Name: I call your name by FakeTape-music
Duration: 3 min 4 s
Description: female singer and "Nemu "is her name for this album, Style: Indie ballad with a touch of soft acoustic guitar and atmospheric synth.

Tous les refrains ont tiré leur révérence,
les redondances en boucle matraquées.
(Nous sommes) les échos du temps,
l’ombre des premières chances,
veuillez fermer la porte sans trop déranger.

Le futur décrit dans la brochure
requiert des compétences inadaptées.
Merci bien j’avais déjà oublié 
qu’il fallait vous laisser décider.

(On va) danser		
(dans ce) désert

Votre avenir ne tient plus qu’à un fil,
n’est pas au mieux de ses capacités.
Il ne restera plus qu’un champs ruines,
compte a rebours déjà programmé. (3,2,1)

soulevez la poussière, cherchez dans les décombres,
les choix et les promesses n’étaient qu’illusion.
Toutes les choses auxquelles il faut s’habituer
avant que l’obsolescence vienne tout effacer.

Marvivo

désert

Lost is a song a bout life kicking you when you’re down and not knowing what to do and feeling totally helpless, wishing that the people that used to be around to lean on and get advice from weren’t gone.

Lost

female singer and "Nemu "is her name for this album, Style: Indie ballad with a touch of soft acoustic guitar and atmospheric synth.

I call your name

"New Exile" is a dark, emotionally layered debut that fuses gothic rock, cinematic metal, and raw alt intensity into a sound both haunting and powerful. Soaring melodies meet heavy riffs, ethereal textures, and intimate vocals that shift from delicate to defiant. With themes of heartbreak, inner battles, and transformation, the album captures the mood of sorrow and strength colliding—melancholic, epic, and unapologetically human.

Season Of The Fall Lyrics

There’s fire sleeping under skin,
I hear the hum — it pulls me in.
The static sings, the shadows crawl,
I lose myself I feel it all,
I built my calm from broken sound,
now every silence drags me down.

I won’t kneel, I won’t crawl,
This is my season to fall.
Tear the sky, I’ll take it all
I’m alive in the season of the fall.

The calm is cold the truth is near
it whispers things I need to hear
I wear my pain like borrowed light
it's how I see through endless nights,
I breathe the dark I taste the flame
and rise inside my own remains.

I won’t kneel, I won’t crawl,
This is my season to fall.
Tear the sky, I’ll take it all—
I’m alive in the season of the fall.

Strip it down, let it burn,
Every scar is how I learn.
Let the noise replace the fear,
I find my truth when you disappear.

I won’t kneel, I won’t crawl,
This is my season to fall.
Break the chain destroy the wall
I'm reborn in the season of the fall.

Season Of The Fall

Unfiltered, loud, and gloriously immature — “Eat Shit” is everything you love about punk rock packed into one explosive track.
Catchy hooks, crunchy guitars, and that perfect “we-don’t-care” energy. Turn it up, shout it out, and piss off your neighbors.

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Lyrics -

Eat shit, eat shit

Fake friends smiling, knives in their hands
Stab you in the back, they’ll never understand
You play your games, you think you’re slick
I got two words for you real quick

Eat shit, I’m not your friend
Eat shit, don’t play pretend
Eat shit, this is our song
Sing it loud, scream along

Eat shit forever, sing it with pride
We’re punk as hell till the day we die

Thought you could break me, thought I’d fall
I stand my ground, I don’t give a call
Laugh in your face, watch me resist
I got one more line for you, just like this

Eat shit, back off now
Eat shit, take a bow
Eat shit, we run this town
Scream it loud, shake the ground

No rules, no chains, we make our own way
Kick the system, burn the cliché
Eat shit, we won’t comply
Eat shit, we reach the sky

Sing it loud, this is mine!!!

Eat Shit

90's inspired guitar rock. Produced and recorded in Metro Detroit.

Saw him on the way to work, a face without a soul.
I see him grinding most every day.
When evening comes his day is done. He parks out on the road.
But when he's home, he's so alone. He's got no place to go.

I will ride when he drives.
Anyway I want to know, I've got no place to go.

The evening cracks. The man is on his own.
He clicks a belt and slips it into drive.
Where he goes, I just don't know. I'll help him find his way.
I decide he takes a ride just to get through one more day.

I will ride when he drives.
Anyway I want to know. I've got no place to go.
Will he die if I thrive.
Anyway I want to know. I've got no place to go.

My shadow's getting longer everyday.
Watching shadows past fade away.
My shadow's getting longer, that's no doubt.
Well that's just how life stretches out.

When He Drives

Goodbye Letter


Born under a ledden sky
Cursed from first breath to last sigh
Shadows cling to pallid skin
Wednesday's child, marked within

Wednesday's child is full of woe
Darkness follows where they go
Melancholy in their veins
Haunted by unspoken pains

Misfortune dogs their every step
Tears are all that they have kept
In the mirror, sorrow's face
Wednesday's child, lost in space

Wednesday's child is full of woe
Darkness follows where they go
Melancholy in their veins
Haunted by unspoken pains

Woe-filled child of Wednesday's dawn
Forever cursed, forever torn
In shadows deep, they find their place
Embracing fate with gothic grace

Wednesday's Child

Fine

“Give Me a Fucking Break” 
This song is for you, David.
You came into my Life with a lot of Love and a lot of Intention.
You wanted something Real, Fast, Fully, Immediately.
And I understand why — you feel deeply, and you don’t hide it.
That is something rare and beautiful in you.

But I need to say this clearly:

We are not walking the same Path anymore.

Not because there is no Love,
but because the Way we Love is different.

You moved toward closeness with Speed —
I needed Space to breathe.
You wanted Answers —
I was still learning to understand my own Heart.

This Song is not Anger.
This Song is not Regret.
This Song is the Moment where I finally speak the Truth:

It’s over between Us.

Not in a dramatic Way.
Not in a cruel Way.
Just in a real Way.

Thank you for what you felt.
Thank you for what you gave.
Thank you for the part of the Journey we shared.

But my life is moving forward in a different Direction now.
And I am choosing Peace, Clarity, and Myself.

— Kitka

📜 Copyright

© 2025 KITKA – All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, distribution, or sampling is strictly prohibited.
This recording and composition are protected under international copyright law.

Give Me a Fucking Break (432 Hz)

Amy Stevens vocals
John Russell guitars, bass, keys, drums/drum programming, co-lead vocals on "Priceless"
Recorded at PORKCHOPS! III Summer 2025
Produced by John Russell and Amy Stevens
All words and music composed by Amy Stevens and John Russell 2025 Solstice Music INC/The Chocolate Era LTD
"Priceless" words and music by John Russell c/p 2005 Solstice Music INC

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