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Don't Save Me

We can be strangers if that's what you'd like.

Wake up

Where I end or it Begins

Golden Tears

An after-dark ritual album about the ancient power of saying what hurts before sleep. Inspired by the Kaluli “night clearing” tradition - the practice of allowing children to express any unresolved feelings or observations about the day out loud without response or fixing before sleep. These twelve glitch-folk soul songs turn confession into calm, teaching the nervous system to rest when the story finally ends.

Don't think about the monsters

Night Clearing

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Mirror mirror on the wall
You tilt you stall
Who taught you how to judge my face
To count each trace
I smear the glass till fingers ache
Still you wont break

How am I the fairest of them all
When fairness never finds me at all

Mirror mirror on the wall
Say nothing say nothing at all
How am I the fairest of them all
When fairness never finds me
Never finds me at all
Your silver mouth just lets me fall

You flash my past in bent white light
Wrong made right
Girls in line with plastic grace
Locked in place
I mouth the words you want to hear
They fade they smear

How am I the fairest of them all
When fairness never finds me at all

Mirror mirror on the wall
Say nothing say nothing at all
How am I the fairest of them all
When fairness never finds me
Never finds me at all
Your silver mouth just lets me fall

Choir in my ribs hums low
No halo
If every wound became a crown
Would you bow down
If I stop asking will you speak
Or stay weak

Mirror mirror crack and crawl
Off my wall
How am I the fairest of them all
I stand I bleed I stay small
Fairness never finds me at all

Fairest Of Them All

There’s a room in this house I never asked for,
Walls built from things people swore they knew.
Whispers stacked like bricks in the corners,
Laid down by mouths
That never spoke the truth.
Every story someone told about me
Got plastered in the paint before it dried.
I walk inside and feel the heat of judgment,
Like the walls are breathing
Every lie.

And I hear footsteps I don’t recognize,
Echoing things I never said.
Funny how rumors fill a house
Faster
Than anything I’ve lived instead.

These rooms built from rumors,
They creak with every name they said.
Every whisper shapes a corner,
Every lie gets carved in the bed.
These rooms built from rumors,
Where the walls repeat what isn’t true—
I try to tear the stories down,
But they rebuild
Just like they do.
I’m trapped between the shadows
Of who they swore I’d be—
These rooms built from rumors
Aren’t even rooms
Of me.

I see faces scratched into the drywall,
Drawn from words they passed around too fast.
People love to build you wrong
As long as the version fits
Their past.
I touch the wall and feel it tremble,
Like it wants to break but won’t let go.
Rumors age like water damage—
Ugly stains
That always show.

And I fight the urge to shout at ghosts,
But ghosts don’t care to hear the truth.
They only know what someone told them—
Not the me
I grew into.

These rooms built from rumors,
They creak with every name they said.
Every whisper shapes a corner,
Every lie gets carved in the bed.
These rooms built from rumors,
Where the walls repeat what isn’t true—
I try to tear the stories down,
But they rebuild
Just like they do.
I’m trapped between the shadows
Of who they swore I’d be—
These rooms built from rumors
Aren’t even rooms
Of me.

People build whole stories
Without a single brick of fact.
And I’ve been living with their versions
Stacked on top
Of how I act.
And every time I breathe too loud,
The house repeats their claims—
Proof that words can build a prison
Out of nothing
But my name.

These rooms built from rumors,
Holding voices I can’t erase.
Every false piece laid about me
Still lives inside
This place.
These rooms built from rumors,
Shaking with the lies they keep—
And no matter how I fight them,
They settle
Into deep.
I’m stuck inside the blueprint
Of who they made me be—
These rooms built from rumors…
Won’t let me
Leave.

I try the door—
It sticks,
Just like the story did.
And the rumors whisper on,
Even when
I don’t
Respond.

Rooms Built From Rumors

intro:
hello
my name is [redacted]
it is 8:32pm
[redacted] 2021
and tomorrow is my 21st birthday

i don’t really know why i made this voice recording
i just, kinda wanted to document how i”m feeling right now in life

and it’s just not good

people tell me like, that’s a normal thing you know?
to like be struggling with loneliness
every human goes through
like existential loneliness
your feelings are normal
and i’m just like, then why do i feel like i’m going insane?

i’m supposed to be happy that i’m turning 21 tomorrow but i’m not happy

and then i just try to tell myself, you know what, it’s all in the head
it doesn’t matter
cause everyone’s unhappy

it’s always fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself
have lots of fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself

it’s always fun yeah
i’m always fun
i’m always fun
is what i tell myself
it’s always fun
yeah i’m always fun

(i’m always, i’m always)



i get too sick staring at the tv
trust me, i can handle myself
i’d never ask you for help
and no one, no one, no one
cares like i do

i feel like running away from me
i think i cam handle myself
cause everybody’s in hell
and no one, no one, no one
cares like i do

somebody’s always got it worse
and i don’t think that i’m really hurt enough to
act like it’s a big deal
even though it makes sense

it’s always fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself
have lots of fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself

it’s always fun yeah
i’m always fun
i’m always fun
is what i tell myself
it’s always fun
yeah i’m always fun

(i’m always, i’m always)

i’m always fun
i get a rush
i give a fuck
when i’m in front all my best friends
i think too much
we’re out of touch
never enough
feel guilty for all my problems
wish there were moments i’m invincible
i’m so damn sorry being cynical
but i’m always fun
yeah i promise, i promise
i promise, i promise
yeah i promise, i promise

somebody’s always got it worse
and i don’t think that i’m really hurt enough
try to prove everything i’m worth
cause i already know it doesn’t matter to you
we get old, we get tired, we get sad
and i’ve given up thinking what’s next
don’t act like it’s a big deal
even though it makes sense 

it’s always fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself
have lots of fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself

it’s always fun yeah
i’m always fun
i’m always fun
is what i tell myself
it’s always fun
yeah i’m always fun

(i’m always, i’m always)

it’s always fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself
have lots of fun yeah
it’s always fun
it’s always fun
is what i tell myself

it’s always fun yeah
i’m always fun
i’m always fun
is what i tell myself
it’s always fun
yeah i’m always fun

(i’m always, i’m always)

fun always

“More Than You Know” is a storm-swept R&B confession wrapped in poetic melancholy. The track drifts through the emotional aftermath of loving someone who pulled you into deep waters, only for you to realize you were strong enough to rise back to the surface. With swelling, wave-like production and intimate vocals from Zhy × S.Y.N × Me, the song captures the ache of missing someone, the clarity that comes with distance, and the quiet power of choosing yourself again.

It’s a meditation on kindness as strength, heartbreak as transformation, and the bittersweet truth that sometimes letting go hurts more than holding on more than they’ll ever know.

M.T.Y.K.

Sturm

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