well done!  lettin go is overrated and the easy way out.

Fly Me to the Moon

A Toast to Letting Go

Sirvan Khosravi - Bargaye Narenji

No Matter What

I light a smoke with a trembling hand
Ghosts in my lungs, I don’t understand
Heart full of echoes I never planned
Sleepin’ in pain like it’s sacred land

To feel is to be human
But it hurts like hell sometimes
Bleedin’ out in plain view and
Still sayin’ “I’m doin’ fine”
Yeah, I carry all my ruins
Like a cross I chose to find
To feel is to be human
But it cuts me every time

She left with silence louder than screams
Wrote her name in the cracks between dreams
I talk to God in a smoke-stained room
He just nods like He knows I’m doomed

To feel is to be human
But it hurts like hell sometimes
Bleedin’ out in plain view and
Still sayin’ “I’m doin’ fine”
Yeah, I carry all my ruins
Like a cross I chose to find
To feel is to be human
But it cuts me every time

Don’t numb the pain, it teaches
Even if it preaches
With a belt not a Bible
This is survival

To feel is to be human
But it hurts like hell sometimes
Bleedin’ out in plain view and
Still sayin’ “I’m doin’ fine”
Yeah, I carry all my ruins
Like a cross I chose to find
To feel is to be human
And I feel it every time

To feel is to be human…

To Feel Is To Be Human

Still got the scar from one I can't remember...
Blackout Blues by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Woke up in the alley with my boots gone missin’
Pocket full of gravel and a jawbone clickin’
Moon through the fire escape laughin’ at me
Ain’t no crime like a memory you can’t see
Somebody said I swung first, somebody lied
All I know is my pride’s in the jukebox
playin’ on the wrong side
Ohhhh I got the blackout blues
Every truth’s a tattoo I can’t choose
They say I started the war but I lost the fight
Now I’m payin’ for sins in ...borrowed..... light
Bartender’s got a Polaroid behind the rye shelf
Shows some fool in my shirt gettin’ right with himself
Knuckles flash like a preacher’s last dime
But that devil ain’t me—at least not this time
Witnesses wink like they’re sellin’ the cure
Funny how trouble always needs
one face to remember for sure
Ohhhh I got the blackout blues
Every truth’s a tattoo I can’t choose
They say I started the war but I lost the fight
Now I’m payin’ for sins in borrowed light
Doc says the brain hides what the bones can’t carry
But my ribs got receipts from some phantom jury
Bootprint on my back in the shape of "Amen"
Guess I preached to a choir of better men
If I find that bastard who wore my skin
Do I thank him or kill him?
Hell… let’s ask the bottle again
Ohhhh I got the blackout blues
Every truth’s a tattoo I can’t choose
They say I started the war but I lost the fight
Now I’m payin’ for sins in borrowed light
They say I started the war but I lost the fight
Now I’m payin’ for sins in borrowed light

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Blackout Blues by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Ed Sheeran - Azizam ( Noyan Bahadori Remix )

Smoke fills the skies, the ground is breaking,
The world we knew is quietly forsaking,
Shadows stretch from corners unseen,
Whispers weave through the cracks between.

Eyes are waking, hearts are torn,
Storms are rising with each new morn,
Not just flesh and blood we fight —
There’s more beyond this broken sight.

Great suffering falls like rain,
A silent war inside the pain,
Visible hands, invisible chains,
Pulling the strings of a world in flames.
Our freedom stands on the line,
In the clash of the dark and the divine,
Hold your ground, this is the hour —
Before they seize the final power.

Lies in the wires, truths in the stone,
They pave the roads to a darker throne,
Order through chaos, a secret call,
Building towers just to watch them fall.

Eyes are waking, hearts are torn,
Storms are rising with each new morn,
Not just flesh and blood we fight —
There’s more beyond this broken sight.

Great suffering falls like rain,
A silent war inside the pain,
Visible hands, invisible chains,
Pulling the strings of a world in flames.
Our freedom stands on the line,
In the clash of the dark and the divine,
Hold your ground, this is the hour —
Before they seize the final power.

Can you feel the battle cry,
Hidden deep beyond the sky?
Not all wars are fought with swords,
Some are born from silent words.



Whispers through the Ashes

radiohead CREEP (covered by Dona and Shun)

Dreamy Reggae with heartfelt, poetic lyrics and written in that lighthearted spirit.

Come Back to Life

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Sirvan Khosravi - Dorost Nemisham (Xaniar Remix) - honaremaa.ir

I create genre-blending music that fuses alternative pop with elements of trap, hip-hop, and electronic beats. Featuring reverb-drenched vocals, heavy basslines, and a balance of haunting melodies and hard-hitting rhythms, my sound is both immersive and raw. Each track tells a story, ranging from introspective to explosive, pushing sonic boundaries and digging deep emotionally. I embrace AI tools, including those integrated by SoundCloud, as part of the creative process, not to replace the artist, but to expand what’s possible. Tap in and experience the sound for yourself.

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