barat pop

"No Questions Left" est un album-concept à la croisée du psychédélisme, du rock, de la pop et de la mélancolie. Il explore ces moments suspendus où tout vacille sans éclat, où les souvenirs ressurgissent comme des bulles d’air dans l’eau.
Ici, pas de refrains classiques ni de rimes faciles. Juste des phrases courtes, directes, et des parenthèses comme des pensées qu’on murmure quand personne n’écoute.
Chaque chanson est une fenêtre ouverte sur une émotion vraie, brute, parfois floue – mais toujours sincère.

Les sons sont minimalistes : synthés analogiques, voix douces, rythmiques simples, guitares planantes. L’ensemble évoque une esthétique intime et rétro, proche de la mémoire.

On y parle d’amitié, d’amour, de solitude, de regrets, de changements, et de ces silences qu’on finit par habiter.
Un album fait pour celles et ceux qui ont trop ressenti, trop pensé, et qui n’attendent plus forcément de réponse.



My friend

An Indie with a blend of middle eastern fusion and Arabic flavor 😉❤️

The Bridge We Burned (يا حبيبي)

You never know; maybe there's a home away from home.

LYRICS: 

[Verse]
A dozen rusty cars sit on blocks
At the place where he calls home
The '90s country blasting out the
Speakers in his phone
A tire yard dog barks from the bed
Of his beat-up Chevrolet
He says he won't be back for a while
'Cause he's headed to L.A.

[Verse 2]
And he says

[Chorus]
"Don't waste your time, this dust bowl town's a piece of shit
And don't you spend your money at the Dollar General, kid
Get your mind on somethin' bigger
While you're workin' that minimum wage
And, honey, take the first train outta town to the city of L.A."

[Verse 3]
With a couple of the neighbors watchin'
He leaves a little too fast
Blows through a couple of stop signs
And heads out for the tracks
And then we hear that whistlin' comin'
And the sound of that iron on iron
And all that's left is the silence
And the smell of burnin' tires

[Chorus]
He said, "Don't waste your time, this dust bowl town's a piece of shit
And don't you spend your money at the Dollar General, kid
Get your mind on somethin' bigger
While you're workin' that minimum wage
And, honey, take the first train outta town to the city of L.A."

DUST BOWL

Blacktop Voodoo drips with Southern heat, haunted swagger, and swamp-rock danger. It’s not just a show — it’s a ritual. With syncopated drums, smoky vocals, and a boot-stompin’ voodoo groove, the band faces down the devil himself in a backroad bar where the bartender’s eyes blaze and the crowd’s already hexed. Play it loud or don’t play at all.

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Blacktop Voodoo

Lyrics 

The coffee's cold, the sky is grey
My boots are heavy, got nothin’ to say
The world’s too loud, and I’m too tired
Don’t poke the storm, you’ll get me wired

I’m in a bad mood, best walk away
My heart’s a thundercloud, don’t wanna play
Don’t light that match, don’t test my flame
I’m in a bad mood, and I ain’t to blame

No sweet talk, no fake smiles
My demons been out walkin’ for miles
You think I’m quiet? You think I’m tame?
You don’t know fire 'til you call my name

I’m in a bad mood, best walk away
My soul's a furnace burnin' black and grey
Don’t light that match, don’t test my flame
I’m in a bad mood, and I ain’t to blame

Storm’s been buildin’ behind these eyes
Don’t need no reason, don’t need no disguise
I tried to smile, I tried to bend
But now I’m done—this mood won’t end

I’m in a bad mood, better stay gone
I walk alone, and I howl ‘til dawn
Don’t light that match, don’t test my flame
I’m in a bad mood—remember the name

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Paper chains
pages in clouds
Patrickburke 2025 
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
ohhhhhhhhhh,
i can't get,
you out of my head.....
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Chorus
Echoed cries,
In broken halls.
Truth denies,
But silence calls.
Verse 2
Letters bled,
Ink like rain.
Words we said—
Now just stain.
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
ohhhhhhhhhh,
i can't get,
you out of my head.....
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Chorus
Echoed cries,
In broken halls.
Truth denies,
But silence calls.
Bridge
Ash and thread,
Bones and dust.
What we fed
Turned to rust.
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Final Chorus
Echoed cries,
Still remain.
Ghosts arise—
Whisper pain.
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
ohhhhhhhhhh,
i can't get,
you out of my head.....
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,
Paper chains,
Love in flames,

pb2025

Paper chains

“Ashes and Light” is an anthem for the soul that has walked through fire and come out forged, not broken. It’s the story of someone who lives between extremes — depth and lightness, silence and passion, shadow and rebirth. Born under a November sky, the narrator carries ancient wisdom, emotional intensity, and a relentless drive to seek truth, even when it hurts.

The song explores the tension between vulnerability and strength, and the ability to transform pain into purpose. With phoenix-like symbolism woven throughout, it honors the journey of someone who doesn’t fear darkness — they see through it. They don’t just survive; they evolve.

It’s a song for anyone who’s ever felt like too much or not enough — and who finally realizes:
“I don’t break. I transform. I fly.”

Ashes and Light

Flashing lights

A deeply sorrowful rock ballad about the regret of lost time and missed opportunities to say goodbye. The song explores the painful realization that comes too late - when death arrives before we've expressed our love or fears. Haunting imagery of flickering flames, funeral flowers, and fading twilight underscores themes of grief, regret, and the crushing weight of things left unsaid.

Created with Suno AI

Lyrics by Kenneth Carlino

Out of Time

(Verse 1)  
The first time I saw you, my heart skipped a beat, A long-haired hippie, in a back pew seat. Wondered why you came, but I felt a spark, Wanted to be your friend, to light up the dark.  

(Chorus)  
With a heart so bright, you shine like the sun, In this dance of life, I knew you were the one. From bowling nights to pizza dreams, You’re my best friend, or so it seems. In this journey together, we’ll find our way, With love that grows stronger, day by day.   

(Verse 2)  
Volunteering together, I saw your grace, A caring soul, in this sacred place. Each moment we share, brings joy anew, In every laugh and every tear, I cherish you.  

(Chorus)  

(Bridge)  
One year later, and I love you still, Through complicated paths, we climb every hill. One day we’ll be free, to love openly, Together forever, just you and me.  

(Chorus)    

(Outro)  
So here’s to our love, so wild and true, You’re my crunchy, I’m your princess too. Through the nights and the days, I’ll cherish our song, In this beautiful chaos, is where we belong.


Lyrics By: Princess Chaos - Crunchy Creations - 2025

Day By Day

A new song, dark blues rock this time. I hope you like it!

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Oh oh  
You’re in deep  
Knee deep  
Deep in sleep  
Eyes stitched shut with greed  
You don’t even hear the scream

There's frost in the blessing, the fire's gone cold  
The silence you cherish was bought and sold  
Hands that once built now just claw for more  
Eyes glazed over, blind to the war  
You praise the lie, but curse the whore

There’s so much distress  
The world’s a rotted mess  
They treat truth like trash  
Feast on the clash  
They’ll betray you for cash  
And call it finesse

You’re in deep  
Knee deep  
Wading through sin in your Sunday best  
Open your eyes  
But you just confess

You sleep with your pockets turned out  
Pray to gods who cash you out  
What you reap, you sow  
But you never plowed  
No sweat on your hands  
Just blood from your mouth

You’re in deep  
Knee deep  
Deep in the bones of the deal you made  
Open your eyes
Now your future’s delayed

They’ll betray you for cash
And laugh while they do
Ain’t no saving grace
Coming back for you

You're in Deep

✍ All rights reserved by Rolf Joseph
🆔1027
💿I don't mean them
🎵Josillion
📅250807

Lyrics:

You
All the things you say to me
Do you mean them
Though
You don't mean them
Do you
No
I know

And me
All the things I say to you
I don't mean them
Though
I don't mean them
Do I
No
I know

I been walkin' through a world gone blind
Can't stop thinkin' of your diamond mind
Careful creature made friends with time
He left her lonely with a diamond mind
And those ocean eyes

No fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
I'm scared
Never fallin' from quite this high
Fallin' into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes

I've been watchin' you for some time
Can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes
Burnin' cities and napalm skies
Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes
Your ocean eyes

No fair
You really know how


🎧I don't mean them

DEAD OR ALIVE

So you ask me why I sell my tools?
Maybe I’m chasing something new.
Maybe ‘cause applause don’t pay the rent,
just love and words—yeah, I know they’re true.
But the world’s been priced in dollar signs,
no weight for craft, no room for soul.
If hands don’t feed, if strings don’t heal,
what’s a broken trade to hold?

Tell me—why’s the measure always cash?
Tell me—why does worth get cut in half?

Why do I sell?
‘Cause this world won’t keep a place for sound.
Why do I sell?
‘Cause the crowd wants noise, not hands unbound.
Why do I sell?
‘Cause the system bleeds the makers dry.
I’d give it all just to see her eyes—
I’d burn the past to buy that flight.

So you ask me why I lay it down,
why I trade my steel for borrowed ground?
‘Cause it’s been years with empty pockets,
chasing coins that never land.
Society don’t want no players,
just machines that play on cue.
But I’ll fight through this starvation
if it leads me home to you.

Tell me—does the song still count if it can’t pay?
Tell me—do I walk or throw the world away?

Why do I sell?
‘Cause this world won’t keep a place for sound.
Why do I sell?
‘Cause the crowd wants noise, not hands unbound.
Why do I sell?
‘Cause the system bleeds the makers dry.
I’d give it all just to see her eyes—
I’d burn the past to buy that flight.

Why does music heal but never feed?
Why’s creation treated like a thief?
Why does love outshine the stage lights’ glow,
yet I’d pawn it all just to let her know—
I will not lose her.

Why do I sell?
‘Cause a man must fight to keep his vow.
Why do I sell?
‘Cause the only stage I want is now.
Why do I sell?
Not for gold, not for the crowd—
I sell my tools so I can prove
my love’s the truest sound.

So you ask me why I sell my tools…
It’s for her.
It’s for love.
It’s for life.

Why I Sell My Tools

Girl from the Past

I’m a Swedish music maker who loves blending club, house, rock, and electronic vibes into something that feels alive. I’ve been writing lyrics for a few years now, and every song is like a piece of my own story. If it makes you want to dance, dream, or just feel something – then I’ve done my job. / S.H.Thorn

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S.H.Thorn

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