Alice Liebe

Originally released on streaming platforms on: July 10, 2025

just moving all music from streaming over to SoundCloud

Sick N' Tired

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Murmurs

if you knew (bside)

what the cinnamon toast fuck is this (wave mix)

giving you what you want
yeah i need to know yeah i need to know
thoughts like this consume me whole
thoughts like this consume me whole
drug of choice is LSD will he ever see enough of me
told me that he needed me 
told me that we need to sleep
i remember that feeling
that you once gave to me
i remember that feeling of when you would just kiss me
kiss me 
kiss me
drug of choice is LSD will he ever get enough of me
psychedelic's in his mind
i wish we could rewind time
can u feel the bugs in your eyes
ego death is the only prize
moment of bliss come at a price
thoughts like this consume me whole
thoughts like this consume me whole
drug of choice is LSD will he ever see enough of me
will he ever see
will he ever see
will he ever see enough of me

A love letter written in the language of stars.
This track imagines a constellation not found in any telescope. A trinity of celestial muses lost in the folds of space and time. Each one holds a different force: guidance, mystery and salvation.

With dreamlike textures and cosmic rhythm, the song drifts through parallel skies where love still exists beyond reason. It’s not about chasing answers, but about feeling the gravity of something eternal.

Some stars don’t burn for science.
They burn for memory, for myth and for those who dared to name them.

Zimara

[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.

Alice Liebe

No Bride

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