Noel Gallagher If I Had A Gun Acoustic For 1Live In Germany

A Part Of Me- Neck Deep

Rachel

Rachel (feat. Yansoy)

The Price We Pay

I Don't Love You - My Chemical Romance

You've overcome so many tribulations, why not be optimistic about this one?

Bury My Love

Nostalgic indie rock with a melodic, contemplative approach. Features jangly, crystalline guitars played in delicate arpeggios and open chords, creating luminous, airy textures, producedwith AI

Fading Polaroids

Happiness, Just You And me

🎸💥 Slow-Motion Zen vs. Hyperactive Chaos — the Song
This track is basically what happens when one person tries to stage a whole emotional Broadway show in your living room… and you just sit there like a disappointed houseplant.

It’s indie rock with jangle-pop sparkle, post-punk heartbeat, and the calm, unbothered aura of someone who has already survived three relationship plot twists, two monologues, and one mysteriously slammed door.

Here’s the dynamic:
They: changes season, mood, haircut and entire personality every four minutes.
You: “Cool. I’ll be over here. Breathing.”

They storm around kicking up dust, lighting metaphorical matches, painting imaginary thunderstorms on your ceiling like an avant-garde weather report nobody asked for.
Meanwhile, you’re proudly practicing the ancient art of Not Giving Them The Reaction They Are Fishing For™ — a martial discipline passed down since childhood and powered entirely by patience, caffeine, and mild existential resignation.

Somehow, your stillness is their personal magnet.
They keep coming back.
They keep testing your walls.
They keep poking the emotional bear…
…and the bear just quietly sips tea.

This song is for anyone who has ever stayed calm on purpose — not because they’re boring, but because chaos is exhausting and someone has to be the adult in the room.
(It’s you. Congratulations.)

Turn it up, stay still, enjoy the jangle. 🌙🎶

Lyrics:

You walk in circles ‘round my evening,
kicking dust into the light.
Throwing sparks like little questions,
hoping one will start a fight.
But I don’t move, I don’t shake easy —
I just breathe and let it slide.
You paint thunder on the ceiling,
but I stay quiet on my side.

I stay still…
when your storms start running wild.
I stay still…
like I learned it as a child.
You push and pull and twist the room,
just to see if I react —
but I stay still…
and somehow you keep coming back.

You switch from winter into summer,
in a heartbeat, in a breath.
You throw lines like little riddles,
testing edges, testing depth.
And I don’t flinch, I don’t chase shadows —
I’ve got time you can’t unmake.
You light matches in the doorway,
just to see if something breaks.

I stay still…
when your moods start shaking walls.
I stay still…
through your rises and your falls.
You crash like waves across the room,
waiting for me to react —
but I stay still…
and somehow you keep coming back.

Maybe you dance around the tension
just to hear the wires hum…
maybe I don’t rise to chaos
‘cause I know what you run from.
Maybe calm is just my weapon,
maybe quiet is my shield…
maybe you return each time
to test what never yields.

So go on, twist the nights around me,
light the corners, bruise the air…
I’ll stay still — the same slow center —
’cause I know you’ll find me there.

I Stay Still

Trash Boat - Brave Face

"I'll Be A Mess Without You" by Chief State
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Lyrics:

You watch that clock tick away
In the home that you have made
It's been several years the same without change. 
No its no good saving face 
Get up out of your favourite hiding place, your head. 
Oh no, no it's never too late to grow.

And through this awful weather
It seems unlikely but it will get better.

So I'm hoping that you'll pull through 
Do what you need to do
I'll be a mess without you. 
I'll keep writing all these letters home
So you know you are not alone
Tighten your grip and don't let go.

And suddenly, you realise while you are watching your tv
It's not so bad with company. 
But it's been a while since you've been seen 
And getting out of bed is harder than it seems
When you're on your own,
Pick up the phone.

And through this awful weather
You spend your nights wishing it would get better.

So I'm hoping that you'll pull through 
Do what you need to do
I'll be a mess without you. 
I'll keep writing all these letters home
So you know you are not alone
Tighten your grip and don't let go.

I pray to god that you'll be ok
Cos I'm sick to death with worry when I'm away
And it's been five years now since I left my town
It won’t be the same without you around.

And I'm hoping that you'll pull through 
Do what you need to do
I'll be a mess without you. 
I'll keep writing all these letters home
So you know you are not alone
Tighten your grip and don't let go.

Fading Polaroids

Philippe Astor