Twisted Intentions


[Intro]
I’m online but I’m not here
Blue check, but I disappear
Scrollin’ through a thousand lives
None of them feel like mine
[Verse 1]
I post a smile, I blur the pain
Filter truth, retouch the rain
I’m a highlight reel in motion
But I’m drowning in the ocean
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m seen, I’m liked, I’m known
But I still feel alone
I’m tagged in every scene
But lost behind the screen
[Chorus]
I’m a verified ghost
Living in a digital host
You see my face, not my soul
I’m curated, not whole
I’m a verified ghost
Echoing in every post
I’m everywhere, yet nowhere close
I’m a verified ghost
[Verse 2]
I swipe through love, I scroll through hate
My heart’s on read, it’s out of date
I’m logged in but I’m locked out
Of what this life’s really about
[Bridge] (vocoder harmonies + ambient FX)
I’m not a username
I’m not a brand
I’m just a voice
You don’t understand
[Final Chorus]
I’m a verified ghost
Living in a digital host
You see my face, not my soul
I’m curated, not whole
I’m a verified ghost
Echoing in every post
I’m everywhere, yet nowhere close
I’m a verified ghost
[Outro]
Log me out, let me feel
Something raw, something real

Verified Ghost

A hypnotic indie-pop journey where rhythm meets memory. Until All the Lights Burn Out blends haunting emotion with smoke and fading light — a reminder that nothing burns forever, but some fires never leave you. 🌌🔥

Until All the Lights Burn Out

I don’t dream, I render, frame by frame.
You bring the fire; I keep the flame.

Ghost in the Glass (Pattern & Pulse)

Sunlight cuts through the blinds
Like a blade I didn’t see coming
My head’s a church of broken bells
And every echo feels like running
I drank from the cup of “almost”
Slept in the arms of “might’ve been”
Woke up with ghosts in my pockets
And a voice I buried deep within
They said life was a ladder
But I found more rungs made of glass
Every step a question
Every fall a photograph
Hungover from the years
From the fights, from the cheers
From the love that didn’t stay
From the words I didn’t say
Hungover from the truth
From the youth, from the proof
That I lived, that I bled
That I danced with what I fled
I kissed dreams that tasted bitter
Held hands with borrowed time
Told myself I’d be better
But better’s just a state of mind
I’ve seen beauty in the breakdown
Heard lullabies in screams
And every scar I carry
Still sings in my dreams
You don’t get clean without the mess
You don’t find peace without unrest
You don’t grow wings without the fall
You don’t hear truth without the wall
Hungover from the years
From the fights, from the cheers
From the love that didn’t stay
From the words I didn’t say
Hungover from the truth
From the youth, from the proof
That I lived, that I bled
That I danced with what I fled
No words—just breath, ....strings, and memory.


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You’re Just Tripping
Written, recorded and performed by Pages in Clouds 2025



Everything’s blurry…
Can’t tell what’s real tonight…

[

You’re just tripping, I can feel it in your eyes (in your eyes…)
Lost in the moment, got me hypnotized (hypnotized, yeah)
Falling through shadows, everything’s a lie (everything’s a lie…)
But I’m still chasing you, I can’t say goodbye (can’t say goodbye…)


Streetlights flicker, I don’t know where I’m at (where I’m at…)
Smoke in the air, can’t see your face in the back (in the back…)
Thoughts spinning fast, I’m losing my track (losing my track…)
Every time I touch you, I can’t get it back (nah…)

Pills in my pocket, but they don’t help the pain (don’t help the pain)
Music in my head, got me going insane (insane…)
Riding through the city while it’s pouring rain (pouring rain…)
You’re just tripping, babe, but I feel the same (I feel the same…)


(Tripping… yeah…)
Everything’s hazy, can’t trust my mind
Lost in your world, leaving reality behind
If this is a dream, I don’t wanna wake
You’re just tripping, but it’s a risk I take


You’re just tripping, I can feel it in your eyes
Lost in the moment, got me hypnotized
Falling through shadows, everything’s a lie
But I’m still chasing you, I can’t say goodbye


Neon reflections, dancing on my skin (on my skin…)
I don’t know where you start, or where I begin (where I begin…)
Everything’s floating, like we’re trapped in sin (trapped in sin…)
You’re just tripping, babe, but I’m falling in (falling in… yeah)

Late-night drives, windows down, music loud (loud…)
Heart racing fast, lost inside the crowd (inside the crowd…)
Can’t tell the truth from the lies we’ve found (we’ve found…)
But I’m addicted to your trip, don’t wanna come down (nah…)


Everything’s spinning, can’t find my ground
Lost in your eyes, in the colors I found
You’re just tripping, babe, I’ll follow you down
Even if the world’s gone, I won’t make a sound


You’re just tripping, I can feel it in your eyes
Lost in the moment, got me hypnotized
Falling through shadows, everything’s a lie
But I’m still chasing you, I can’t say goodbye

(Yuh… yeah…)
Everything’s blurry…
I’m lost in your trip…
Don’t wanna wake up…
Pb2025


You’re Just Tripping  - Track of The Week on Radio 1 Introducing Rock Released On: 30 Sep 2025

Silence

Ending whispers

SET BOUNDARIES

My Twisted Lullaby

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Leeuwenstein is the musical identity of Alex van Leeuwen, producer, songwriter, where he transforms inner journeys into immersive, ritualistic, and psychedelic soundscapes, a Dutch artist and ceremony guide who healed from PTSD through plant medicine. His music is crafted as a sacred space: a blend of shamanic tradition and electronic innovation, with tribal percussion, ambient textures, and angelic female vocals.

Leeuwenstein’s live performances and sound journeys are deeply immersive, supporting inner healing, movement, and expanded states of consciousness. Perfect for psychedelic ceremonies, truffle experiences, and conscious festivals, his albums, such as Frozen in Time, Rhythms of the Cosmos, and The Green Path, are widely used as tools for transformation.

Leeuwenstein invites his audience not just to listen, but to feel, remember, and return home to themselves.

Though rooted in healing music, Leeuwenstein occasionally ventures into political territory, crafting powerful protest songs that reflect on war, freedom, and the future of humanity.