Niall Horan singing This Town on Guinness St. Paddy's Day live stream.

Niall Horan: Best of the Pub

This Town- Niall Horan

When the sun shines we shine together

I Just Need Time

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm gettin' old, and I need something to rely on
So, tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm gettin' tired, and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm gettin' old, and I need something to rely on
So, tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm gettin' tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So, why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So, tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So, why don't we go?
So, why don't we go?
Ooh, hey, hey
Oh-oh-oh
This could be the end of everything
So, why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know

somewhere only we know-keane cover

somewhere only we know  (keane cover)

ANIME: Hyouka

LYRICS:
I know sleep is friends with death
But maybe I should get some rest
'Cause I've been out here workin' all damn day
Blueberries and butterflies
The pretty things that greet my eyes
When you call and I say, "I'm on my way"
You and me belong together
Like cold iced tea and warmer weather
Where we lay out late underneath the pines
And we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together all the time
Spillin' wine and homemade drinks
We throw a cheers, the worries sink
Damnit, it's so good to be alive
We know that we don't got much
But, then again, it's just enough
To always find a way for a good time
You and me belong together
Like cold iced tea and warmer weather
Where we lay out late underneath the pines
And we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together
This love is all we need
Oh, we've got so much
You and me, oh
You and me belong together
Like cold iced tea and warmer weather
Where we lay out late underneath the pines
And we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together all the time
It goes on and on and on (hey)
It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on (woo)

Belong Together - Mark Ambor (NIGHTCORE)

A rough preview made from the snippets posted

Ordinary - Alex Warren (Preview)

I wrote Blackout Routine when I couldn’t tell if I was living or just rehearsing it. It’s a map of the numb days—brush your teeth, fake the laugh, call it coping. The beat hits like static in your ribs while the hook chants the cycle: wake up, blackout, repeat. If you’ve ever been the strong one until the door closes… if you’ve ever called exhaustion “normal”… I see you. Play this loud in the car at 2AM. Leave me a comment with the line that found you.
From the upcoming EP Sleepwalking Season.
(Explicit; mental-health themes)

Blackout Routine

Christina Perri - A thousand years - official video (subtitulado)

Alec Benjamin - If We Have Each Other (Versy Edit)

the weeknd-blinding lights,i feel it coming,the hills,in your eyes

FAULTLINE (formerly Vox Astra) is the sound of someone still standing after the floor gave out.

The name doesn’t come from a trend. It comes from lived experience. Faultline is a trans musician, lyricist, and storyteller who turns survival into sound—crafting music that sits at the intersection of alt-rap, emo rock, spoken word, and atmospheric collapse. His songs aren’t clean, they’re honest. They’re the unspoken parts of healing, grief, identity, and mental health—captured in a raw, narrative voice that doesn’t flinch.

Growing up with trauma and silence, Faultline learned early how to translate pain into something rhythmic. He was raised by headphones, healed by lyrics, and found his voice somewhere between the static and the breakdown. He writes like a journal entry someone forgot to burn—emotional, sharp, intimate.

He pulls from a wide range of inspiration: the quiet poetry of isolation, the aching production of bedroom records, the emotional intensity of confessional rap and indie rock. Whether it’s slow-burning verses or broken-syllable choruses, every song is made to carry weight without asking for pity.

Faultline isn’t here to perform resilience.
He’s here to name it.

“I don’t make sad music.
I make music for people who lived through something and don’t know what to do with it.”
—Faultline

His work is for the ones who overthink in empty rooms, who wore hoodies in summer to feel protected, who survived without a trophy, and who carry stories no one ever asked to hear. It’s for the outsiders, the chronically tired, the quietly angry, the dissociated poets, and the ones who never quite fit the mold.

Faultline makes music that bleeds slow and lingers long.
He isn’t chasing the charts—he’s building a home for people like him. The ones who still shake, but haven’t shattered yet.

Welcome to the rupture.
Welcome to Faultline.

Blackout Routine

Faultline Kid

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