Our second album. A story about rise and fall. Feel the falling sensation.

Beauty When There's None

Drunk Texting (Instrumental)

Lost Names

(Complete)

BALM ANGEL - TAKE ME WITH YOU

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“How Dare You” is my story - my grind, my journey, and my fire. This track is dedicated to everyone who’s ever pushed through negativity, doubt, and the voices that tried to hold them back. The intro and first verse speak on the people who tried to put me down simply because they didn’t chase their own dreams. How dare they try to dim someone else’s light.

The second verse goes deeper. It’s about a so-called friend who looked down on me for following my path. Instead of letting anger take over, I chose self-control, walked away, and kept building. Now the progress speaks louder than anything I could’ve said.

The third verse is my declaration. I understand my journey. I don’t need haters to define me - I create my own destiny. While they contradict themselves and waste energy trying to judge me, I stay locked in. I work through pain, push beyond limits, meditate, focus, and keep moving forward. Every step falls into place. I don’t hesitate. I take control and break my way into the industry with my own unique power.

If you’re on a journey of growth, this one’s for you.

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Ash Stone - How Dare You

A different holy night

Love Of Yesterday

paranoid

Let’s enjoy this night out,
Drink this poisoned cocktail,
I don’t have a cock but
At least I’m not in jail 

I grew up in a Kentucky dumpster with a bum on bumps and a bummer it was, sucks a gunner I was that fucked every summer and plucked every feather I’m nuts and the weather is fun and my guts are fantastic.  Elastic, your flaccid,  and rabid and rancid im Gina Da Lesbian showing her ass on acid to a fat chick who’s damaged from pork chops and inbalanced and tragic and challenged to manage the damage of her diet, your quiet and I’m a fucking riot.


I am Da Gina
I Like Vagina
I’m A Dike
With A Bike
Fresh as
North Carolina

I like to scissor chicks in winter kid so our legs light up like splinters you’ve never seen a fire start quicker than when I lick the whiskers.  I’m into big girls, lox pearls and smoke cigs, twirl my head around to scare squirrels I’m mad at the world and the world is a cartoon, looney and rude, hopelessly screwed but I chew off the dark thoughts, my titties are store bought, I shimmy shimmy cocoa puff to wherever the GOATS are cause ima hope star rhyming dope bars for everyone from the pentagon to the pope, rent an office and mope, the Pentecost can’t come soon enough.  I’m Gina Da Lesbian I’m from the moon and tough.


I am Da Gina
I Like Vagina
I’m A Dike
With A Bike
Fresh as
North Carolina

Gina Da Lesbian Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

Another round, another mistake, another “I won’t,” and then I’m down… straight into you.
Play it late. Play it loud. Don’t call me. I’ll call you.
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Me in the doorway,
Laughing at nothing,
Then gone.
Out on the pavement,
Talking to no one,
Alone.
Night in this city,
Empty as my heart
Right now.
Rain on the river,
Beating the rooftops
Down.

Down, down, down, down, down,
I’m going down, down, down, down, down.

Someone tell me why, tell me why and how,
I’m still in love, still in love, still in love now.
Haunted by words that were never true,
I’m still in love, still in love with you.

And I’m going down, down, down, down, down,
Straight into your arms.

Keys on the table,
Sticky with last night’s
Dust.
Us in the pictures,
Watching me drink and
Rust.
Glass in my fingers,
Cracked like the oaths
We swore.
Heels in the hallway,
Waiting for footsteps
No more.

More, more, more, more, more,
I can’t take no more, more, more, more, more.

Someone tell me why, tell me why and how,
I’m still in love, still in love, still in love now.
Painting stupid futures just for two,
I’m still in love, still in love with you.

And I’m going down, down, down, down, down,
Straight into your arms.

If I called you right now,
You’d let me back in,
With our tired excuses
And our pockets of sin.
We’d be falling down, down, down in those same old bars,
And I’d wake up smiling, still reaching for your arms.

Someone tell me why, tell me why and how,
I’m still in love, still in love, still in love now.
Painting stupid futures meant for two,
Knowing all along they’re not for me and you.

And I need it more
Than you ever knew.
So it’s round, round, round,
Then down,
Straight into your arms…

Straight Into Your Arms

Phase Chroma is a high-concept duo occupying the luminous, melancholic space between Progressive Structure and Ethereal Art-Pop. Formed around a striking duality—precise, structural synth work meets vast, dreamy vocal atmospheres—the project exists to explore emotional resonance through meticulous design. Their music sounds like the aftermath of a beautiful, systemic failure. Tracks like the digitally fractured "Neon Decay" and the liquid, intimate vastness of "Ripples in the Void" showcase their signature approach: cinematic soundscapes where every layered texture and subtle metric shift is intentional. Phase Chroma doesn't just make music; they manufacture deeply felt sonic tension for the quiet, empty hours.