Disapperance Of The Human Mind

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A bouncy pop track with simple, clean production and a cool vocal. The whole song is obviously meant to be comedic, playing with the idea of leaving people on read, delaying replies and admitting it without pretending.

It has a steady bass groove and a laid-back confidence that sits somewhere between humour and honesty.

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⚠️ EXPLICIT CONTENT — sex, trauma, strong language, men’s mental health.

“The First Time I Felt Wanted” is not just a “first time” story — it’s about the first time a man felt seen instead of used, chosen instead of convenient.

This track talks about:
• being the quiet guy at the party who feels invisible
• finally meeting someone who actually looks through the mask
• sex that isn’t about performance, but about feeling safe
• what it does to a man when someone treats his scars like they matter
• why so many of us chase hookups and porn trying to recreate one honest moment

This song is for the men who remember one person that made them feel enough — and the craving that never left after.

If this hit you in the chest, you’re not soft, you’re not weak.
You’re just a man who finally knows what real connection feels like.

— CC3PO

The First Time I Felt Wanted

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Neural Dismay delivers hostile, crushing deathcore  metal forged from chaos, brutality, and psychological decay. Blending razor-sharp riffs, punishing grooves, and venomous vocals, the band creates a sound that feels like a corrupted machine spiraling into madness. Every track hits with seismic force — dark, heavy, and unrelenting.

Step into the distortion.
Embrace the disorder.
Welcome to Neural Dismay.

Shhh…Quiet, It’s Time For The Apocalypse

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