Name: Ctrl + Z by EDMT
Duration: 1 min 38 s
Description: A playful yet tragic digital breakup anthem. Lyrics use clever imagery of firewalls, saved files, and pixelated memories. Production mirrors the theme with glitch effects, stuttering synth leads, and sudden pauses that mimic system errors. The drop feels like a reboot, sharp and unpredictable.

Raw old-school hip-hop beat meets sharp social commentary. A witty, biting look at the compromises made to climb the ladder.

Lyrics :

The Immigrants "Bow to Rise"

[Intro] 
If you wanna rise, You gotta bend low. Bend low, bend slow. Yeah, that’s how the game goes.
[Verse 1] 
Bless the boss with the shiny shoes, Laughs too loud, got nothing to lose. Always got some clowns around, Standing stiff, spinning round and round.
Acting big, but he’s full of air, Talk too slick? Better beware. Boom boom, pop pop, just noise, Clown kings playing with broken toys.
[Pre-Chorus] 
Bend low, bend slow, Bend your pride just so. Smile fake, stand in line, Pretend you fine, pretend you fine.
[Chorus] 
If you wanna rise, you gotta bow. Bend your back, fake that vow. If you wanna rise, you gotta bow, Play the fool, at least for now.
[Verse 2] 
Promises cracked like worn-out boots, Oaths so fake they got no roots. If the prince got pockets of sand, Don’t expect gold in the people’s hands.
Heads up, kid, watch your back, After this hustle, what you gonna stack? Think this world gonna smile for you? You might see what the blind never knew.
[Pre-Chorus] 
Bend low, bend slow, Bend your pride just so. Smile fake, stand in line, Pretend you fine, pretend you fine.
[Chorus] 
If you wanna rise, you gotta bow. Bend your back, fake that vow. If you wanna rise, you gotta bow, Play the fool, at least for now.
[Bridge] 
What's the game, what's the play? A broken crown on a broken day. Say "hi" to the puppets, wave to the throne, Kiss the ring, or break the stone.
[Outro] 
Bow to rise, Bow to rise, Bend your pride, Bow to rise.



Bow to Rise

An emotional portrait of memory and longing. Inspired by the quiet strength of a soul who writes love into the world, even through silence.
Inspired by Violet Evergarden. Delicate vocals over shimmering EDM / beauty in the quiet ache.

Lyrics :

(Intro):
E-ver… gar-den…
(yeah, yeah… drop it)

Couplet 1:
Step in the gar-den, blo-oms in the dark,
Petals like glass, they sh-sh-sha-rk.
Roots in the sky, rain up-side-down,
Bassline shakes the gro-und.

Light bleeds green through the ve-ins,
Clock hands bend, twist in the cha-ins.
Hear that hum? It’s the past un-spun,
One by one till the night’s un-done.

Pré-drop:
E-ver (ever) – gar-den (gar-den)
Bre-ath in (in), bre-ath out (out)
E-ver – gar-den – now.

Drop:
Gar-den, gar-den,
Pulse like har-dened steel,
Step, feel, re-pea-eat / surreal.
Gar-den, gar-den,
Petals cut like beat kni-ves,
Bounce to the roots of your li-ves.

Midnight_Express

Violet

With Rockability, aZzma rewrites the rules of freedom in rock form. The grunged version drips with sweat and distortion, carried by pounding bass and jagged guitars. Her vocals move between whispers and screams, shaping the track into a rebellious statement. It’s dirty, alive, and entirely hers.

Lyrics :

Intro 
- Hey Jimi, they still playin’ it safe out there?  
- Safe is dead, mama, safe is six feet under.

Couplet 1 
In the 50s they dressed so neat, 
Tied their shoes, kept their beat. 
Families framed like TV screens, 
Smilin’ faces, plastic dreams.
Then the 60s came, brushed in paint, 
Love was loud but still so quaint. 
Pretty art in Sunday clothes, 
But freedom whispered, “break those codes.”

Refrain  Rockability / set me free, 
Wild and dirty, that’s the key. 

Couplet 2 
70s hit with smoke and fire, 
Psychedelic fuel took us higher. 
Good acid, truth in every chord, 
We tore the cage, we cut the board.
Whiskey lips and freedom’s kiss, 
Stage was holy, pain was bliss. 
Screamed my soul till the lights went blind, 
Left the neat and clean behind.


Pont Plug the fuzz, light the night! 
Drink the blues, burn it right!  
Music’s mad, but music’s true, 
Rockability / it bleeds through you.

Refrain Rockability / set me free, 
Wild and dirty, that’s the key. 

Couplet 3 
I saw the 90s crawl in the street, 
Concrete beats, no shoes on their feet.
Raw and real, the underground rose, 
But the ghost of the 70s still knows.

Now the 2000s polished the flame, 
Slick machines, but never the same. 
The spirit’s a shadow, chasing the past, 
Cause the wildest fire was the 70s blast.

Refrain final Rockability / set me free, 
Wild and dirty, that’s the key. 
Rockability / don’t you see? 
The 70s live eternally. 


Outro  
“Freedom ain’t polite, honey.”  
“Turn it up till it bleeds.”  
“And ride the storm, forever.”

Rockability

Rockability (Grunged Version)

A cinematic escape through glitching skies. The track begins almost like spoken poetry over deep bass, then builds with arpeggiated synths into a surreal drop where chords shimmer in purple light. It feels like a drive into a world where memory and color merge.

Neon Highways

Purple Waves

The title track, both a love song and an anthem to Tokyo itself. Vocals describe kisses in digital twilight, while the drop feels like acceleration down an infinite road. Side-chained bass simulates motion, and shimmering pads paint rain-slick asphalt. Both intimate and euphoric.

A playful yet tragic digital breakup anthem. Lyrics use clever imagery of firewalls, saved files, and pixelated memories. Production mirrors the theme with glitch effects, stuttering synth leads, and sudden pauses that mimic system errors. The drop feels like a reboot, sharp and unpredictable.

Ctrl + Z

Love not found, glitchy melodies, broken kicks, a bassline searching through static.

Dr0pit

Apocalyptic trap hymn, ancient echoes meeting futuristic distortion.

One Million Years A.C.

Ms-Dos Dealer

KAWAII KICK TO THE FACE!

Run 2 U

EDMT is a Tokyo-based duo whose sound was born in the underground clubs of Shibuya and shaped by the sleepless glow of the city. Known for their powerful collaborations with female vocalists, they build a bridge between intimate storytelling and explosive festival energy.
Their music avoids the clichés of EDM by weaving narratives into every drop. Vocals are not simply decoration but central to the journey, carrying fragile emotions into monumental sonic structures. In their productions, basslines roar like racing engines, synths shimmer like neon reflections, and atmospheres stretch as wide as Tokyo’s skyline after midnight.
Before their debut, EDMT gained recognition with underground remixes and live performances where their aggressive yet melodic style stood out. With Neon Highways, their first official album, they present a complete vision: EDM as both poetry and weapon, Tokyo as both city and myth, and music as both memory and acceleration.

Ctrl + Z

EDMT

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