This Is For You...

God Bless Those Fuckers

Lion Forever

Come To Me Baby

Don't Tell Me It's Over

BANG! BANG!

Toffee

A Heart As Big As Yours

Falling through the cracks of the night
No stars just shadows no light
A maze of mirrors twisting tight

Eyes closed but wide awake
The walls hum and quake

Take me out take me far
Past the edges where we are
Where the echoes whisper dust
Nothing left nothing to trust

Colors drip like melting glass
Time bends won't let it pass
Every second an endless mass

Take me out take me far
Past the edges where we are
Where the echoes whisper dust
Nothing left nothing to trust

The ground is breathing
The air is bleeding
Feel it feeding
Feel it needing

Dust

welcome to imaginary friends. this ep aims to show more of our softer side, as always, enjoy <3

stargaze

Stayed is an album about the kinds of love that don’t shout, but linger. Built on quiet moments, half-closed doors, and the echoes of words never said, each track traces the soft ache of connection—how it forms, how it frays, and how it somehow endures. These aren’t grand declarations. They’re confessions left on voice memos. Glances held too long. Goodbyes that felt like maybe.

With textures ranging from ambient folk to cinematic indie, Stayed drifts through longing, memory, and stillness. Some songs ask to be heard in headphones at midnight. Others belong to empty roads or rooms that still hold someone’s scent.

This is not an album about falling in love.
It’s an album about the people who never left you—
even when they did.

This Wasn't the Plan

This Is The Song

The Hamptons Summer

Dancing in the Flames

like pearls (even the sad ones take pretty pics)

[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)

Michael Bullet é um artista multifacetado, compositor e intérprete, cuja música transcende géneros, explorando uma vasta gama de emoções e sonoridades. Com uma voz versátil e uma abordagem autêntica, Michael Bullet cria músicas que falam diretamente ao coração, combinando elementos de jazz, blues e psicadelismo com letras intensamente introspectivas e poéticas.

Don't Tell Me It's Over

Michael Bullet

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