[prod. deafly]

I texted myself today
because I was bored
and I haven’t felt this way
since the day before
your emptiness swelled the pain
that I couldn’t afford
you said that your ex was depraved
and now, I’m the one asking for more

I know that you’re leaving me
as soon as you find someone else
so I’ll just enjoy our time together
cause I can’t stand myself

I know I’ll see you again
and I will have to pretend
I’ll keep it together 'cause
my friends are friends with your friends

I texted myself today
because I was bored
and I haven’t felt this way
since the day before
your emptiness swelled the pain
that I couldn’t afford
I used to be so depraved
and now I am even more

depraved

SCRAPYARD

U TRIED THAT THING WHERE UR HUMAN

PRETTY PRIVILEGE

BEING YOURSELF

SCRAPYARD III

EVEN IF I TRIED

Songs I'll Never Release

Like Me

Blush

Abandon Me

Red Light

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**Chorus:**
Oh, my honey bees, buzzing through the trees,  
In the garden of life, you bring the sweet release.  
With your golden touch, you fill the air with dreams,  
Oh, my honey bees, you're more than you seem.

**Verse 1:**
In the morning light, as the flowers bloom,  
You dance in harmony, dispelling the gloom.  
With every gentle hum, you sing your song,  
In the rhythm of nature, where you belong.

Gathering nectar, life's golden thread,  
In the joy of togetherness, you move ahead.  
Through fields of color, you weave your way,  
In the dance of the sun, you greet the day.

**Verse 2:**
In the hive of hearts, community thrives,  
With every tiny wing, a sense of life survives.  
The sweetness you create, a gift to share,  
In the tapestry of time, love's gentle care.

Working side by side, in unity's embrace,  
In the garden's hold, you find your place.  
With every journey, near and far,  
In the heart of life, you set the bar.

**Bridge:**
Through the seasons' change, you carry on,  
In the cycle of life, from dusk till dawn.  
With every buzz, a story you tell,  
In the whispers of time, where dreams dwell.

In the harmony of nature, we find our song,  
In the dance of my honey bees, we all belong.  
With every touch, a sweet refrain,  
In the heart of life, love will reign.

**Chorus:**
Oh, my honey bees, buzzing through the trees,  
In the garden of life, you bring the sweet release.  
With your golden touch, you fill the air with dreams,  
Oh, my honey bees, you're more than you seem.

**Outro:**
As the day fades, and stars appear,  
In the glow of the night, you persevere.  
Oh, my honey bees, in the moon's gentle light,  
In the heart of the hive, all feels right.

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(1) My honey bees

Blood and Bone is a reckoning set to rhythm—an album built where the body meets myth, where memory scrapes against metal, and survival grows teeth. Its sonic palette threads drum-machine pulse through dust-bitten guitars, twang through circuitry, and flamenco flicker through industrial grit. Every track lives in the tension between ruin and insistence, between a world that shakes with fire, violence, wind, and destiny, and a narrator who keeps stepping forward anyway. The project treats rhythm not as a backdrop but as a heartbeat you can almost hear splitting, mending, and refusing collapse.

Across this landscape, the human form is battered, unmasked, hunted, resurrected, and set ablaze—but never surrendered. The music leans into acoustic grain, the sweat-salt of live strings, the grit of surf twang and outlaw twine, yet plants those textures in a scaffold of relentless electronic precision. What emerges is a bruised hymn to endurance: techno carved out of earth, alt-country scorched into myth, psychobilly swagger sharpened by war and weather. Blood and Bone doesn’t seek redemption so much as it chronicles the cost of staying alive when the elements, the mountains, the inner voices, and the gods all stare back—and demand a response.


The Hurt

Didn't fall far

PRETTY PRIVILEGE

Quadeca