A remake of the song featuring the original vocals of Daje Vu.

The Big Deal (Remastered)

Everyone Needs An Obsession Feat Daje Vu (2025 Version)

Introduction
It’s time, it’s time    
It’s time, it’s time

Verse 1
It’s time to invite Your living presence
Your living presence into my soul
It’s time to confess that my aching heart
Needs Your repair to ever be whole
Verse 2
It’s time to admit that I can’t achieve
By birth or efforts of my own design
It’s time to return to You by grace
Confess my need for You all of the time

CHORUS 1
It’s time
it’s time
it’s time to live
It’s time
it’s time
it’s time to move
It’s time
We have
Our being in You
We have our being
in You

Verse 3
It’s time to abide in You and live
Live as a branch on the Vine
It’s time to remain in You and grow
Grow up into someone of Your design

It’s time to believe that there’s just one way
There’s just one truth just one life
It’s time to move on and walk with You
Confess my need for You all of the time

Chorus 2
It’s time
it’s time
it’s time to live
It’s time
it’s time
it’s time to move
It’s time
We have
Our being in You
We have our being
in You

Outro Chorus
It’s time
it’s time
it’s time to live
It’s time
it’s time
it’s time to move
It’s time
We have
Our being in You
We have our being
in You


It's Time

show me how
show me when
you haunt me

show yourself
show us where
you haunt me

i can take
one small break
to please you

i can talk
for the two
of us

one small reason

one small reason to leave you now
one small reason to leave you now

take it to
someone royal
or free

take me to
someone loyal
i dont believe

one small reason to leave you now
one small reason to believe you now
one small reason to come back to

and i cant imagine anything different
not you
and i cant imagine anything different from you
i cant imagine anyone different from you
i cant imagine anyone different but you

one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now
one more reason to leave you now

What's One More Reason To Leave?

Take My Time

“Two Strangers” is an introspective song exploring a softer, more mysterious
sound from NLC. A delicately crafted immersion of gentle synths, sparkling piano and haunting guitar, the vibe harkens back to The Cure and Cocteau Twins, and a sense of longing, the feeling that fulfillment is just a whisper out of reach. Inspired by the tv show “Severance”, the lyrics examine the concept of a split consciousness, a secret “second self”, or “doppleganger” potentially living within each of us.

Music, lyrics, vocals: Psykick Girl
Music, Guitar: Joe De Sa
Drums: Garrett Smith
Bass: Jake Bergman
Recorded & Mixed by Erik Sonderlon at Cosmo Street Studios

I know my
Doppleganger lives.
I can feel her shadow me.
If you wanted a lover,
You should know…
I’m not sure which one of us was unique?

I can feel it: 
Something in the air is disturbed. 
In the background:
The city plays in reverse. 

Sometimes we can 
Hear it calling,
But we turn away instead.
The mirror image
Of two strangers, 
Balanced on a knife’s edge.

I feel every signal you send.
I know you have your human needs.
Noone can comprehend,
The mutual bliss we send. 
And all the miles we feel in between.

Now I know it:
Something in my soul is aloof,
But I promise 
I will always tell you the truth.

Sometimes we can 
Hear it coming,
But we turn away instead.
The mirror image
Of two strangers, 
Balanced on a knife’s edge.

Two Strangers

Listen to the music

At The Sun

Across The Universe

Gharaany Belawham

Stay balanced
Stay even
Stay informed
Stay, no leavin

Don't let it overcome you
Don't let it lead
Don't let it get ya
Don't let it bleed

Your mind
Your patience
Your love
Your heart

The flight
Will take you
The flight
Will depart

Your mind
Your patience
Your love
Your heart

Keep strong
Keep doing what you're doing
Stay relax
And, give peace a chance
A chance
A chance

Give peace a chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance

Don't let it overcome you
Don't let it lead
Don't let it get ya
Don't let it bleed

Your mind
Your patience
Your love
Your heart

The flight
Will take you
The flight
Will depart

Your mind
Your patience
Your love
Your heart

Keep strong
Keep doing what you're doing
Stay relax
And, give peace a chance
A chance
A chance
Give peace a chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance

A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance

Keep strong
Keep doing what you're doing
Stay relax
And, give peace a chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
Give peace a chance
Give peace a chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance
A chance

The Flight of Peace

🎧 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

Singer/songwriter/producer. Lead singer for Nature Loves Courage.

I love pop, electro, funk, hiphop, rock, industrial... why limit myself to one genre? :)

I license to tv shows/commercials and like to collaborate. 

I love crafting beats, grooves and atmospheres, but I also play instruments. 

Influences: Peter Gabriel, Kate Bush, NIN, Meat Beat Manifesto, St. Vincent, Chemical Brothers, Lusine, Zero 7, Goldfrapp, Garbage, Mac Quayle, Eskmo, Ben Salisbury.

Two Strangers

PSYKICK GIRL