Name: never sleep again (i will not forget) by Primitive Painter
Duration: 5 min 6 s
Description: Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Chillwave, Jangle Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Bedroom Pop, Indie, Alternative

Flow is insane 💥, peek at my profile for a tiny suggestion 🎵.

🎧 Track: Mademoiselle Mystique
🎸 Indie Rock × Jangle Pop × Post-Punk
🌦 Mood: Romantic Collapse • Parisian Irony • Groovy Longing

Description:
What do you get when you mix heartbreak, French literature, and an existential fashion show? You get Mademoiselle Mystique — a baguette-scented ballad for anyone who’s ever been ghosted by someone in ankle boots quoting Foucault.

She arrived late. She judged your Spotify playlist. She said “peut-être” with a shrug so elegant it should’ve been framed in the Louvre. Meanwhile, you wore your hoodie like hope and your heart like a club badge. Rookie mistake.

This isn’t just a breakup song. It’s a soirée of sighs with backup vocals from crushed masculinity and the ghost of your Google Translate history.
Think:
🥖 Paris, but the part where no one texts back
🍷 Wine, but with subtle contempt
🧥 Style, but emotionally unavailable
🗼 Love, but post-structuralist

🎶 Guitars that jangle like your nerves on a second espresso
🎶 Lyrics that stab with eyeliner precision
🎶 A chorus so catchy it might critique you in French

Warning: May cause spontaneous cigarette cravings, introspective walks by the Seine, and an overwhelming urge to reread The Second Sex while crying in a Zara changing room.

Press play. Regret nothing. Except maybe the oysters. 🦪💔

Lyrics:

You showed up late, with no apology
A scarf, some boots, and silent mythology
A cigarette waved like a wand in the air
I choked on the smoke, but you didn’t care

You spoke in quotes from Simone de Beauvoir
While fixing your bangs in a rearview car
I asked if you liked me, you said “peut-être”
Which is French for never, but with better hair

I wore my heart like a football crest
You wore your doubt like a vintage vest
And every shrug was couture despair
God, I fell in love with your vacant stare

🎶 Oui Mademoiselle Mystique
Elegance with great physique
A walking riddle wrapped in wine
You laughed and said, “don’t call me mine”
Oui  Mademoiselle Mystique
Cool detachment, tongue-in-cheek
I brought you flowers, you brought critique
Oh — you tragic, tonic, Gallic freak 🎶

You said you eat croissants without the guilt
And wear regret like designer quilt
I tried to match your existential grace
But my hoodie screamed “Midwestern face”

You read Camus and sipped Chablis
While I googled how to flirt in French for free
You kissed my neck with a sigh so light
It echoed louder than our final fight

You said “love is war, but make it chic”
Then vanished like a French boutique
Now all I have is your perfume ghost
And an overdraft from that Bordeaux toast

🎶 Oui Mademoiselle Mystique
Elegance with great physique
The queen of cold with lips so red
You left me texting while you read
Oui  Mademoiselle Mystique
A walking Vogue critique
I lost my pride in your boutique
Oh — you magnifique, Parisian freak 🎶

“I never said I’d stay,” you whispered…
Then ordered oysters and made a face when I mispronounced œufs.

🎶 Oui Mademoiselle Mystique
You made detachment so unique
I wore your silence like a badge
While you slow-danced with your carry-on bag
Oui  Mademoiselle Mystique
Bittersweet, tres magnifique
I wrote this song, you’d call it bleak
But darling…
I’m still stuck in your mystique 🎶

Mademoiselle Mystique

Mono Lake, bird of paradise - hope you like it x

Ronan Goron - lead vocals, drums, acoustic guitar, synthesizers, keyboards, hand pan, production
Valentina Tesorone - backing vocals, bass
Tom Coyne - electric guitar
Jamie Ray-Scarratt - mastering
Ella Stewart - artwork

Mono Lake

production/vocals/engineering by SUN$ET
featuring vocals and lead guitar from yourhandsormine

Lyrics:
I wish I could understand 
All the things in my head
Beneath the ocean of thoughts
There lies the abyss
When you start thinking a lot 
You get stuck inside your head
Overthinking a lot 
So you start dreaming again

It’s just a haze in my mind
All I see is cloudy skies
Hard to tell sometimes
What is yours and what is mine
Falling deeper now 
My feet won’t hit the the ground
After all is said and done
What have you become?

Wish you could understand 
Wish you would understand

I wish I could understand 
All the things in my head
Beneath the ocean of thoughts
There lies the abyss
When you start thinking a lot 
You get stuck inside your head
Overthinking a lot 
So you start dreaming again

drowning in my dreams (ft. yourhandsormine)

Lose my mind (Sped up)

Lyrics,Produced, Music, All instruments by Nakita Demir.Vocal Arrangements,Vocals,
Mixing,Mastering,Engineering,Recorded, etc 
Powered By Nb Nakita for Nb Nakita Productions


MIA  FT.  NB NAKITA  “YOU'LL NEVER KNOW"

Colors On The Floor

Ticking clocks they melt and fade
Shadows stretch where time once stayed
A spiral down a hollow stair
Nothing solid nothing there

Is it slipping or are we blind
Is it bending or breaking time

Shifting sands slipping through
What’s the old and what’s the new
Seconds scream minutes crawl
No time left no time at all

Hands once steady now they sway
Circles crack and drift away
Golden hours turn to ash
Moments fracture moments clash

Gravity bending pulling thin
Where does the end where’s the begin
A maze of echoes a fleeting hum
The past undone the future numb

Shifting sands slipping through
What’s the old and what’s the new
Seconds scream minutes crawl
No time left no time at all

No Time At All

[Verse]
La fumée monte
Le feu s'étale
Dans la nuit froide
Un cri brutal
Les murs tremblent
Les chaînes se brisent
C'est pas un rêve
C'est une crise

[Chorus]
Rage contre la machine
Des voix qui se déchaînent
Rage contre la machine
Le silence saigne

[Verse 2]
Les rues hurlent sous nos pas
Les regards brûlent comme des éclats
L'acier grince
Le béton craque
On avance
Le monde en vrac

[Prechorus]
Levez les poings
Sentez la chaleur
La révolte
C'est notre moteur

[Chorus]
Rage contre la machine
Des voix qui se déchaînent
Rage contre la machine
Le silence saigne

[Bridge]
Les cœurs battent comme des tambours
Le vent hurle
C'est le retour
On est là
La force brute
Face à l'ombre
Plus de disputes

Rage (contre la machine) - Jef Bourgeau

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.

I want it all

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never sleep again (i will not forget)

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never sleep again (i will not forget)

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