Bubblegum Toothpaste (prod. kiialko)

can't u see <3

crashed into you

what the cinnamon toast fuck is this (wave mix)

[Verse 1]
There’s a man on the corner with a jacket too big,
Counting the cracks like they’re notes on a grid.
He talks to the air like it’s something he trusts,
And the silence replies with a layer of dust.
“I’m not crazy, I’d rather be dead,”
The man said sternly to the voice in his head.
But the words fall flat, like a song out of tune,
While the sky hums softly with a paper-thin moon.

[Chorus]
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s lost, then he hides it in the fold of his smile,
Walking with the madness like a friend for a while.

[Verse 2]
He folds paper birds out of receipts in his hands,
Lets them all fly where the lamppost stands.
The world keeps spinning, but he stands still,
Wrapped in a blanket that the night can’t fill.
And when he laughs, it’s a fragile sound,
Like glass in the wind, falling down, down, down.
But he catches himself with a shake of his head,
Repeats that same phrase he already said.

[Chorus 2]
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s lost, then he hides in the hum of the night,
Holding hands with madness till the morning light.

[Bridge]
Maybe he’s broken, maybe he’s free,
Maybe he’s something I wish I could be.
Dancing with shadows, refusing the cure,
He says he’s not crazy—
But I’m not so sure.

[Final Chorus] 
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s gone, then he’s found in a world of his own,
Building quiet kingdoms where he’s never alone.

Paper Birds (feat. Nostalgia Boy)

BD1-4U (prod. myss)

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Chillwave, Neo-Psychedelica, Indie Rock, Pop/Rock, Alternative

the sunflower police

About someone’s gf that is in a constant change and the bf couldn’t handle it so he chose to not enable it until he finally just let things be and he finally he embraces his gf new beauty..

Y are u changing…

Based on H.P. Lovecraft's sequence of 36 sonnets "Fungi from Yuggoth", which was published complete in Beyond the Wall of Sleep (Sauk City, Wisconsin: Arkham House, 1943, 395–407). Most of the sonnets were written between 27 December 1929 – 4 January 1930; thereafter individual sonnets appeared in Weird Tales and other genre magazines.

Lyrics:

I found the book in shadowed dust, where no sane hand should pry,
Its pages breathed with burning words and stars that never die.
I fled through alleys drenched in fog, the tome pressed to my chest,
The skies grew warped, the stones alive, as terror stole my rest.

Whispers from Yuggoth, where the black stars gleam,
Calling through the silence of a broken dream.
Underneath the void, where no gods remain,
We are bound to knowledge wrapped in death and pain.

An altar rose through dreaming fog, with shapes too strange to name,
The daemon called from out the void, and I, in madness, came.
Through gulfs where ancient forces stir, he led my soul in flight,
And showed the death behind the stars, the end beyond all light.

Whispers from Yuggoth, where the black stars gleam,
Calling through the silence of a broken dream.
Underneath the void, where no gods remain,
We are bound to knowledge wrapped in death and pain.

Whispers from Yuggoth, where the black stars gleam,
Calling through the silence of a broken dream.
Underneath the void, where no gods remain,
We are bound to knowledge wrapped in death and pain.

He walked through fire and whispering voids where ancient empires fell,
A thousand voices cried through him, like echoes out of hell.
He showed the stars beyond the stars, then tore the veil apart,
And left the world in silent ash, with madness in its heart. 

Underneath the Void

Free DL @ daydreamsonmicrofilm.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Intro) Once dim, now lit. It's them, not this. What's vague, now known. The clear ink now shown.

Verse1) Back of a drawer, as bright as before we ever found out the daylight always brings more. Lost landscape inside, a glass garden remains. A sensation swimming up to surface though it already sank.

Pre-chorus) The current somehow is too late, but the movement of tomorrow remains. It never is too late for the shedding of the sorrows we make.

Chorus) Once dim, now lit. It's them, not this blanket of blank bliss. In pure light we persist. What's vague now known. The clear ink now shown, the darkness we've outgrown. In the pure light it can't exist.

Verse2) Free to explore, yet entangled ever-more. Will we ever find where the shine forever pours? Cast heartache aside, the spirit can't be contained. A swift realization that beyond this curtain is a heart with no cage.

Pre-chorus2) The moment fading won't wait. For the movement of nightfall remains. The current may fluctuate, though the pull of uncertainty is the same.

Bridge Outro) We can't lt this become "not allowed". This is no matter to ignore. The ill-fact phase we must phase out because in silence we only create more. So we transmit more noise because the stream's not our voice, though we swim it to stay....fully conscious and poised for the sun to rejoin this lacking love with it's rays.

(Taken from the Daydreams On Microfilm EP, "Actively Dormant", released on Oct 14th, 2025.)

This EP is a collection of the final recordings by Daydreams On Microfilm. The tracks range from instrumental demos, to complete tracks with vocals.

"Actively Dormant EP" is our final farewell to this collaborative project, as we shift our focus back to our solo endeavors. Thanks to everyone who has listened to our music, followed us, and supported our musical explorations.

Follow our other active projects @

Grant M:
hummingthings.bandcamp.com
printtheseas.bandcamp.com

Grant B:
monotronaut.bandcamp.com

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