This is a short story about being addicted to sleep and staying in bed long after the alarm has started sounding.

Addicted To Sleep Version 3

In the corners of your mind, 
where the secrets lie confined,
All your demons trapped in time 
long live the skeletons 
The closet doors will pound 
as the rattling bones resound
To your sins forever bound 
long live the skeletons 
Haunted by persistence 
in the depths of your existence 
When they speak people listen 
long live the skeletons 
And as your drowning in regret 
in their hollowed out sockets
They never will forget
 long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons, 
locked deep inside your soul,
Whispering tales of the guilty, 
they’ll make you lose control 
Long live the skeletons,  
secrets you’ve never shown
They’ll tell all your sins
they’ll dig up your bones

Rotten pieces of torn flesh
Clinging on like deep regret
Parts you’d like us to forget
Long live the skeletons
As they put you through the ringer
All the Guilty feelings linger
Feel their stiff bony fingers
Long live the skeletons
And in the dead of night
When you’ve given up the fight
And they whisper out your lies
Long live the skeletons
And as you keep on digging deeper
The price to pay gets steeper
you’ll no longer be the keeper
Long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons
All that you don’t confess
They’ll get it out of you
They’ll rip it out of your chest
Long live the skeletons
Forever rue this day
Long live the skeletons 
Your black heart on display

Deadly legion, bathed in moonlight.
Come the messengers of doom,
Unleash hellfire from the shadows
Release chaos from your tomb 
born from fire and from hatred
Slaughtered daughters broken sons, 
Rage through darkness, 
focused vengeance 
So Long live the skeletons

All the things you did 
remember everything you said
Now your dancing with the dead
Long live the skeletons 
The prices will be paid
For the choices that you made
All the pain you can’t evade
Long live the skeletons
When they come for their toll
They’ll be coming for your soul,
And They’re coming for control
Long live the skeletons
And at torture they’re the best
And they’ll never let you rest
Pull your heart out of your chest
Long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons, 
locked deep inside your soul,
Whispering tales of the guilty, 
they’ll make you lose control 
Long live the skeletons,  
secrets you’ve never shown
They’ll tell all your secrets 
they’ll dig up your bones

Long live the skeletons
All that you don’t confess
They’ll get it out of you
They’ll rip it out of your chest
Long live the skeletons
Forever rue this day
Long live the skeletons 
Your black heart on display

Long Live the Skeletons

an inside cat

A softer song about being haunted by a past partnership, in an older era of on again, off again relationships

Be let down

"Hummingbird", blends soulful melodies, downtempo rhythms, retro synth textures, and ambient psychedelic sounds into an emotive anthem about personal growth and inner strength. Offers a nostalgic, vintage vibe while encouraging listeners to rise above their shadows and find the courage to heal and persevere.
The song draws inspiration from the hummingbird, symbolizing endurance, resilience, and the power to overcome adversity. It reflects the universal struggle of navigating life’s challenges, embracing love, and discovering one’s true potential.

Drums - Pedja Milutinovic Drumbooty 
Bass -  Jovan Četa
Keys & Synths - Filip Nakić
Guitar - Filip Nakić
Vocal - Mira Konjikovac
Back Vocal - Adam Johansson

Recorded at the following locations Astroknot Acoustics, Casablanca, Studio π³
Recording Engineers - Jovan Četa, Filip Nakić
Mixed by Black Decibel
Mastered by Mike Hillier at Metropolis London

Hummingbird

vocals by Enlia 🇲🇫 
https://on.soundcloud.com/Qz3SxGFtqrR7bF1t6



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Hell

The introduction to a recent record review has some intriguing words and sentences, their recitation here is set to some chill-lounge sounds (and a progrock decoration).

twilight

Painyouputmethur.

Hope Is A Deadly Thing

Lyrics Video: https://youtu.be/HNdnTTtcBeA

ooh-oooh-oooh oooh
ooh-oooh-oooh oooh

you will break out
of the house where the people and toys
and even the walls know your name

you will stake out
a new claim on an old and abandoned mine
all collapsed and decayed

then you’ll wait for your plot to start twisting
plant seeds in the rot
trust your system

but a movie is not how we roll
we just hang from the cliff,
never get back control

this world is so much smaller
than the movies would have you believe
and love—so much more of a mess
than the movies would have you believe

your talents—
they're worth so much less
than the movies would have you believe

you’ll need to grow much taller
than the movies would have you believe

there’s no payoff—
what you think you deserve will be gone in a blink
with the surf in an ocean of rain

you can’t stay off—
there’s no armor or charm or a prayer
or a spell that can spare you the pain

no plot when the years start twisting 
and seeds grown in the rot
look to you for some wisdom

when you take on the voice of the pilot
will you color their skies in blue or in violet?

this world is so much smaller
than you think
so much more fragile
and a lot more insane

ooh-oooh-oooh oooh
ooh-oooh-oooh oooh

this world
has more superpower
than the movies would have you believe

and love—
so much more of a test
than the movies would have you believe

dreams—
worth so much less
than the movies would have you believe

you’ll taste a lot more that is sour 
and even more that is sweeter
than any old movie would have you believe

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