Goddamn I love the slight overdrive. This is kino

she said dont go she said dont cry
i dont know what she told you but she lied
LIED LIED LIED

nixie

HDMI - Slut

fistfull of sorrow
i dont know what i wanna be
theyll burn down our castle
and i dont wanna see

with a bundle of sage
and a pistol to my head
i dont wanna feel this way
id rather just be dead

i told you
im afriad to die
whatever i knew
left after you cried

theres a little fairy
inside my head
pray to mother mary
my blood wont be shed

it doesnt matter
theres nothing that i wanna do
camelot is shattered
and it all comes back to you

stake my head to a pole
you think im outta control?

slit my writs and cut my hair
all this whining but idrc

writing all these stupid songs
i wish i could right my wrongs
mary wont u follow me
i might know but i dont wanna see

when u call my name
you wont hear a response
my heart is broken
so dont test ur luck

Camelot (demo)

A Pillar of Salt

saturday night saturday night
we walked along the park
and ive seen your eyes, ive seen your eyes
youre lovely as i am
we couldve talked along, but i know what happened to me
i was just so stressed out i couldnt speak a thing
and you went flying
you went flying
you went flying
right by my side

saturday night, now i cant be with no one
im so lonely, i just remember your voice
you was all for me, and i was all for you
and you chose to fly and i chose to stay
i chose to stay
i chose to stay
to stay at this paaaaaaaaaark

Saturday night at the park (ft Corredor)

ssss

silent

There's Nothing Left For Me Here

im sorry (is it too late) demo

Time To Leave (ft SS)

“She ordered silence in a bowl and bit into time.”

What they say about her song:
“It’s like tasting something fermented in moonlight and memory.”

The track was recorded in a quiet Hongkong backstreet. Just past the rush hour.
She sat at table 07. A congee of darkness. A steamed turnip ghost. A spoon in her left hand, a century egg dissolving like a story.
No beat, no groove. Just her breath and the whisper of sweet tofu.
It isn’t a song. It’s a meal that never forgets you.
It’s her way of saying: I was here, and I was soft, and I was strong.

All music, lyrics, and artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mirage – All rights reserved.

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