🎶 “All Night Fire”

Unwritten Melody

Glass in your hand, your lips so close,
You lean in slow, I feel you the most.
Crimson wine on my lips, don’t let it fall,
Guide it perfect, give me it all.

I push, you pull, our breaths collide,
Every sip, every touch, no need to hide.
Tongues meet, a bitter, sweet rush,
Hold it steady… don’t spill a touch.

Crimson wine, taste of you,
Don’t let it fall, hold it true.
Crimson wine, right in line,
Guide it slow, into my bite.
Crimson wine, messy, true,
Every drop belongs to you.
Crimson wine… crimson wine,
No spills tonight — just me and you.

You tilt your head, your lips press mine,
Tongues collide, taste of red wine.
Hands in my hair, pull me near,
Teeth graze lips, I feel the heat here.

Moans mix with sips, bodies entwine,
Every tug, every kiss, perfectly aligned.
Breath hot, chest on chest,
I melt in you, you take the rest.

Crimson wine, taste of you,
No drops wasted, I need it true.
Crimson wine, messy and slow,
Tongues collide, let the passion flow.
Crimson wine, skin on skin,
Every moan, every touch, feels like sin.
Crimson wine… crimson wine,
No spills tonight — just you and I.

Pull me close… teeth in my mouth…
Tongues twist, grind, we’re heading south.
Hands explore, hips press tight,
Makeout messy, raw delight.

Sip… moan… lips on lips…
Tug… tease… every kiss…
Wine drips… tongues collide…
I’m yours… you’re mine… can’t hide…

Crimson wine, taste of you,
No drops wasted, I need it true.
Crimson wine, messy and slow,
Tongues collide, let the passion flow.
Crimson wine, skin on skin,
Every moan, every touch, feels like sin.
Crimson wine… crimson wine,
No spills tonight — just you and I.

Crimson Wine

I don’t feel like me…
I don’t even know who that is anymore.

Woke up staring at a stranger’s face,
My reflection don’t know my name.
Every scar, every sleepless night,
Took a piece of me I’ll never find.
They say I’ve changed, like it’s a crime,
But I killed who I was just to survive.
Don’t tell me I’m fine, don’t call it growth,
I buried that version, I dug the hole.

And I don’t recognize my hands,
These are not the dreams I planned.
Every smile feels like a chore,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

I don’t feel like myself anymore,
Every step feels strange on this floor.
I’ve been rearranged, torn apart,
Built new walls around my heart.
I don’t feel like myself anymore,
And maybe that’s what hurt is for.
I’m alive, but I’m not who I was before,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

People say, “I miss the old you,”
No shit — that version wouldn’t have made it through.
You want her back, but she’s long gone,
Burned her down just to carry on.
Strength ain’t free, it’s got a cost,
And the price was everything I lost.
I’m still here, but not the same,
A body with a different name.

And I don’t recognize my hands,
These are not the dreams I planned.
Every smile feels like a chore,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

I don’t feel like myself anymore,
Every step feels strange on this floor.
I’ve been rearranged, torn apart,
Built new walls around my heart.
I don’t feel like myself anymore,
And maybe that’s what hurt is for.
I’m alive, but I’m not who I was before,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

Don’t tell me to “move on.”
Don’t tell me “it’s just life.”
I’ve been bleeding in silence,
While you handed me knives.
If I seem unrecognizable,
It’s because I chose to live,
I had to kill the old me…
So this one could exist.

I don’t feel like myself anymore,
Every step feels strange on this floor.
I’ve been rearranged, torn apart,
Built new walls around my heart.
I don’t feel like myself anymore,
And maybe that’s what hurt is for.
I’m alive, but I’m not who I was before,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

I don’t feel like me…
I don’t feel like me…
Anymore.

I Don't Feel Like Me

Toxic Love

Bedroom Eyes by Soul Spring is a soulful R&B masterpiece — a slow-burning confession told through glances, not words. It’s that late-night energy where chemistry speaks louder than conversation — where love, lust, and truth meet in silence.

Smooth vocals, velvet basslines, and hypnotic storytelling make this track perfect for candlelit nights, slow drives, and emotional introspection.

Let your soul listen… Sometimes the eyes tell the story the lips can’t. 

#BedroomEyes #SoulSpring #SoulSpringMusic #SoulfulRNB #TrapSoulVibes #SlowJamMood #LateNightEnergy #EmotionalGroove #NeoSoul2025 #VibeCheck #ChillRNB #RNBArtist #UKRNBScene #HeartAndSoul #BedroomVibes #EyesNeverLie #MusicForTheSoul #SoulSpringForever #FeelTheVibe #RNBMood

Bedroom Eyes

learn to yearn

Words I never said, rotting in my chest,
Biting back the venom, can’t give it a rest.
Tongue tied, teeth clenched, rage left to stew,
Every thought a fracture, every scream overdue.

Holding back explosions, swallowing my fire,
Every ounce of fury fuels the funeral pyre.
Silent storms within me, rattling my cage,
Every beat, every breath, trapped in my own rage.

I feel it rising, can’t contain the rot,
Every word unsaid, every plan forgot.

Tongue tied teeth, I chew my pain
Swallowing the fury, dancing in the rain
Silent anger, building inside
Words I can’t say, nowhere to hide
Tongue tied teeth, it’s eating me whole
Biting back the chaos, losing control

I’m sure you relate, sitting in your room late,
Words you wish you spoke now festering in your fate.
Saw my best friend laughing while I kept quiet,
Mouth full of teeth, my rage like a riot.

Walked past the hallway where the echoes scream,
Every step a reminder of what I couldn’t redeem.
Locker slammed, heart jammed, I wanted to shout,
But the words stayed trapped, boiling rage inside out.

Flashed back to dinner, plates clattered like bombs,
Parent yelling, teacher failing, friends gone, I’m numb.
Tongue tied teeth, I chewed my tongue raw,
Every line I never said is a jagged claw.

I’m pacing, lacing my brain with fire,
Every sentence unspoken fuels the internal pyre.
Anger in my pocket, anxiety in my chest,
A story of my silent war, words I never expressed.

So when you feel the burn of holding back rage,
Think of me trapped in my mind, a caged stage.
Vivid scenes, screams between the lines,
Tongue tied teeth, swallowing all my crimes.

Rotting words, tangled chords, can’t escape my mind,
Silent storms, twisting forms, nowhere to unwind.

I wanted to scream, I wanted to fight,
Every word I swallowed, lost in the night.
Tongue tied teeth, I’m my own cage,
Raging in silence, trapped in this stage.

Tongue tied teeth, I chew my pain
Swallowing the fury, dancing in the rain
Silent anger, building inside
Words I can’t say, nowhere to hide
Tongue tied teeth, it’s eating me whole
Biting back the chaos, losing control

Teeth clenched, tongue tied… the storm remains…
Silent fire burns… inside my veins…

TONGUE TIED TEETH

Fuego Santo - JAMC 25

[Intro] 

Coordinates locked.

Three. Two. One.

Gone.

[Verse 1 ] 

I’m leaving the atmosphere, leaving the ground

I’m breaking the barrier, breaking the sound

No hesitation, no looking back

I’m burning the map and I’m burning the track

Silver reflection inside of the glass

Watching the planets and galaxies pass

I got the navigation set to the end

I’m done with the message that I didn't send

Gravity trying to hold on to me

But I’m cutting the cable, yeah I’m cutting it free

Zero to a million in the blink of an eye

I’m painting a streak in the black of the sky

They said it was dangerous, said it was wrong

But I’ve been waiting for this for way too long

My heart is a engine, my blood is the fuel

I’m breaking the logic, I’m breaking the rule

See me in the distance, see me in the blur

I’m nothing but light, yeah I’m nothing but her

The one who escaped, the one who got out

I’m erasing the fear and erasing the doubt

So tell ‘em I’m gone, yeah tell ‘em I flew

I’m doing the things that they said I can't do

Supersonic, hypnotic, electric and bright

I’m gone for the morning and gone for the night

[Chorus] 

We are Light Years away (Can't catch us now)

We are Light Years away (Don't ask me how)

Turning the stars into lines on the screen

Living inside of the fever dream

Light Years.

[Verse 2] 

Yeah, hands on the throttle, eyes on the dash

I’m taking the risk and I’m taking the cash

Warp drive active, shields are online

I’m leaving the timeline, I’m doing just fine

Calculated risk, yeah I did all the math

I’m blazing the trail and I’m clearing the path

No rear view mirror, no looking behind

I’m expanding the universe, expanding the mind

Pilot to co-pilot, check on the spec

I’m coming for power, I’m coming for neck

I got the velocity, I got the speed

I got everything that a human could need

Solar flare energy, nuclear core

I’m opening up every single locked door

We’re ghosts in the system, we’re glitches in time

Committing the perfect celestial crime

So catch me if you can, but you know that you can't

I’m a rumor, a whisper, a myth, and a chant

Orbiting nothing, orbiting us

Leaving the galaxy deep in the dust

I’m the captain, the king, the ruler of space

And I’m winning the ultimate, infinite race

[Chorus] We are Light Years away (Can't catch us now)

We are Light Years away (Don't ask me how)

Turning the stars into lines on the screen

Living inside of the fever dream

Light Years.

[Verse 3] 

Left side.

Right side.

Nowhere to run.

We’re staring straight into the heart of the sun.

You trust me?

I trust you.

Then let it all go.

I’m losing the signal, I’m losing the flow.

We’re faster than logic.

We’re faster than fate.

We’re crashing the party.

We’re crashing the gate.

Just look at me.

I’m looking.

Just breathe.

I’m breathing.

We’re never going back to the land of the grieving.

[Final Chorus] 

We are Light Years away (Yeah, can't catch us now!)

We are Light Years away (Don't ask me how!)

We’re gone! We’re gone!

Supersonic!

Light Years.

[Outro] 

Catch me.



Light_Years (Original Concept)

Possible

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.