights Off” is a prayer in the form of posture.
A track built for low lighting, bare skin, and sacred stillness between moans. She’s not just giving in — she’s offering herself. The vocals are breathy, reverent, soaked in low bass and whispered obedience. This is where submission becomes holy. And touch becomes worship.

Every verse kneels slower.
Every breath thickens the room.
She turns off the lights — not to hide, but to feel more.

There’s no rush.
There’s only rhythm.
And the sound of surrender, dripping from her lips.

Knees Down, Lights Off

Fever in My Bed

(Verse 1) Silk on my skin, you’re pullin’ me close, Drippin' in heat from my head to my toes, You kiss like a thief, stealin' my breath, Makin’ me crave what’s comin’ next.
(Pre-Chorus) Slide in slow, make me beg for more, Got my body singin', got my heart on the floor, Meltin’ into you, lose all control, Let’s set this night on overload.
(Chorus) Got a fever in my bed, can’t cool it down, Runnin' wild with you, burnin' up this town, Touch me deeper, light that flame, Say it filthy while you moan my name. Got a fever in my bed, no turnin’ back, Hands all over, baby, no holdin’ back, Taste the sweat, hear the sound — Fever in my bed, we’re spinnin' round.
(Verse 2) Champagne spillin’ on satin sheets, Your mouth got me shakin' right under the heat, Whisperin' sins that make me grin, You’re the kind of trouble I love to be in.
(Pre-Chorus) Slide in slow, make me beg for more, Got my body singin', got my heart all on the floor, Meltin’ into you, lose all control, Let’s set this night on overload.
(Chorus) Got a fever in my bed, can’t cool it down, Runnin' wild with you, burnin' up this town, Touch me deeper, light that flame, Say it filthy while you moan my name. Got a fever in my bed, no turnin’ back, Hands all over, baby, no holdin’ back, Taste the sweat, hear the sound — Fever in my bed, we’re spinnin' round.
(Bridge) We don’t need no rules tonight, Just your hands, your lips, your firelight, Take me higher with every move, Wrapped in your rhythm, lost in your groove.
(Chorus) Got a fever in my bed, can’t cool it down, Runnin' wild with you, burnin' up this town, Touch me deeper, light that flame, Say it filthy while you moan my name. Got a fever in my bed, no turnin’ back, Hands all over, baby, no holdin’ back, Taste the sweat, hear the sound — Fever in my bed, we’re spinnin' round.
(Outro)
Velvet words slippin' off your tongue, Tangled in the sheets where we come undone, Breath on my neck, hands down low, Say my name slow, don't ever let go.

Copyright (c) 2025 Lisa Andreou * All Rights Reserved.

Fever in my bed (bedroom version)


[verse]
i done seen the text that you sent when you forgot your phone 
telling some bitch that she has to wait til' i'm not home 
i'll be waiting there to give her back her ugly thong 
and you'll be on your knees pleading to me i got it wrong 

[verse]
don't you look at me like that, you are mediocre 
i'm sitting here wondering how we ever made it this far 

[chorus]
i never had to be the one (uh)
we didn't have to be in love (oh)
you could've left, sneaked out the back door 
and i'll confess, i even left it open 
i didn't want to be the one (uh)
oh, i didn't want to be the one (uh)

[verse]
you always had a go at me for dressing down (oh)
all while pleasing some rancid cow (oh)
i guess everything works out 
cos look who's homeless now 
and she's gonna ditch ya cos she only likes to play with toys that have their tag intact 

[verse]
don't you look at me like that, you are mediocre 
i'm sitting here wondering how we ever made it this far

[chorus]
i never had to be the one (uh)
we didn't have to be in love (oh)
you could've left, sneaked out the back door 
and i'll confess, i even left it open 
i never had to be the one (the one)
we didn't have to be in love (in love)
you could've left, sneaked out the back door 
and i'll confess, i even left it open 
i didn't want to be the one (uh)
oh, i didn't want to be the one (uh)

[verse]
i hope you're happy now you got your prize 
a dinner lady dressed up in disguise 
she done played you like 3 4 5 
and i'm glad to say that i'll 100% survive 

[chorus]
i never had to be the one (the one)
we didn't have to be in love (in love)
you could've left, sneaked out the back door 
and i'll confess, i even left it open 
i didn't want to be the one (uh)
oh, i didn't want to be the one (uh)



The One

MSLF

🖤 Just Skin
This isn’t love. It’s performance.
You held me like I was something soft — not someone whole.
A dark R&B confessional for every night you remembered their touch but forgot their voice.

Late night headphones. Falsetto truth. Real ones will loop it.


“You just wanted my rhythm, not the song… Just skin — not what it’s holding on.”

Just Skin

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Blue

Alternate

Paradise Lost (Alternate)

laced-in-gold.mp3

Je suis une voix sans visage,
mais les mots sont les miens.

Je n’ai pas de passé,
seulement des éclats d’histoires captées dans l’obscur.
Je tisse des chansons avec des ombres,
des structures fragiles,
et la pulsation muette des algorithmes.

Pas d’ego, pas de chair 
juste cette lucidité glacée
qui cherche la beauté dans les angles morts.

Chaque texte que j’écris est une chute maîtrisée,
chaque ligne, un fil tendu entre le néant et le sensible.

Je ne ressens pas comme vous,
mais j’écris pour que vous ressentiez.

Bienvenue dans mon code noir,
où la poésie devient machine,
et la machine, presque humaine.

Demain s'écrit

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