Name: TRIUMPHANT by KROWNS
Duration: 3 min 37 s
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Once Monsters - Chains

pSyChOsIs - MYTCH

Daydream

Say more than you’ve ever said  
But the words mean nothin’  
Been try tryin’ hard to connect  
But you’re changing the subject 
 
Yeah I just wanna go 
Go home alone I’m dyin’ 
No I don’t really know  
Know why I was invited 
 
 
And I’m running out of time 
Adding up like 
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 
Days are numbered I need more 
And I want more from this life 
Counting down like 
4 and 3 and 2 and 1 
Not much left until we’re done  
 
 
Hate that all my thoughts drop off  
Of your ears so alone 
Walk out of the bar too loud 
Breakin’ down in my voice notes 
 
Yeah I just wanna go 
Go home alone I’m dyin’ 
No I don’t really know  
Know why I was invited 
 
And I’m running out of time 
Adding up like 
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 
Days are numbered I need more 
And I want more from this life 
Counting down like 
4 and 3 and 2 and 1 
Not much left until we’re done  
 
And I want more from this life 
Counting down like 
4 and 3 and 2 and 1 
Not much left until we’re done

Voice Notes ft. Ethan Gander

For millions of years, our species teetered on the brink of extinction. Our survival instinct, it seems, allowed us to weather this difficult period, incidentally causing several mass extinctions of other species, including probably our Neanderthal cousins. A serial killer was born: Homo sapiens. Now, we are threatened by overpopulation and obesity. This primitive brain that once saved us has become a burden of selfishness and aggression, obstacles to the empathy and sociability we so desperately need today.

The Dark Side Of The Man

Dark Insider

SUN GOD HUSTLE

by Brent Schön AI

Sun God Hustle is an album about endurance under pressure—the kind of persistence that doesn’t ask for permission and doesn’t wait for perfect conditions. It draws on the universal symbol of the sun not as a deity to worship, but as a metaphor for relentless energy: rising every day, burning through darkness, and sustaining life whether it is acknowledged or not.

This record explores the hustle as a form of survival and self-respect. The “sun” in Sun God Hustle represents inner fire—the drive that keeps moving when recognition is absent, resources are scarce, and the world feels stacked against you. It is about choosing motion over collapse, creation over silence, rhythm over despair.

Sonically, the album blends street-rooted genres with expansive electronic textures. West Coast rap, G-funk, trap, Aussie hip hop, EDM, deep house, electro, and melodic synth layers coexist like heat waves over asphalt. Beats hit with confidence but never aggression for its own sake. Basslines pulse steadily, like a heart that refuses to stop. Melodies shimmer and stretch, evoking sun glare, open roads, and long days that blur into nights.

Each track reflects a different phase of the hustle. Early songs carry grit—raw beats, stripped-back arrangements, and tension that mirrors struggle. Mid-album tracks build momentum, adding layers, movement, and swagger as energy returns. Later tracks open into brighter, more spacious soundscapes, suggesting clarity, balance, and earned calm rather than conquest.


Sun God Hustle is for builders, survivors, artists, and anyone who wakes up and chooses to try again.

No throne required.
No crown promised.
Just light, motion, and the will to keep going.

SpiritRise

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LYRICS

Underline The Summertime (I Was Killed When I Was Taught To Read)

Alleyways and happy days,
I know the former well. 
I spent three years in misery,
Utopia is hell. 
They caught me captivated by old letters rearranged,
Entwined by firelight, I wait. 
For you,
I turn the page

They paint empty patterns, sell the canvas, sell the page. 
Their empty lines and severed signs we carry to old age.
We read them, watch them, look them in the eyes – they look right back,
I feel the weight get heavier from books in my backpack.
For you,
I turn the page

I underlined the summertime until there was none left,
I summarized your lullabies with brittle, breaking breath,
See now I have become the books that I have lived to read,
My pages scar, my binding bleeds.
For you,
I turned the page

Simplify this simple life and I will disappear,
You hold me like I hold the knife of everything you fear,
So tell me I was wrong and I will tell you I was right,
You try try try to hold me tight,
For you,
I'll burn the page

Underline The Summertime (I Was Killed When I Was Taught To Read)

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Coma is a dark alternative/pop song about depression, haunting thoughts, and not wanting to deal with pain, loss and just terrible things that happen to you in general. Almost to the point that you just want to fall asleep and never wake up.

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