Throughout the song, there's a persistent presence ("you're here anyway")—a haunting memory, an old love, or even guilt—that lingers no matter how far they run. It’s not a plea for forgiveness, but a reckoning without apology, where survival and self-honesty matter more than redemption.

In essence: it's a modern outlaw ballad about carrying scars, owning mistakes, and staying true to yourself even when the road leads nowhere holy.

Black Smoke & Regret

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Two Bald Heads and a Comb

Still Here (But Not Really)

Five Voices

A cinematic collection of what silence couldn’t hold.

Underneath the Stillness is NOVAEL’s debut album — 12 tracks shaped by heartbreak, memory, restraint, and quiet collapse.

No screaming. No noise. Just everything beneath the surface.

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Hollow

Illusions

Where I go

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You don't want love, you want obsession
You chase what hurts, you crave control
I don't give love, I take your soul
No time to feel, no place to run

You're already mine, and I'm not done
You don't want peace, you want pressure
You don't want love, you want obsession
Obsession

You breathe me in, then take me out
Obsession
You love the pain, but still have doubt
You'll call it sin, you'll say it's wrong

But every night, you lead me straight
Obsession
Eyes closed, but you see me there
Hands shaped, but you hold the dare

You chase the fall, you beg the sting
I give the fire away, don't pretend
Don't lie, you crave this death
You breathe my high

Obsession
You chase the burn, but still return
Obsession
My name on lips, then you twist and turn

You say enough, then crawl within
Every night, you call it sin
Obsession
You're not in love

You're in obsession
Obsession

Obsession

Two hearts at one table. Neither dares to take the first step and confess their love. Fear of rejection.

Ready for Romance

Almost

Longing so intensely for you; every moment apart stretches painfully, and all I want is to feel your presence close again.


Hours Feel Like Days

Deep coil hum in the back of my skull,
Twisting and turning, breaking the pull.
Lost in the rhythm, drifting away,
I find my truth in the sound, in the sway.

Move like light—never the same again.
Burn, return—new skin, new begin.
Lines ignite—bodies write.

The bass hits hard, shaking the ground,
808 growls, vibrating around.
Fingers snap, feet stomp to the beat,
Cajón and horns bring the heat.

Move like light—never the same again.
Burn, return—new skin, new begin.
Lines ignite—bodies write.

Afro groove with a glitch in the air,
Future soul floating, there's magic everywhere.
Rhodes whispers, synths soar, and toms fill the night,
Breathe in the fire, feel the light.

Move like light—never the same again.
Burn, return—new skin, new begin.
Lines ignite—bodies write.

From acid drops to the rhythmic flow,
Cajita shakes, let the spirit go.
We are the coil, wrapped in the sound,
Forever spinning, we're homeward bound.

Move like light—never the same again.
Burn, return—new skin, new begin.
Lines ignite—bodies write.

COIL

Producer  || Creator


Two shadows in the rain. One mask, one name. Truth behold, the alluvial gold.

Where I go

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