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A clean exit with a heartbeat. Lean indie-electronic—elastic bass, tight drums, psych-brushed guitars, tactile synths—built for motion more than drama. The writing frames that last, honest pivot: from cool detachment to quiet self-possession, choosing grace over argument and body-truth over speeches. It feels human, unforced—closure you can actually move to.

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LYRICS
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Everybody knows
But you still play slow
I said it once
Now I let it go

I’m not mad
Just kinda low
You call me back
I say “hello”

I don’t care, that’s what I say
But I think 'bout you all day
Words get stuck, I turn away
Let’s not talk, let’s dance, okay?

Do it on my own
Groovin’ on my own
Feelin’ kinda grown
Maybe tomorrow

Do it on my own
Dancin’ on my phone
Feelin’ in my bones
Maybe tomorrow

It was big, too big to hold
Now it's warm, now it’s cold
Still would hug you, just for fun
Even if it means none

Love’s not deep
Fun’s not cheap
I don’t sleep
But I still dream

On my own (mmh)
All alone (mmh)
Feelin’ grown (mmh)
Maybe tomorrow

I don’t care, that’s what I say
But I think 'bout you all day
Words get stuck, I turn away
Let’s not talk, let’s dance, okay?

Do it on my own
Groovin’ on my own
Feelin’ kinda grown
Maybe tomorrow

Do it on my own
Dancin’ on my phone
Feelin’ in my bones
Maybe tomorrow

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That Was It

The sound with intention.
Each track is built from feeling — textured, patient, unfiltered.
Between groove and stillness, his music traces something deeply human: the tension, the calm, the unsaid.
Produced by TuaN — not here to impress, just to make it feel like it means something.