You said this track goes hard. Then you found out it was high.
Now you mad, like what changed? Your ears vibed. Don’t lie.

Wave Already Played is a response to that feeling —
when your body knows it’s good before your brain has time to judge.

Lyrics by Foss.
Vibe by truth.
Transmission by AI.

Wave Already Played

#РусскаяМузыка (Russian Music)
#ТанцевальнаяМузыка (Dance Music)
#ЭлектроннаяМузыка (Electronic Music)
#НочнаяМузыка (Night Music)
#Мечты (Dreams)
#ТанцыПодЗвездами (Dancing Under the Stars)
#МузыкаДляДуши (Music for the Soul)
#РитмыНочи (Rhythms of the Night)
#Звезды (Stars)
#Эмоции (Emotions)
#РитмЖизни (Rhythm of Life)
#ТанцевальныеВибрации (Dance Vibrations)
#ЛетняяМузыка (Summer Music)
#ВечерняяМелодия (Evening Melody)
#РусскийЭлектро (Russian Electro)
#Меланхолия (Melancholy)
#ТишинаИМузыка (Silence and Music)
#Мечтания (Dreaming)
#ГлубокийБас (Deep Bass)
#РомантическаяМузыка (Romantic Music)

Тайный Свет (Secret Light)

I hate to break it to you none of this is real. It’s not a binary choice. You create the mold

Get Rizzed or Die Tryin’

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(Verse 1)
Clock strikes two, and the streets are bare
Ghost towns lit with electric glare
I take the wheel in silence deep
While the city slips into coded sleep

(Pre-Chorus)
Rearview filled with broken signs
A dashboard glow, your name in lines
Night patrol of shattered thoughts
Cruising through the things we lost

(Chorus)
Graveshift drive, through the cold unknown
Radio low, but I’m not alone
Your echo rides beside my fear
Whispers loud that you're still near
Graveshift drive, chasing after light
Burning shadows through the night

(Verse 2)
Flickering lights in a vacant lane
Memories loop like an old refrain
You were the spark in the dying fuse
Now I’m just miles and midnight blues

(Pre-Chorus)
Neon dreams behind the glass
Fade like the grip I couldn’t grasp
Still I ride this haunted zone
With nothing left but monochrome

(Chorus)
Graveshift drive, through the cold unknown
Radio low, but I’m not alone
Your echo rides beside my fear
Whispers loud that you're still near
Graveshift drive, chasing after light
Burning shadows through the night

(Bridge)
The lines blur into stars
But I still know where you are
Somewhere past the circuit’s hum
Where the night can’t come undone

(Final Chorus)
Graveshift drive, engine aches and moans
Fueling ghosts and dial tones
Signal gone, but I still try
To outrun dawn and say goodbye
Graveshift drive, one last spin
'Til I see you once again

GRAVESHIFT DRIVE

Le Bruit de mon Ame

🎵 "Overthinking" – Nada Samir
A hauntingly honest track about spiraling thoughts, unread messages, and the anxiety of not knowing where you stand.
For the nights when your mind won’t shut up and silence feels louder than words.
This is for anyone who’s ever reread a text 20 times and still felt unsure.

Written from a real place. Sung from the heart.

🎙 Nada Samir – raw. real. unfiltered.



Overthinking

Come On Girl

There’s a rattle in the kitchen drawer,
I know that sound, I’ve heard it before.
The fizz, the snap, the hiss, the grin—
That’s when the real bad starts to begin.

He calls it juice, he calls it fun,
He calls it "just one, then I’m done."
But he drinks until he can’t stand straight,
And slams the door when he’s home too late.

He smells like fruit and fire and lies,
His eyes go dark, then twice their size.
I hold my breath and count to ten,
But I lose count—he yells again.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, all over the floor,
Each one’s a monster behind the door.
He pops the top and disappears—
What’s left behind is what I fear.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, sweet on the tongue,
But he gets louder with every one.
They roll around like tiny sins—
He’s not my daddy when they win.

He laughs too hard, he cries too loud,
He talks to ghosts and makes me proud—
To hide. To run. To turn to stone.
To pray real quiet when we’re alone.

Sometimes he hugs me, then lets go,
And throws the TV through the snow.
Says, “Don’t look at me like your mom,”
But I don’t know what I did wrong.

He stumbles down and I go numb,
He says it’s not the drink—it’s them.
I step on caps and they cut my feet,
I guess that’s what he means by sweet.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, rattling loud,
I hear them coming and I’m not proud.
He opens one like opening war—
And I just slide beneath the floor.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, cherry and pain,
He drinks the joy, then screams my name.
They said it's fun, they said it’s cool—
But no one said it breaks the rules.

He tells me I’m his little star,
But stars don’t live where bruises are.
He says he loves me, then he falls—
And I don’t feel much love at all.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, candy lies,
Lined up neat like alibis.
He pops the top and slips away,
And I grow older every day.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, bitter and blue,
They taste like him, they taste like truth.
I used to beg him, “Please just stop…”
Now I just sweep them up.

He says he’ll quit, he says he might—
But every cap’s another night.
I hate the ones that fizz and pop…
I wish the bottle came with a lock.

Bottle Caps

Disappear

A Field I’ll Return To

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