Name: in and out of the cage (still the days keep on turning) by Primitive Painter in A ER. Primitive Painter 1
Duration: 4 min 4 s
Description: Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Neo- Psychedelica, Indie, Alternative

A ER. Primitive Painter 1

Indie Pop, Dream Pop, Bedroom Pop, Jangle Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Hypnagogic Pop, Indie, Alternative

coloured glasses (where have you been)

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Sophisti-Pop, Hypnagogic Pop, Chamber Pop, Indie, Alternative

The year of indiscretion (still)

Indie Pop, Dream Pop, Hypnagogic Pop, Jangle Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Bedroom Pop, Indie Rock, Indie, Alternative

push button when closed

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Jangle Pop, Shoegaze, Bedroom Pop, Indie Rock, Indie, Alternative

The Dress Rehearsal

the dress rehearsal

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Shoegaze, Neo-Psychedelica, Jangle Pop, Indie, Alternative

some sorry spiders

Created with Suno AI. 

With the curtains drawn on barred windows
The start of the incarceration 
Bleeds into the walls
And with the doors chained, and bonds tightened
The start of the incarceration 
Creeps through the halls

When the sun goes down, and the sky is bruised
The start of the awakening 
Rattles through the walls
And when the moon is full, but hidden in the fog
The start of the awakening 
Stalks us one and all

“Don’t make a sound
It’ll be okay
Just trust me
It has to be this way”

But I refuse to sleep in this room where it touches me
And I would rather be a prisoner if this is what’s considered free
Coerced and forced to let it lay down upon me
It’s happened so many times I don’t even trust my own memory

When I try to recollect all those times that I didn’t want 
I doubt that anyone will believe 
Was it yesterday or today? 
Was I nine, fifteen, or twenty five?
Perhaps it never did
Or did it never end?

It rattles all the walls
As it creeps through the halls
To stalk and steal what it needs
Burrows itself deep
Seeps inside of me
And leaves me to bleed

But I refuse to sleep in this room where it touches me
And I would rather be a prisoner if this is what’s considered free
Coerced and forced to let it lay down upon me
It’s happened so many times I don’t even trust my own memory

the devil lives in the cellar

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Neo- Psychedelica, Indie, Alternative

in and out of the cage (still the days keep on turning)

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Art Rock, Slowcore, Indie Rock, Alternative

monoculture (i)

Washlight - bloom and break

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Chillwave, Hypnagogic Pop, Jangle Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, New Wave, Indie, Alternative

protocol (i know what it's like to be different)

protocol (i know what it’s like to be different)

Undressed (Remastered)

Dress on the floor (Remastered)

Instrumental Intro]
(gentle acoustic & lead guitar harmonies)

⸻

[Bridge]
Your voice – so warm, so mesmerizing,
Still echoes deep inside my mind.
I’d listen to your words forever,
Each time I hear them, I rewind.

Just two words – “my love,”
The ones you said to me
When I was too afraid to speak.

⸻

[Instrumental Intermezzo]

⸻

[Bridge]
You waited by the town square clock,
While I was late and running wild,
Wind in your hair, a dream in your eyes,
Looking like a fearless child.

Sweating but smiling, you didn’t leave —
We met again, hearts on fire.
And that’s when you first whispered softly:
“I love you” — words that never tire.

⸻

[Bridge – reprise]
You waited by the town square clock,
With tangled hair and dreams so free,
I still remember every second —
The way you turned and smiled at me.

⸻

[Instrumental Guitar Solo]
(melodic lead with emotional bends and slides)

⸻

[Bridge – reprise / final]
Your voice – so warm, so mesmerizing,
Still plays like a song in my mind.
And I repeat those words in silence,
Again and again, through time.

⸻

[Instrumental Outro]
(fade out with layered guitar picking and soft ambient chords)

two-worlds ( 2 )

Ciudad Fantasma

I don't want to live the same day over and over. I feel trapped in the human form. I want to experience everything life has to offer. Patreon for the full story.

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in and out of the cage (still the days keep on turning)

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