left behind - SARM? x yuusef

Album track from 'DIVE!' (out 5 June), written and sung by bassist Allan Wiseman, featuring lead guitar by christopher rye (who also produced the song). Band trivia: christopher added (and sang) the line "but not for me!" as his response to hearing the title was "NO IT ISN'T!" Unusually, the gorgeous sounding lead guitar was recorded using a Chapman ML3 instead of christopher's Strat.

DIVE!

Forgiving is Easy

fucked up (ft.stresspack28)

Here are 10 of my songs written from the heart and soul of what I love. Music. All kinds, all genres, and all flavors. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did making them.

Rock'N'Roll Crackers

Velvet Petals ignite with "Rise," an immensely powerful and uplifting arena rock anthem. Driven by soaring vocals, epic guitar riffs, and a chorus that commands you to "feel the soul of the universe," this track is a journey of breaking through darkness and becoming everything. "Rise" is an inspirational call to overcome, let the heavens sing, and find transformation through endless motion. #VelvetPetals #Rise #ArenaRock #AnthemicRock #SoulOfTheUniverse #UpliftingMusic #EpicRock

Rise

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Lyrics

Intro – Spoken/half-sung, atmospheric]
Yeah, they trim the trees,
They rake the fire away.
Build fences strong,
But can’t outrun the laws today.

[Verse 1]
Juan’s got a scar that runs ear to chin,
Said it came from Sonora, not from sin.
He brings his boy on Sundays, just to play
Near the pool he’ll never swim in anyway.

[Verse 2]
Mowin’ lawns under redwood shade,
Hands in dirt while the rich get paid.
Sings to the birds in broken slang—
Every word feels like a chain that hangs.

[Verse 3]
They came last night in unmarked vans,
Took three men like they weren’t even men.
Left their tools in the morning dew,
Leaf blowers still, boots filled with truth.

Verse – Chicano’s Voice]
I send my pay to a border town,
Where mamá lights candles when the sun goes down.
My name’s not ‘hey’ or ‘you in the hat
I got stories, but no time for that.


[Bridge – whispered, rising tension]
Is this freedom, is this fear?
Do we only welcome those we mirror?
My friend cries but hides his face—
Guilt’s a shadow you can’t erase.

[Final Chorus – crescendo, all-out delivery]
They build your world and vanish in the smoke,
Names unspoken, dreams that broke.
You walk on marble, they crawl through flames,
Still you can’t even learn their names.
No green card, no last call—
But they stood taller than us all.

Eucalyptus Blues

Bodies (looking for help lol)

If you've ever felt like a ghost in a getaway car...

★ Raw • Haunting • Cathartic ★

Dive into a ghost story where pop-punk’s confessional rage meets hauntcore’s eerie intimacy. This acoustic-driven track wraps desperate highway imagery ("headlights, red lights, sirens bright") in stripped back guitar rawness, capturing the exhaustion of outrunning your own shadow.

Key themes:

☠️ Self haunting (“I’m my own worst memory”)

🚗 Escapism’s dead ends (“Can’t outrun myself in either lane”)

⚰️ Resignation (“Dig myself into a little plot of grass”)

Lyrics:

I distanced myself to see what would stay near
Admittedly I don't see much, all too clear
Head lights, red lights, and sirens bright at the rear
But the subject in the mirror is much closer than it appears

And I see it now, the ghost I tried to leave
Following me down these empty streets
I believe it now, like you used to say
I'm my own worst memory

Windows down, July rain as cold as your glare
Heavy is the head, cold wind, silence in the air
Better left unsaid, can't speak what's not here
Never tried my best, couldn't make myself seem to care

But every mile I drive is a roadside flare
Double parked going sixty, lighting a cigarette, texting "I'm almost there"
Can’t outrun myself, in either lane, always left, right, disappear
Wind blows tumble weeds down a familiar road of tears

And I see it now, the ghost I tried to leave
Following me down these empty streets
I believe it now, like you used to say
I'm my own worst memory

Am I running from the past or chasing what’s ahead?
These sirens behind me can’t drown what’s in my dread
The lights are getting closer, fear is getting clear
Is it a dead end ahead or highway deer

Rearview conversations I never will outpace
Every mile marker takes a turn to make their case
Tires drift the shoulder, rubber stays in place
Fell asleep at the wheel trying to erase

And I see it now, where I was supposed to be
Spent to much time at lights in disbelief
I believe you now, I just don't trust the memory
Cause you can't get that far with a tank on E

I missed my turn a while back
Think I'll park in the shade
Dig myself into a little plot of grass
I tire of taking winding paths too fast, too fast

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Flat

A heartfelt tribute from a father to his growing son, "My Little Boy" captures the wonder, pride, and tenderness of parenthood through simple moments and deep emotion. It's a song about learning together, loving unconditionally, and holding on to the fleeting beauty of childhood.

My Little Boy

An ep I've been making ig I've just been making music to deal with my life. I love making it don't get me wrong, it's probably the only thing that helps me feel in a way. I'm rambling but enjoy I put a lot of effort.

YOU SURE?

I originally wrote this song years ago back in my early 20’s after moving from my home town to another city. I was going through allot in my life at that time and really felt alone. I was leaving everything I knew behind along with friends & family to start a new chapter of my life. It really wasn’t a planned move but something that I knew I had to do. Good things actually began to start happing in my life and I was feeling more accomplished than I had ever felt in my life. Now fast forward about 25yrs years later I have now officially given my life to God and throughout the previous 10 years or so in my life He has really opened my eyes to all the blessings He has given me in my life along with the new path He’s put me on allowing me to finally pursue my music. I feel that this song really represents how I’ve been feeling mentally & spiritually. It is a humbling and amazing feeling that you feel once you surrender your life to our Lord Jesus Christ.

Passing Over

Jeremy Ryan Martin is a solo rock artist with a sound forged through raw emotion, real-life struggle, and years of hands-on experience in the underground music scene. His passion for music began at 13, when he formed his first band with middle school friends in the early ’90s. By 17, he was already writing original songs and fronting local rock groups, honing his voice and presence on stage.

Throughout his 20s and 30s, Jeremy played in several rock-driven projects, spending countless hours in recording studios learning the craft of mixing and production from seasoned audio engineers and musicians. A self-taught songwriter shaped by hardship, he grew up with a single mom and younger brother, often turning to his guitar as a way to cope and make sense of life.

Jeremy draws inspiration from the gritty rock legends he grew up on—Metallica, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Candlebox, and other icons of the late ’80s and early ’90s. While those influences echo through his music, it’s his unique voice and deeply personal songwriting that set him apart. Every track he creates is a reflection of resilience, struggle, and healing.

“I love to play my guitar and write songs, but there’s no better feeling than seeing someone else connect with what I’ve created.” – Jeremy Ryan Martin