You don't need
To explain yourself anymore, anymore
You don't need
To explain yourself anymore, anymore

It's time you stop
Being on defense
It's time you stop
Being on defense

Let others
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out

You were never to blame
You were never to blame
You've always been the same
You've always been the same

Something happened
Long ago
Something happened
Long ago

Let others
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out

You'll never know the truth, or
Do you want the truth
Do you want the truth
Do you want the truth

Clear your mind
From this clout
Clear your mind
From this clout

And

Let others
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out

Let others, Figure you out

OH OK

BL00DL1NE

I'm confused
I can't figure it out
How do I amuse
How do I shout

Is there something I push
Is there something I click
Is there something I swipe
Is there something I like

With your love
With your light
Let's make it happen
Tonight

With your love
With your light
Let's make it happen
Tonight

Am I missing the key
Am I missing the me
Am I missing the free
Am I missing the plea

For help!
For help!
For help!
For help!

How does this occur
I only see the blur
Will they prefer
When I'm in doubt

With your love
With your light
I'll make it happen
Tonight

Will I find it
Will I see it
Will I meet it
Will I believe it

When it happens
How will I respond
When it happens
Will I be gone

With your love
With your light
Let's make it happen
Tonight

The Push, the Click, the Swipe

You are the one
You are my truth
You are beautiful

Only You Can Save, the, The Youth

I sit next to you
I feel your power
I need your strength
I need your showers

Of 

Love
And Support
Strength
And Wisdom

I speak to you
Forever
With 
Precision

You are the one
You are my truth
You are beautiful

Only You Can Save, the, The Youth

I'll
Understand this life
I'll 
Make you priority
Save me from the demons
The demons
Who destroy 
Your Authority

You are the one
You are my truth
You are beautiful

Only You Can Save, the, The Youth

You are the one

You are my truth

You are beautiful

Only You Can Save, the, The Youth

The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth

You are the one
You are my truth
You are beautiful

Only You Can Save, the, The Youth

The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth
The Youth

Only You Can Save, the, The Youth

Open Season categorizes the difficulties the USA has had during the last four years.

1. You Can't Keep a Good Man Down

Atomic Angel - (2025) Rise Again - City Shadows (Redux) [S02]

Corporate sterility contrasted with distant violence and moral corruption, resulting in wars like Gaza  

Growing the Brand - Lyrics

Verse 1
In boardrooms with coffee that costs more
than minimum wage buys in a week
We polish speeches about humanitarian aid
while our calculators count the dead
The wine stains my shirt red, like the maps


Verse 2
Who's that knocking on the cockpit door?
Someone visited the hardware store
We come with hammers because words bounce off
steel like prayer off a banker's forehead
Bang goes the hammer keeping bloody score


Chorus
It's all part of growing the brand
Clean profits from subsidised death
We call it culture, they call it murder
Growing the brand on borrowed breath


Verse 3
While logos gleam on gallery walls
breakfast tables explode in real time
Our handshakes seal tomorrow's casualties
as mothers count children who won't come home
The marble stays clean, the conscience doesn't

Chorus
It's all part of growing the brand
Clean profits from subsidised death
We call it culture, they call it murder
Growing the brand on borrowed breath

Verse 4
Arms out sideways, airstrike 1, 2, 3
At 9 AM here, it's midnight there
We're brewing coffee while they're dodging bombs
Geography of running maps itself
on playground walls and office calendars

Chorus
It's all part of growing the brand
Clean profits from subsidised death
We call it culture, they call it murder
Growing the brand on borrowed breath


Growing the Brand

Grafenberg’s debut full-length No Saints, No Proof is a hallucinatory collision of Anatolian psychedelia, dark electronic ritual, and surf-noir energy.
Ten tracks unravel like a midnight drive through shifting mirages: fuzz-saturated strings, trembling synths, hypnotic motorik drums, and a deep female voice bending between whispers and fire.

It is an album about memory and resistance — how glitches, ghosts, and fractured signals can become sacred. Ritual mantras (“Order Eats the Sun”, “Loom of Wires”) sit alongside spectral ballads (“Tape Ghost Mirage”, “VHS Desert Prayer”) and driving nocturnal anthems (“Motor Moon Communion”).

The sound is tactile, imperfect, and alive: warm compression, tape-delay halos, lo-fi grain.
For listeners of Gaye Su Akyol, Altın Gün, Tame Impala, and anyone seeking a darker, cinematic edge to psychedelic electronic music.

Only You Can Save, the, The Youth

MDRJR