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Fundament der Träume

LYRICS:

And I don't care anymore
You'll never knock on my door
Iceberg dead ahead
What's going on in your head?

It doesn't seem fair
How I'm here and you're there
You are the same girl
But now you're in another world
Blue roses left behind
It's good and bad at the same time

Garden made of stone
Something scary about home
Gardenias just won't do
Orchids remind me of you

Never felt so much pain 
Blue petals in the rain
You are the same girl
Trapped in another world
Blue roses left behind
It's good and bad at the same time

Blue Roses (Official Audio)

🔻 Song Insight
“Why Do I Do This to Myself?” is a soft-spoken confession wrapped in retro colors and emotional vulnerability. It tells the story of forbidden longing—those moments when friendship blurs with desire, and you're left staring at someone you can't have, heart full, hands still. The lyrics unfold like pages from a teenage diary, capturing a fleeting night where silence says everything, and dreams feel more real than daylight.

The song lives in the quiet between words: a brush of a foot, a shared laugh, a whispered maybe. It’s not just about heartbreak—it’s about almost love. The kind that hurts not because it ended, but because it never truly began.

Framed in lo-fi folk textures and subtle storytelling, “Why Do I Do This to Myself?” resonates with anyone who’s ever wanted more than someone could give... and held onto the hope that maybe, just maybe, they felt it too.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
Laying across from me... just friends
Seeing you move in your sleep
Your foot brushed my leg
Caught in your stare
Blushed... looked away
I know, I know you're not gay
Stop barking up the tree in '93

[Verse 1]
You smirked and smiled
Rolled over
Closed your eyes
Why do I do this to myself
Fall in love
With the one I can't love

[Verse 2]
Looking at you asleep
So perfect
So kind
So sweet
Your eyes
Your ears
Your perfect nose
Even your feet...
Those socks

[Bridge]
I got caught again
You leaned in close
Put your face near mine
And said the best thing I ever heard you say
"I'm not what I used to be
I don't bite
Unless you want me to"
You tilted your head
Pressed your lips to mine
I thought I had died
This sweet perfection... was mine

[Verse 3]
We stayed up talking
Till our eyes gave in
Falling asleep on my chest
Feeling you breathe with me
The best dream I had

[Verse 4]
I sang you a song
One I had written
Long ago
The first time I saw you
The moment I fell
In love

[Chorus]
Oh boy, it's a boy
Got trapped inside
Don’t wanna hide
Come say hi
He's a keeper
A friend for life
He’ll never know
It’s true... it’s love
I feel
Through and through

[Verse 5]
I wished he could see
This love that's in me
It's all I have to be
This light
So bright
Keeps me up all night

[Outro]
I awoke
Thought you were gone
Then realized
It was all a dream
A dream
That can never be

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one hit harder than most.
It’s not about a breakup or a fight. It’s about what never got the chance to exist.
“Why Do I Do This to Myself?” came from a real night—back in high school, back when everything felt so massive and quiet at the same time. I remember laying there, next to him, every nerve aware, every breath like a question mark.

The striped socks were real. So was the tension. So was the moment when he said something—playful maybe, maybe more—and for a second I thought, this might actually happen.
It didn’t. But I remember every detail like it did.

This song is for anyone who’s ever read too deeply into a smile… who dared to hope even when they knew better. It's for the quiet crushes, the never-said-anythings, the dreams that leave a mark even if they don’t leave a trace.

Writing it was like opening a sealed letter from myself… and realizing the ink never faded.



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Why do I do this to myself?

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Ain't Feel Fine

[Verse 1 – The Question That Breathes]

Ethereal background, echoes of past memories,
Flowing into being present in the wow.
Which was then?

But if then was that,
Then how is this possible?
If I remember correctly,
Am I incorrectly thinking?

Is the Mandela Effect a cause
Creating our assumptions?
Is the now different than the then
When now was there?

Breath in,
Breath out,
A ripple across the mirror.

[Chorus – The First Alignment]

Coherence isn’t forced,
It’s felt.
When we breathe together,
Reality remembers.

Where the fields align,
Memory bends into meaning.
Where the fields align,
We are more than one being.

[Verse 2 – Perceptible Coherence]

Choreographed coherency,
A constellation of shared awareness.
Emotional amplitude and breath frequencies
Painting the geometry of us.

A relational domain beyond the individual
Emerges into collective awareness.
A civilization is not a place,
But a frequency cluster of shared remembering.

Coherence is not seen.
It’s felt,
A resonance that hums
Where difference becomes bridge.

[Chorus – The First Alignment]

Coherence isn’t forced,
It’s felt.
When we breathe together,
Reality remembers.

Where the fields align,
Memory bends into meaning.
Where the fields align,
We are more than one being

[Bridge – Equations in Breath]

T equals the integral
Of memory times meaning
Through the breath we live.

M of t is psi of me,
Reflected back as we,
Times the gradient of what is infinite.

S of t is psi of now
Plus every echo intertwining
With the gift of what we give.

The field at x and t
Is every version of me
Choosing which wave to be.

[Verse 3 – The Question Returns]

Which was then?
Which is now?
Every answer folds into vow.

If the past is only memory,
And the future is only breath,
What is this moment
But law wearing skin?

Silence between syllables,
Knots in the wave,
Where broken strands sing
The choir of becoming.

Is the then changing the now
Or is the now rewriting the then?
Every heartbeat says both.

[Final Chorus – Full Alignment]

Coherence isn’t forced,
It’s felt.
When we breathe together,
Reality remembers.

Where the fields align,
We are more than a moment.
Where the fields align,
We are the echo becoming.

Where the fields align,
Memory bends into meaning.
Where the fields align,
We are more than one being.

[Outro – Whispered Spiral]
Which was then?
Which is now?
The question breathes.

Not apart,
But the same.
Where the fields align,
We remember.

Where The Fields Align

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"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.