[Verse 1]
Rent's late again, I'm dodging calls
The world’s on fire, and we’re all just tryna stall
Scrolling through the news like it’s a horror show
But I still get up, even when I move slow

[Pre-Chorus]

They say “keep your head high,” but my neck hurts
From all the weight I carry in this sweatshirt
Dreams feel like bills I can’t afford
But I hold on — yeah, I hold on

[Chorus]

I’m still standing, cracked but breathing
Life keeps swinging, but I ain’t leaving
Tired eyes, heavy heart
Still I find a way to restart
Might be bruised, might be breaking
But I’m here and that’s worth saying

[Verse 2]
Tried therapy, tried faith, tried late-night walks
Trying to outrun the silence when my mind talks
Everyone’s smiling, but no one’s fine
We’re all just dancing through the warning signs

[Pre-Chorus 2]

Another coffee just to fake awake
Another prayer I half believe I’ll make
But hope’s a stubborn little flame
And somehow, it still remains

[Chorus]

I’m still standing, cracked but breathing
Life keeps swinging, but I ain’t leaving
Tired eyes, heavy heart
Still I find a way to restart
Might be bruised, might be breaking
But I’m here — and that’s worth saying

[Bridge]

We wear masks, not the kind from the news
But the kind we smile through, so we don’t lose
Each other — ‘cause we’re all just trying to cope
Gripping tight to any thread of hope

[Final Chorus]

I’m still standing, don’t know how
But I’m here, I’m breathing now
Every scar, a part of me
Proof that I’m still fighting to be free
Yeah, I’m cracked, but I’m not broken
Every breath, a quiet token
Of the strength I didn’t know I had

I'm Still Standing

TEMPERATURES HOT

Track 9 from the debut album Quiet Damage
“When We Passed Like Ghosts” is for that moment—you see them. They don’t see you.

Not because you’re invisible.
Because you’re no longer theirs to see.

It’s not heartbreak. It’s the aftermath. It’s standing two feet away from someone who used to know your pulse—and now walks past like you were never real. No eye contact. No flinch. Just silence where love used to live.

This is what it sounds like to lose someone slowly—and then all at once.
To bury a connection while they’re still alive.
To whisper “you knew me” in your own head, because saying it out loud might ruin you.

We didn’t say goodbye.
We just… passed like ghosts.

—Faultline Kid

Disclaimer:
Lyrics written entirely by me. The voice is AI-generated through Suno AI while I build the final version. The pain is real. The quiet between verses? That’s where I lived.

When We Passed Like Ghosts

Drifting through the void

She Wore Silence Like" by ObiAmeshi

A haunting exploration of unspoken emotions and the weight of what remains unsaid. ObiAmeshi crafts an intimate sonic portrait of someone who transforms silence into armor, elegance, and mystery all at once. The track delves into the space between words, where silence becomes a language of its own—sometimes protective, sometimes devastating, always profound.
With delicate instrumentation and evocative lyrics, "She Wore Silence Like" captures the complexity of a person who speaks volumes without saying a word. ObiAmeshi's signature style weaves together vulnerability and strength, painting silence not as emptiness, but as a deliberate choice—a garment worn with intention.
The song invites listeners into quiet moments where silence holds more power than any confession, where the absence of words becomes its own kind of poetry. It's a meditation on love, loss, and the beautiful ache of things left unsaid.


She wore Silence Like .

Сердце гниет, как забытая свеча,
Тени в углах, где боль кричит в ночах.
Слёзы текут, как река без берегов,
Ветры шепчут, но пусты их голосов.

В темноте, где нет конца,
Крики души без лица.
Пустота сжимает грудь,
В этой яме мне не суть.

Холод внутри, он горит, как огонь,
Сжигая всё, что осталось мной.
Крылья сломаны, падение в бездну,
Но нет выхода, лишь боль — неизбежно.

В темноте, где нет конца,
Крики души без лица.
Пустота сжимает грудь,
В этой яме мне не суть.

Сквозь стекло, что режет взгляд,
Ищем свет, но только ад.
Вопли, эхо — наш мотив,
Мир забыт, как негатив.

В темноте, где нет конца,
Крики души без лица.
Пустота сжимает грудь,
В этой яме мне не суть.

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Translation:

The heart rot like a forgotten candle
Shadows in the corners where the pain screams at night.
Tears flow like a river without shores,
The winds whisper, but empty voices.

In the dark, where there is no end
Screams of the soul without a face.
Emptiness squeezes the chest
In this pit, I am not the point.

Cold inside, it burns like fire,
Burning everything that remains me.
The wings are broken, falling into the abyss,
But there is no way out, only pain is inevitable.

In the dark, where there is no end
Screams of the soul without a face.
Emptiness squeezes the chest
In this pit, I am not the point.

Through the glass that cuts the eye,
We are looking for light, but only hell.
Writes, echo - our motive,
The world is forgotten as a negative.

In the dark, where there is no end
Screams of the soul without a face.
Emptiness squeezes the chest
In this pit, I am not the point.

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text/music: Daimalra © 2025

Тьма и боль (Darkness And Pain)

in your silence

On Borrowed Time We Danced by ObiAmeshi

A hauntingly beautiful exploration of fleeting love and the precious moments we steal from time itself. "On Borrowed Time We Danced" captures the bittersweet essence of romance that exists in the spaces between certainty and goodbye.

ObiAmeshi weaves together delicate melodies and introspective lyrics that speak to anyone who has ever held onto love knowing it might slip away. The song paints intimate scenes of two souls sharing stolen moments—dancing not to music, but to the rhythm of borrowed heartbeats and whispered promises.

With its ethereal soundscape and emotionally raw delivery, this track showcases ObiAmeshi's ability to transform personal vulnerability into universal connection. The music flows like a slow dance in twilight, where every step matters because you know the song will end.

"On Borrowed Time We Danced" is more than a song; it's a meditation on how we love fiercely in the face of impermanence, finding beauty in temporary spaces and meaning in moments that were never meant to last forever.

*A tender reminder that sometimes the most profound connections happen when we know we're running out of time.*

On Borrowed Time

ISSUES

Gave you time, gave you space
Held you down when you lost your way
Never judged, never changed
Played it cool when you act strange
Every fight, I take the fall
Even when I know it’s not my fault
You be out, I stay in
You get love, I don’t win

But I kept showin' up, even empty
Still gave you all when it drained me
You want me there when it’s good
But you gone when it’s heavy

This love ain't one way
You take and never give, then say I changed
Girl, I was all in  you played safe
If love’s a give and go, you just stay
No, this ain’t fair play
I held your pain while you looked away
Now you ask why I don’t feel the same
‘Cause love ain’t one way

You need space? I give that fast
I need time? You never ask
You make rules, I adapt
You break ‘em all and still get a pass
It’s always “you,” never “us”
Your mood swing and I adjust
I get quiet, you get loud
I hold peace, you hold crowd

I was down to ride, even solo
You just want the highs, not the low-low
I was yours, no Plan B
But you moved like you fancy

This love ain't one way
You take and never give, then say I changed
Girl, I was all in  you played safe
If love’s a give and go, you just stay
No, this ain’t fair play
I held your pain while you looked away
Now you ask why I don’t feel the same
‘Cause love ain’t one way

I loved you more than I loved me
And that’s where I lost peace
Now I’m done tryna compete
With your ego on repeat
Love don’t mean shit if it’s just mine
You only show up on your time
Don’t ask me why I’m gone cold
You made this bed  now it’s yours alone

This love ain't one way
You take and never give, then say I changed
Girl, I was all in  you played safe
If love’s a give and go, you just stay
No, this ain’t fair play
I held your pain while you looked away
Now you ask why I don’t feel the same
‘Cause love ain’t one way

One Way

🌆AFTER HOURS🌃

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.

When We Passed Like Ghosts

Faultline Kid

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