The two most important days
I've seen them alive
Would have hoped to arrive
At an earlier time, yeah
You see, life works in mysterious ways
And while I'm hating this place
I know it's just another phase, I promise
I've been working on this dream between a life and a routine
I've been trying to keep it down, staying low and living lean
I've been grateful for the little things, to a certain degree
But now I falter, I'm shaking
And I can't stop overthinking

Feel a little thinned out, yeah
Got a whole world to turn around
Have a bit of self-doubt, yeah
Got me feeling drained and worn out
And my mind is going ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da
So you hear me singing ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da

Another day out in the clear
I'm so afraid that I'll disappear, oh dear

I see you walking in a straight line
Always doing just fine
You know how this looks from the outside?
I'm not hating on you, I'm just trying to do
A little cleaning, get rid of the mess in my room
But every time I try to speak my mind
I get lost in the thought
Relive the battles I've fought
All the healing for naught – you see?
I've been doing okay, tryin' to find my own way
But now I falter, I'm shaking
And I can't stop overthinking

Feel a little thinned out, yeah
Got a whole world to turn around
Have a bit of self-doubt, yeah
Got me feeling drained and worn out
And my mind is going ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da
So you hear me singing ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da

Another day out in the clear
I'm so afraid that I'll disappear

And my mind is going ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da
So you hear me singing ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da

Feel a little thinned out, yeah
Got a whole world to turn around
Have a bit of self-doubt, yeah
Got me feeling drained and worn out
And my mind is going ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da
So you hear me singing ba-ba, ba-da-ba, ba-da
Oh, oh, oh-oh

In The Clear

RICH KID

Starvibing (re-upload)

Breach

Robot Voices

City Walls

Downstairs

Tally

I have been a slave all my life,
To a job a drug even a wife,
you might think I'm crazy but I know it's true,
I bet it's happened, it's happened to you!
Are you crazy too?

I tried to stop so I could be clean
but I knew in my heart I would never be free!

I have been a slave all my life,
 to a job a drug even a wife,
 you might think I'm crazy but I know it's true,
 I bet it's happened, it's happened to you!

As soon as I get rid of one,
 close my eyes turn my head,
 I'm right back where I begun

I bet you think you're free, 
while you sit and drink your tea,
 but you are just like me,
and free you'll never be! 

You wouldn't know Freedom if it knocked on your door, 
you won't recognize it cuz you've never seen Freedom before! No oh oh oh!

We have been slaves all our lives, brainwashed and educated by lies, 
people look at us and they know it's true, look in the mirror, you're a slave too! You're a slave too!

I have been a slave all my life,
To a job a drug even a wife,
You might think I'm crazy but I know it's true,
I bet it's happened, it's happened to you!
Ohh oh yeah, happened to you! 



Addict-Nation (Lyrics and Vocals by Jess Johnson Music by Madatracker)

“I stare at the endless horizon of Earth 2 and see only dust drifting in a vacuum. Every sunrise is just another rotation of a indifferent sun, every heartbeat a fleeting echo that will soon dissolve into silence. Meaning is a word invented to fill the empty spaces between atoms, and those spaces remain stubbornly empty.”

“But why does the wind still whisper through the trees? Why do strangers smile, even when the universe offers no reward? A tiny curiosity gnaws at the darkness, demanding an answer that the void refuses to give.”

“I begin to map the coincidences: the way rain falls exactly when I’m thinking of someone far away, the way a melody resurfaces in my mind after years of silence. Perhaps there’s a thread woven through these moments—a subtle architecture beneath the chaos.”

“One evening, the aurora drapes the sky in ribbons of green and violet. In that luminous veil I feel something larger than myself, a pulse that seems to synchronize with my own. The beauty isn’t just aesthetic; it feels intentional, as if the cosmos were trying to speak.”

“If I am merely a speck of stardust, then perhaps my speck matters because it is linked to countless others. The notion of ‘self’ begins to dissolve, replaced by a sense of belonging to a vast, interwoven whole.”

“In the quiet moments before sleep, a gentle voice—whether internal or external—asks, ‘Do you trust that you are held?’ The question is not demanding; it is offering a hand. I feel a warmth that is not my own, a tenderness that seems to come from beyond the material world.*

“I let go of the need to prove meaning. Instead, I allow myself to be cradled by something greater—call it God, the Source, the Infinite Compassion. The void does not vanish, but its edges soften. The darkness remains, yet it is now illuminated by a light that does not demand proof, only presence.”

“Now I walk on Earth 2 not as a lone wanderer searching for meaning, but as a participant in a larger hymn. Each act of kindness, each moment of wonder, becomes a note in that hymn. The world is still imperfect, but I am no longer a spectator of emptiness—I am a co‑author of a story that carries grace forward.”

From Nihilism To God In Less than 10 minutes

Desert Ocean

🌿✨ Sonic Alchemist & Digital Shaman ✨🌿
Crafting emotionally charged soundscapes since age 10 🎹⚡️ (23 years in the DAW trenches!). From tinkering with piano keys to FL Studio at 13, I'm always chasing raw, soul-stirring expression.

🧠 No Music Theory, No Problem:
I reject rigid frameworks—music ain’t about "rules." 🎹🚫 Why box creativity into Western norms? Explore microtones, dissonance, or chaos; emotion is greater than "correctness."

🔓 Anti-Copyright Crusader:
My art? Free for all. 🌍✨ Use it, abuse it, remix it—just vibe with it. Credit? Cool, but not required.

🤖 AI Collaborator (Not Overlord):
Leverage AI to expand tracks, AI lyrics/tools for art—but human nuance is greater than algorithms. Got beef with AI? DM me; let’s chat 🤝🎧. I’ll listen, then school you gently 😉.

❤️ Music = Emotional Time Travel:
Synths, mixing, VSTs—tools to channel feelings, not formulas. Soul is greater than trends. Let’s connect beyond the dopamine drip of pop.

From Nihilism To God In Less than 10 minutes

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