Too often the damage does not start with a storm
It starts with a whisper
A small crack ignored
A feeling brushed aside
A moment you tell yourself does not matter
But every time you walk away
The echo of what you avoided follows a little louder
How Many Times is the question we avoid asking ourselves
How many times do we ignore what is breaking
Before it breaks us too
This song is a wake up call
It speaks to every moment we said later
Every time we turned our back on something we could have fixed
And every silent crack that turned into a collapse
It is not about regret
It is about recognition
It is about realizing that tomorrow is built by what we face today

Turn the volume up
Face it this time

How many times

Sink (prod. Adebimpe)

sting

Love Unraveled

Being alone got me high

A raw journey through long-distance heartbreak—from obsessing over time zones and empty coffee cups to learning to breathe alone. 

Time Zones

The haunting centerpiece — Radiohead-style claustrophobia, dry mix, and cold beauty.
A hymn to the tenant of one’s own mind — the voice that never leaves.
It’s repetition. It’s survival. It’s surrender.

“There’s someone living in my head.”

The Lodger Cycle (Venus in My Head) is a dark cinematic concept album by Leya, blending trip-hop, gothic soul, and surreal art-pop.
Each track is a different room inside the same haunted mind — where mirrors whisper, spoons float, and thoughts bloom into flytraps.

The record moves through madness, irony, and fragile beauty.
It’s not about escaping the darkness — it’s about learning to breathe within it.

🖤 “I breathe, I burn, I’m still within.”

The Lodger Cycle (Venus in My Head)

Lodger

Not Here

This is Downtempo: Intimate, Sensual, Carnal... and Safe. | Isto é Downtempo (com Pegada): Íntimo, Sensual, Carnal... e Seguro.

The Sensual Poison

Sky Glider

“Jesse Clayborne: LIVE” is not a polished studio record — it’s a bleeding, breathing performance.
Just Jesse, a battered guitar, a harmonica that sounds like it’s been crying for years, and a band that knows when to speak and when to let silence burn.

This is Americana-country-folk at its rawest, carved out of heartbreak and highway dust.
Every track feels like a last call confession, and the crowd knows they’re witnessing something sacred and broken all at once.

Sky Glider

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