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Outside Myself is Lyra Noel exploring the feeling of disconnection — from love, from others, and even from herself. With haunting trap-R&B melodies and raw, reflective lyrics, this album captures the struggle of living in your head while trying to navigate the world.
It’s vulnerable, moody, and deeply personal — a soundtrack for anyone who’s ever felt like they’re watching life unfold from the outside.

disconnected heart beat

🎧 Soul Ties A spiritual surgery, severing the cords that kept you bound long after the relationship died.

The third track on Journal Pages of A Retired Lover, by KĀLĪ REIGN is a soul-deep confession about loving hard, losing harder, and learning when letting go is the only way to stay alive.

Soul Ties

Heat runs low like a whisper in my veins,
Cherry-thick fire dripping through the chains.
You touch my back — it spreads like smoke,
A feverstream rising from the words you spoke.

My pulse hits quick every time you breathe,
Red warmth crawling underneath my sleeve.
You look at me — and everything blurs,
Like my body only listens
to yours.

Your hands move steady — slow, aligned,
Tracing every tremble down my spine.
The fever builds where our shadows meet—
A cherry-warm current beneath the sheet.

Feverstream — running deep between our skin,
Pulling me close
where the dark begins.
Feverstream — cherry heat I can’t deny,
You take one breath
and I’m caught inside.
Feverstream — rising every time you call,
All of my walls
start to fall.

Your lips glide soft like a secret threat,
A promise of heat I’ll never forget.
Every touch lands heavy, slow, precise,
Cherry-red hunger melting through ice.

You tilt my head — watch me come undone,
Your mouth tastes trouble
mixed with sun.
I hold your shirt — can't let you leave,
The feverstream climbs
every time you breathe.

Your voice dips low — a velvet knife,
Cutting through the quiet of my shaking life.
The moment swells when your fingers press—
Cherry fever dripping
from the stress.

Feverstream — running deep between our skin,
Pulling me close
where the dark begins.
Feverstream — cherry heat I can’t deny,
You take one breath
and I’m caught inside.
Feverstream — rising every time you call,
All of my walls
start to fall.

Slide closer, baby — drown me slow,
Let the feverstream take control.
Your hands on my hips,
your mouth on my neck,
Cherry heat turning breath
into wreck.
No turning back —
I’m already in,
This feverstream burns
beneath my skin.

Feverstream — spill your heat into my soul,
Cherry-red rush
I can’t control.
Feverstream — every touch pulls me deeper in,
Lose myself
under your skin.
Feverstream — rising fast, making me shake,
Everything you give
is more I take.
Feverstream…
I’m burning for you tonight.

Nightcore ↬ shut up and cry

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