Requiem for a dying world

COME AND GET ME

A tribute to Stan

Hey, can you hear me now? I'm screaming through the silence 
Caught inside a storm, tangled in defiance 

If you ever feel alone, like no one understands 
Just know I’m by your side, reaching out my hand 

I'm your greatest fan 

I'm your greatest fan (Tribute to Stan)

Black Widow

my dear (southiyd)

She's Not Crying, She's Plotting

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Verse 1
What is time
but a whisper slipping past my ribs?
I watch the minutes fall
like dust I can’t hold in my fists.
Every morning feels the same—
same cup, same stare, same sigh.
I keep dreaming of the stars,
but I never seem to reach the sky.

Pre-Chorus
I keep waiting for the cards
to fall neatly in my lap,
but they scatter on the floor
and I can’t make sense of that.

Chorus
Time keeps slipping, slipping—
right between my fingers.
Monotony wraps around me,
a shadow that always lingers.
I’m dancing through this 9 to 5,
too tired to realign.
Dreaming of the stars,
but I’m always running out of time.

Verse 2
Some days I wonder
if I’m growing or just drifting.
I feel the years pressing down—
quiet, heavy, shifting.
I trace constellations
on the cold glass of a train,
watching moments pass me by
that I’ll never get again.

Pre-Chorus
I keep waiting for the cards
to fall neatly in my lap,
but fate keeps shuffling sideways
and I can’t keep track.

Chorus
Time keeps slipping, slipping—
right between my fingers.
Monotony wraps around me,
a shadow that always lingers.
I’m dancing through this 9 to 5,
too tired to realign.
Dreaming of the stars,
but I’m always running out of time.

Bridge
Tell me—
is there meaning hiding somewhere
in these hours I survive?
Is there a way to hold the moment,
to feel a little more alive?

Final Chorus
Time keeps slipping, slipping—
a quiet thief I can’t outrun.
And I’m still not sure
if my story has even begun.
Still dancing through this 9 to 5,
still waiting for a sign,
still dreaming of the stars
before I run out of time.


Time [Draft]

Passion this dangerous don’t come with warnings. 

For A love Like This

it’s been three days  
the room still smells like you  
three days of green light and no sleep  
three days of replaying that last “i’m sorry” until it’s not even a voice anymore  

slowed + reverb grief ritual  
sub bass that shakes the empty bed  
drag drums like footsteps that never come back  

for everyone counting hours in shadows  
for everyone still waiting on a message that will never deliver  
Tiktok song
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IRIAS - Three days gone

Music only unified in how much I strove for lyrics that *intentionally* couldn't quite pass the Turing test, as an alternative aesthetic.

Breath Between Storms

The Ruined One

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She's Not Crying, She's Plotting

Moon Tigress