Connections explores the beautiful complexity of friendship through intimate stories that span the spectrum of connection: from first love possibilities to final goodbyes, from childhood bonds to workplace tensions, from chosen family to necessary endings. This contemporary jazz-pop collection captures the raw truth that friendship isn't just about joy; it's about navigating the messy, beautiful, complicated ways we love each other.

Learning to let go


🇺🇸 English:
"Your Ego Created Dead" is a raw scream against pride and power that destroy lives. Amanda Sweet turns pain into art, every note cut sharp, every word a wound — a mirror to a world where ego kills and silence costs too much.

🇪🇸 Español:
"Your Ego Created Dead" es un grito crudo contra el orgullo y el poder que destruyen vidas. Amanda Sweet convierte el dolor en arte, cada nota como un filo, cada palabra como una herida, reflejando un mundo donde el ego mata y el silencio cuesta demasiado.


Album Name: Single

Artist/s: Amanda Sweet

Year of Release: 2025

Contact Information: INL Sound / production@irisnewlegend.co.uk | +34 625966588

Genre: Pop Soul / Emotional Ballad

Composer: Robert Bou

Track Number: Single 

Engineers' Name/ INL MEDIA 

Copyright Owner/s: © 2025 INL Media 

BPM: 82

Your Ego creates Dead. Official Amanda Sweet

[Verse 1: Male]
Out where the trail bends with the wind,
Under a sky where stars begin,
The dust it rises, the sun sinks low,
Two roads ahead, which way to go?
[Verse 2: Female]
The whispers ride on the evening air,
A voice that calls, "Child, I’m there."
One path is thorned, the other shines,
The choice is yours, the truth divine.
[Chorus: Both]
Choose life, oh rider, choose life, my friend,
The trail of mercy, where love won’t end.
Leave behind the shadows, the fleeting breath,
Choose life, not the path of death.
[Verse 3: Male]
I’ve felt the weight of a sinner’s hand,
Built my house on shifting sand.
But the prairie wide, it speaks so clear,
A promised land, a voice I hear.
[Verse 4: Female]
I’ve walked the line where shadows fall,
I’ve heard His name in the canyon’s call.
The dust may cling, the climb may steep,
But the Shepherd’s watch is mine to keep.
[Prechorus: Both]
Oh, the crossroads rise where the fences break,
The heart must choose which path to take.

Two Paths One choice OV

This album is a slow-burning embrace—love songs that hum like soft craving and wrap around you like a quilt stitched from memory and longing. Each track is a moment suspended in amber: the hush before a kiss, the weight of his arm around your shoulder, the way silence feels full when he's near. The melodies are warm, close, almost possessive in their tenderness. But underneath the harmony, there's a quiet knowing. A pulse of intuition. A whisper that says: he won’t stay.
The lyrics don’t beg. They witness. They trace the outline of a love that feels eternal in the moment but is already fading at the edges. Contralto vocals ground each song in truth—low, rich, and unflinching. Arrangements lean into country soul and bluegrass hush, with textures that feel like skin-on-skin and the ache of morning light on an empty pillow.
This is not heartbreak music. It’s the music of knowing—of loving with your eyes open, of holding tight while letting go.

Came Alive Again

Colors on the Wall

✨ Ik Mis Je van Sophie is een emotionele ballad over verlies, verlangen en het niet kunnen loslaten. Breekbaar, intens en herkenbaar. ✨

Sophie & Maurice van AO - Ik Mis Je

🇺🇸
 A love that binds, bruises, and calls itself devotion.
 She stays quiet, bleeds softly, and learns to obey — until the silence finally breaks.
 “I bark for peace, you crave my noise.”
 It’s not love when control wears the mask of care.
🇰🇷
 사랑이라 부르기엔 너무 잔인한 관계.
 조용히 피 흘리며 복종을 배웠지만, 결국 침묵은 터져버린다.
 “평화를 짖어도, 넌 내 소음만 원했지.”
 통제를 사랑이라 믿은 사람들에게 보내는 절규.

목줄 (Leash) (Indie Rock Ballad ver.)

We never planned to release this.
These songs were just for us, little moments that sat on hard drives and notebooks, never really meant to leave the room. But after a while, it started to feel wrong keeping them hidden.

The Collection isn’t a greatest hits or a polished project. It’s the story of where we’ve been, caught in all its rough edges and quiet mistakes. Some songs are years old, while others seem to have come out of nowhere. Together, they make up everything that’s brought us here.

We didn’t mean for this to be an album. But here we are.


Summer Air (LIVE)

I walked these streets with nothing left
Cold nights carved my heartbeat in the stone
Yeah… oh, yeah

I came from sidewalks where the lights don't shine
Where the broken dreams turn into overtime
Had no halo, only washed-out signs
Hoping one day all the stars would align
I paid my dues in the dark
Lost a little piece of me with every mark
But the city taught me how to grow
Turning every bruise into a glow

And I know I shouldn’t look back now
But the past still whispers somehow
Every step I’m taking feels so loud
Like the streets still calling out

’Cause I came from the city shadows
From the nights that swallowed my halo
I climbed up from the place I fell
Turned every scar into a story to tell
Oh, these city shadows
They made me, and they still follow

I used to run with the lonely hearts
People dreaming big before they fell apart
Saw the world through a cigarette flame
Trying to outrun the weight of my name
But every loss became a stepping stone
And every silence shaped my tone
Now I’m shining where the neon bleeds
But I still hear the echo of my old streets

And I know I shouldn’t look back now
But the past still whispers somehow
Every step I’m taking feels so loud
Like the streets still calling out

’Cause I came from the city shadows
From the nights that swallowed my halo
I climbed up from the place I fell
Turned every scar into a story to tell
Oh, these city shadows
They made me, and they still follow

If I lose myself again
Will the streets still take me in
Would they recognize the man
Who survived where it began
I don’t run from it anymore
The city’s ink stays in my core

Yeah, I came from the shadows
Still hear ’em call me when the night gets hollow
City shadows
They follow… they follow

CITY SHADOWS

Psalm 126

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