Made this one to occupy some time, it's about addiction
Written, Played, and Produced by Kronic Octopus
No bass yet, enjoy:)
~~~~LYRICS~~~~
"Its time i released my self from this cell
of patiently waiting for an end to come
and break the habbits of a past so fucking far
away 
And even though i need some help
im by myself 
nobodys gonna  spend their time on me
to help me ease the pain away

i dont want drugs or apathy i think that i need therapy
save me from myself i know 
Everyones been through it
im strong enough to do it

Its time i released my self from this cell
of patiently waiting for an end to come
and break the habbits of a past so fucking far
away 
And even though i need some help
im by myself 
nobodys gonna  spend their time on me
to help me ease the pain away

~SOLO~
~music to fade away~"

Late Nate(Demo)

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Velvet Coastline

2025 06 13 Song 1130 

“Lines He Shouldn't Cross” dives deep into the tension between impulse and restraint. Driven by raw guitar textures and haunting vocals, the song captures that moment when someone pushes too far—emotionally, morally, or relationally. It's a reflection on regret, boundaries, and the lines we all learn not to cross… sometimes too late.”

Lines he shouldn’t cross

In Real Life is a fun song with an irresistible groove about the duality of our personas in digital realms like social media that allow us to present an image to the virtual world that is not necessarily who we are in real life. The idea came from the abbreviation IRL coming into the language to designate the distinction between real life and the virtual worlds we visit where we are not constrained or defined by who we are IRL.

In real life, you ain’t no super model
Baby, but you’re still beautiful!
In real life, I ain’t no rock star
But every chance I get
I sure enough rock!

I ain’t no algorithm
I’m virtually a person
I’ve got my own damn story
And most if it is virtually true!

In real life I’m virtually a rock star
Yeah I’m a rock star baby
In real life you’re virtually a super model
Doin’ the cat walk baby
In real life you influence virtually everyone

In real life, its virtually true
In real life, you’re a virtual star
IRL I’ll make you a bet
That what you see ain’t what I get

In real life, you ain’t no super model
Oh baby, but you’re beautiful!
In real life, I ain’t no rock star
But every chance I get
I sure enough rock!

I ain’t no algorithm
I’m virtually a person
I’ve got my own damn story
And most if it is virtually true

In real life I’m virtually a rock star
Rock star rock star rock star
In real life you’re virtually a super model
A super duper model
In real life you influence virtually everyone darling

In real life, its virtually true
In real life, you’re a virtual star
IRL I’ll make you a bet
That what you see ain’t what I get

In real life I’m virtually a rock star
Yeah I’m a rock star baby
In real life you’re virtually a super model
Doin’ the cat walk baby
In real life you influence virtually everyone
You have followers baby

In real life, its virtually true
In real life, you’re a virtual star
IRL I’ll make you a bet
That what you see ain’t what I get

In Real Life

In Real Life - Defiantbutterfly

My grandson wanted to write music like pops, so he drew the picture above, and commented, "Some of the notes are fast, like dancing, and some of the notes are slow, like resting." The rest flowed quite naturally.

Some of the notes are fast, like dancing. Some of the notes are slow like resting..
All of the notes, they come together and make a song.
When you sing it, you might be the only one who knows just what it means.

Some of the notes are loud and clear, some of ‘em you can barely hear.
All of those notes are your notes, so they can’t be wrong.
When you find it, you have found a treasure that’s beyond your wildest dreams.

It’s the song that you were meant to sing,the one that gives your soul a wing
And every time you sing it, you’re reminded what you’ve got.
Because that song, is yours, and you know it always has been
It’s your song - never let it be forgot.

I thank God for every song that fills my heart.
Even when the song’s not happy, its a map
I can use to find directions where I need to  be,and how to go.

It’s the song that I was meant to sing,and that song might mean everything
And every time I sing it, I’m reminded what I’ve got,
Because that song, is mine, and I know it always has been
It’s my song - never let it be forgot.


It’s Your Song (Never Let It Be Forgot)

AK music

Decoy is the follow-up to Dark Knight — a captivating dance track with a relentless, driving beat about hidden discoveries, intentional disguises, and the seductive illusions of love.

Produced with Matt DeMatteo. Arranged by Matt DeMatteo.
Mastered by Lacquer Channel Mastering,

MNX Records, Toronto, CANADA

Decoy

I wasn't the storm
Wasn't the calm
Wasn't even the damn weather report
Just a line somebody skipped
while looking for the chorus

You kept a jar of sugar packets
from diners you don't remember
Me?
I was one of those
Sweet for a second
Then tossed in the glovebox
with expired maps and parking fines

I bought you soup when your sky cracked
You left me waiting on a Tuesday
A Tuesday, man?
The least poetic day of the week

You kept my jokes
but not my number
Told your friends
"she was... funny, I guess"
Hell of a eulogy

I was just a footnote for you
barely there, barely blue
Some flicker in the rearview
of a road you never meant to drive
Yeah...
I was just a footnote for you
But you?
You were a whole damn book for me

I made you pancakes once
You said you were allergic to mornings
And love
And me, apparently

You ever try deleting a voicemail
just so you don't memorize the silence at the end?
Yeah...
Me neither

I was just a footnote for you
just a scene that didn't test well
so they cut it in the final draft
But I kept your ghost in my guitar case
your laugh in the pocket of a coat I never wear
You were thunder
And I was...
a line break
Or less

You thought I was a footnote?
Baby, I'm the erratum
Printed loud
Page one
Right under your regrets

Just a Footnote

Alternative indie soft song driven by  base, leyered guitars and hypnotizing melody and voice of interpreteur. Catching melody and outsider melancholic vibe is a must!😉

[Intro — slow, submerged]

[sound of bubbles, distant glass shatter]

In the water,
the light bends slow.
Shadows move
where you can’t go.

Bubbles rise,
slip from your hands,
drifting higher,
out of command.

[ acoustic electric guitar rhytmic solo ]
[ instrumental intermezzo]

[Verse 1]
You never thought
it would pull you in,
but signs were drawn
beneath your skin.
You closed your eyes,
[ bridge ]
you turned away —
the truth you hid,
[ bridge]
still found a way.

⸻

[Refrain ,whispered, layered]
Water all around you,
water breathing calm.
Your chest is slow,
your mind is numb.
Oxygen?
Just another plan… gone wrong.

⸻

Instrumental break
[hypnotic synth swells,
sharp electric guitar lines
cutting through the pulse]

⸻

[Verse 2]
Sirens call,
their voices near —
soft as knives
that you can hear.
[ bridge]
They ask for a smile,
they hand you hope,
but in your eyes
[ bridge]
the depths still grow.

⸻

[Refrain]
Water all around you,
water breathing calm.
Your chest is slow,
your mind is numb.
Oxygen?
[ bridge]
Just another plan… gone wrong.

⸻

Bridge — mantra style
Bubbles rise,
bubbles fade…
They don’t return,
they drift away.

⸻

[Outro ,fading]
([ow ocean waves,
a single synth note holding]
Water all around you…
Water all around you…
Gone.

[ instrumental outro ]

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