Second Hand Smoke

Goodnight, Nobody

HAARP Hurricane Hustle

Leave me

I’m reading a book  
But you keep circling around me  
We had a fight, so now?  
What do you want, what do you expect?  

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, I’m not your toy to play.  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, alone. 
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, dream

I thought you were a caring man  
I was definitely wrong  
Maybe before it was just a strategy  
To get to me, to my fragile heart.  

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, I’m not your toy to play.  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, alone. 
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, dream

But don’t you realize you’re bothering me?
Like the smoke from your cigarette that has filled the room 
I need to reflect, I need to understand  
Who we are, and which direction we’re heading

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, I’m not your toy to play.  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, alone. 
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, dream

But don’t you realize you’re bothering me?
Like the smoke from your cigarette that has filled the room 
I need to reflect, I need to understand  
Who we are, and which direction we’re heading?  

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Like the smoke from your cigarette that has filled the room 
I need to reflect, I need to understand  
Who we are, and which direction we’re heading

Leave me

I Cry In The Middle o’ The Night

A Song about Infinity in Austrian Language

ES GIBT UNS EWIG

Es gibt uns ewig

My Angel. Texte Eric Verdin

I saw the sky turn black,
Then golden just the same.
A child laughed in the rain—
Then silence spoke his name.

A breath, a blink, a firefly…
That’s all this life becomes.
A story scratched in ashes,
On borrowed bones and lungs.

We run from the shadows,
But they walk by our side.
Every kiss, every scar,
Will someday be denied.

Memento Mori, remember the end.
The grave waits gently… for foe and for friend.
Each second a jewel we’re too blind to see,
Till we rot into soil, and finally breathe free.

Memento Mori,  this pain is divine.
Even tears are sacred when you’re out of time.
So scream while you’re breathing, burn while you can—
We are gods for a moment, then ghosts in the sand.

They build temples on our backs,
Name stars after our pain.
But we die unknown, unheard,
Flesh washed into the drain.

But that coffee with your brother,
That glance from someone new
Those seconds are the altar
Where existence speaks its truth.

There’s no heaven without endings,
No love without decay.
You can’t find what matters…
Till it’s slipping away.

Memento Mori

Bring Back the Smoke

a lyrical protest — a fusion of rhythm, flow, and raw wordplay that exposes the brutality of power and the price of violence. Heavy beats meet sharp verses, transforming poetic imagery into a pulse that speaks for streets, struggles, and survival.

Bullets Hip-hop

crumble under pressure, trying so hard to breathe
No, it's not easy to believe that I had woken up from this dream
Before I felt a crash, or I felt a sting
No I don't even feel a thing 
Last night, I couldn't sleep, scared 'bout the journey ahead of me
So I called my closest friend and they said "don't worry 'bout a thing"
Because it's easy to overthink, all you need to do is believe in nothing

She said her name to me softly, 'fore she had left
She pushed me from the mirror, told me "bunny, you're on your own now"
Didn't give me a chance to say goodbye to you
I think you already knew what I would try to do
You always knew me better than I knew myself, but lately
I'm standing on my own two feet, babe I lived through it
I know I'll struggle but it's better than staying the same
i'll fill that hole in your place

this time, maybe i'll try again
remembering the gifts that you had left, they read my name
should have seen my face when i saw the way that things changed
i wish that i could give you thanks just one more time
i see your energy in everything i do, i wonder if i've made you proud
if i talked to you right now, you would tell me that there's something left 
i know what it is, but i'm too afraid to say
the answer begins with your nickname
is it ok to say it's over, things have changed
it's not yet done, despite it all, i look right towards your way 
and cling on to the hope that one day i can say

uh, i'm not your twenty nineteen girl
you can't fool me anymore
i don't need you to tell me things i know because you're bored

i'm not your twenty nineteen girl
If you don't need me anymore
Run away, I'll go my own, goodbye
I'm thankful for your guidance, but
I'm not your twenty nineteen girl
I don't want your praise anymore
I hope you'll love the way shits going
'cus I'm hoping that in time I'll show you

late night, on the phone with ellie
the most inspired that we had ever been for days, on the mic, losing my age
i wonder if my inner child saw me today
would she feel secure in knowing it's ok? at one point i cared, but
i can't help when the future's promised to me
its too hopeful to be holy
why do i want to impress you, when i no longer even see you
my energy feels different this time, oh, this last time i visited you
it's the skatepark, culdesac, coca cola drink
it's that bean bag, your bedroom, playing wii games
it's the world that i can't go back to everyday
when i come back, it's so wrong, was i too late
do i knock on your door, do i even say your name
will you tell me that it's over, will you tell me go away
i don't want to go back, i've got a better family
but if you ended up answering, i'd end up always saying i'm not

i'm not your twenty nineteen girl
If you don't need me anymore
Run away, I'll go my own, goodbye
I'm thankful for your guidance, but
I'm not your twenty nineteen girl
I don't want your praise anymore
I hope you'll love the way shits going
'cus I'm hoping that in time I'll show you

twenty nineteen girl

[Verse 1]
Peace with God I got it
Through Jesus Christ our Lord
Grace to stand within it
Hope no record

[Prechorus]
Rejoice in hope
Glory of God
We know

[Chorus]
We know suffering produces perseverance
Perseverance character
Character hope
Hope
Righteous Howl

[Verse 2]
God's love poured out it's there
Holy Spirit given to us
While we were still sinners to bear
We trust

[Prechorus]
Rejoice in hope
Glory of God
We know

[Chorus]
We know suffering produces perseverance
Perseverance character
Character hope
Hope
Righteous Howl

Righteous Howl

Je suis IRILOVE, auteur-compositeur indépendant de l’Aude. Mes textes sont des manifestes intimes : ils secouent, questionnent, rallument. Ma voix ? Parfois synthétique, parfois humaine. Mes styles ? Sans limites : rock, électro, rap, reggae, jazz, selon l’humeur du moment. J’utilise Suno Pro pour donner vie à mes émotions et Studio One Pro pour sculpter chaque son comme un artisan. Mon univers est hybride, entre chanson alternative, électronica poétique et beats mentaux. Je cherche la justesse, pas la perfection. Écoutez mon cri calme sur SoundCloud.  SACEM  France
I’m IRILOVE, a songwriter from the Aude region of France. My lyrics are manifestos: tender, lucid, defiant. My voice? Sometimes synthetic, sometimes human. My styles? Boundless: rock, electro, rap, reggae, jazz, driven by my mood. I use Suno Pro to shape expressive vocals and Studio One Pro to craft each track, blending organic and synthetic textures. The AI is my tool, not my author. My world is hybrid: alternative songcraft, poetic electronica, soft rebellion. I chase honesty, not perfection. Hear my calm cry on SoundCloud.  SACEM

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