A melancholic lo-fi / emo-pop track about perception, fragility, and the way being seen can change who we are.  
Sad, atmospheric, and intimate — perfect for late-night listening.  

Lyircs: 

you blinked and now i’m somewhere else  
a shadow caught inside your lens  
i used to breathe without a frame  
but now i’m staged for your defense  

what did you see / when you saw me / when you saw me  

your gaze, a scalpel through my skin  
i’m folding in to fit your shape  
you labeled me, then pulled the string  
and now i twitch inside your cage  

don’t call it love / it’s a spotlight  
don’t call it truth / it’s a freeze-frame  

the more you look, the less i stay  
i blur beneath your stare  
observer effect, i'm shifting away  
i was real 'til you cared  


i danced alone in quiet rooms  
and never asked to be perceived  
you framed me in your perfect gloom  
but i’m not art, and not complete  
  
look at me and i dissolve  
touch me and i turn to smoke  
name me and i disappear  
you wanted clarity — i broke  

the more you stare, the more i fade  
my shape slips through your hands  
observer effect, i’m never the same  
you loved what you don’t understand 



observer effect

a song about moving without control.  
about sitting still while everything keeps rushing forward.  
the train goes on, with or without me.  

this is sadbloom – fragile, loud, and quietly lost.  


Lyrics: 


i sit too still, but the ground keeps sliding  
my chest is tight, but i keep on hiding  
i watch the glass, it won’t show me  
the girl i was, the one i need  

train without a driver  
i just hold on  
train without a driver  
’til the night is gone  

the names go past, i can’t remember  
a quiet crowd, a quiet pressure  
my hands don’t move, my voice won’t speak  
i’m carried further, i feel weak  

train without a driver  
i just hold on  
train without a driver  
’til the night is gone  

maybe this is how it ends  
motion feels like my only friend  
if i could stop, i never would  
’cause standing still don’t feel as good  
 
train without a driver  
i just hold on  
train without a driver  
’til the night is gone  

train without a driver

Not every story needs a fairytale ending ✨  
This is my anti-princess anthem.  
„happy endings“ – out now.  

Lyrics:

They said a kiss would break the spell  
but all i got was cheap hotel  
no pumpkin ride, no diamond ring  
just monday mornings, same old thing  

i’m not the princess in your play  
i burn the script and walk away  

i don’t believe in happy endings  
don’t blame me, blame the fairytales  
they wrote the rules, they built the fences  
i’d rather trip than chase the trails  

they sold me love in pastel skies  
but filters fade when sun will rise  
no prince, no gown, no midnight dance  
just bad decisions dressed as chance  

i’m not the hero you expect  
my mess is real, it’s not a flex  
 
i don’t believe in happy endings  
don’t blame me, blame the fairytales  
they built the crown, they made it heavy  
i wear it wrong, i let it fail  

so if the story falls apart  
don’t point at me, don’t break my heart  
i never signed the script they sold  
i’m not the lie that you were told  

i don’t believe in happy endings  
don’t blame me, blame the fairytales  
i write my chaos in the margins  
my kind of ending never fails  

no white horse, no perfect scene  
just broken glass where i have been  
i don’t believe in happy endings  
and that’s the best it’s ever been

happy endings

SadBloom returns with a cheeky indie pop anthem full of irony and charm. 
“the cutest straw” is sweet on the surface but sharp underneath – playful, sarcastic and instantly catchy. 
Driven by quirky instrumentals and SadBloom’s unmistakable voice, this track turns everyday chaos into a singalong moment. 
Perfect for fans of witty lyrics, indie pop energy and a touch of rebellion.

Lyrics: 

you said i’m harmless, just a sip of sweet,  
but sugar’s heavy when you’re on repeat.  
i’m not your candy, i’m a weight in disguise,  
you laugh it off, but i see through your eyes.  

you keep piling, stacking high,  
every secret, every lie.  
then you smile and call me small—  
i’m the one who ends it all.  

i’m the cutest straw, don’t you see?  
last little thing that broke your peace.  
wrapped in pink but sharp inside,  
i’m the reason your calm won’t survive.  

you like your coffee with a plastic charm,  
i stir it messy, set off the alarm.  
you think i’m playful, just a twist of fate,  
but even light things carry heavy weight.  

you keep piling, stacking high,  
every secret, every lie.  
then you smile and call me small—  
i’m the one who ends it all.  

i’m the cutest straw, don’t you see?  
last little thing that broke your peace.  
wrapped in pink but sharp inside,  
i’m the reason your calm won’t survive.  

oh-oh, you underestimated me,  
oh-oh, tiny things change history.  
sip too long, it all comes down,  
watch your castle hit the ground.  
  
i’m the cutest straw, don’t you see?  
last little thing that broke your peace.  
wrapped in pink but sharp inside,  
i’m the reason your calm won’t survive.

the cutest straw

SadBloom paints silence into sound with "scream" — a haunting emo pop track that blends vulnerability with raw energy. A storm without thunder, a fire without flame, this song turns suppressed anger and fragile beauty into something unforgettable.  

Lyrics: 

my mouth was a garden of thorns  
roses blooming where no sound was born  
every petal closed, every color still  
a kingdom of silence bending my will  

i carved my rage into stone  
hung it high like a broken throne  
the air was trembling, but not from me  
just a shadow where my voice should be  

i never learned to scream  
i never learned to scream  
a fire with no flame  
a storm that stays unseen  

the glass of my lungs, filling with smoke  
every word a candle i never spoke  
cathedrals rang, but my bells stayed mute  
a choir of ghosts in a blackened suit  

i carved my rage into stone  
hung it high like a broken throne  
the air was trembling, but not from me  
just a shadow where my voice should be  

i never learned to scream  
i never learned to scream  
a fire with no flame  
a storm that stays unseen  

imagine thunder trapped in glass  
imagine oceans that never crash  
imagine silence dressed in gold  
that’s the story i was told  

i never learned to scream  
i never learned to scream  
so the silence sang for me  
and it crowned me as its queen  


scream

It’s not about politics, it’s about breathing.
This song is a ghost asking a simple question:
Why is a voice worth less than silence,
and why do we choose bullets over words?
I wrote this sipping tea,
trying to make sense of a world
that still thinks killing is louder than listening.

Lyrics:

It's a killin' spree  
And it's been one for centuries  
Since the gods gave us speech  
'cause we're too dumb to talk it out  
Yeah  
You point that gun at me  
While I'm sippin' on chamomile tea  
'cause it's not that deep  
You got so much to live for now  

So why you killin' me?  
Why you killin' me?  
Ain't no opinion worth a life  
Why you killin' me?  
We got two ears and one mouth  
So let's talk it out  
Or I'll be your ghost  
Floatin' 'round your haunted house  
So why you killin' me?  
Why you killin' me?  
Ain't no opinion worth a life  
Why you killin' me?  

Heaven's a private suite  
And they're kickin' out the new recruits  
God says  
"They're startin' to bug me now"  
And it's a pain to me  
'cause I miss my friends and family  
And the love we breathe  
Don't let that light be snuffed out  

So why you killin' me?  
Why you killin' me?  
Ain't no opinion worth a life  
Why you killin' me?  
We got two ears and one mouth  
So let's talk it out  
Or I'll be your ghost  
Floatin' 'round your haunted house  
So why you killin' me?  
Why you killin' me?  
Ain't no opinion worth a life  
Why you killin' me?  

History’s on repeat  
Every martyr, every broken street  
But I still believe  
We can learn to hear, not shout  
Yeah  
Put your anger down  
It’s the only way we turn this round  
‘Cause there’s more to gain  
When we choose to stick around  

Raise your hands, not your hate  
Every life deserves a place  
We can fight with words, not knives  
Every voice deserves the right  

So why you killin’ me?  
Why you killin’ me?  
Ain’t no opinion worth a life  
Why you killin’ me?  
We got two ears and one mouth  
So let’s talk it out  
Or I’ll be your ghost  
Floatin’ ’round your haunted house  
So why you killin’ me?  
Why you killin’ me?  
Ain’t no opinion worth a life  
Why you killin’ me?  

Why you killin’ me? (why, why)  
Why you killin’ me? (why, why)  
No word worth dyin’ for  
Every voice is worth much more  
Why you killin’ me?  
Why you killin’ me?  
We got two ears and one mouth  
So let’s talk it out

killing spree

love is bad for business.  
it costs too much, it takes too long,  
and it always leaves you bankrupt in the end.  

this song is me laughing at the fine print i never read,  
and crying over the receipts i still keep.  
catchy enough to hum in the shower,  
sad enough to sting on the way home.


Lyrics: 


love is bad for business  
the ink runs black tonight  

you signed my soul with borrowed hands  
a contract carved in shifting sands  
each kiss a coin i couldn’t keep  
each vow a debt that cuts too deep  

the ledger trembles, pages torn  
a fortune lost the day you swore  
  
love is bad for business  
it trades in fragile hearts  
love is bad for business  
and ruins what it starts  
love is bad for business  
yet i return, resigned  
to bankrupt dreams and fragile schemes  
and contracts left unsigned  
  
your smile, a seal i failed to break  
a gilded lie, a sweet mistake  
my chest a vault of rust and stone  
you claimed the key, but left it closed  

the ledger trembles, pages torn  
a fortune lost the day you swore  

love is bad for business  
it trades in fragile hearts  
love is bad for business  
and ruins what it starts  
love is bad for business  
yet i return, resigned  
to bankrupt dreams and fragile schemes  
and contracts left unsigned  

oh—  
what cruel arithmetic of trust  
what empire built on ash and dust  
  
love is bad for business  
it trades in fragile hearts  
love is bad for business  
and ruins what it starts  
love is bad for business  
yet i return, resigned  
to bankrupt dreams and fragile schemes  
and contracts left unsigned  
  
love is bad for business  
and still i sign my name

love is bad for business

“drip drip” is the sound of silence when everything feels too loud. it’s a song about chasing words that never land, running in circles through empty streets, and still hearing what should be gone.

Lyrics:

drip, drip — silence in the street  
i breathe, i breathe — but it cuts too deep  

your words still hang in the air, in the air  
i chase them down but they’re never there  
every shadow, every sound  
pulls me under, pulls me down  

i try to run, but the night won’t bend  
every corner feels like the end  

after the rain — i’m still here, i’m still here  
after the pain — i still hear, i still hear  
you in my veins, in my chest, in my skin  
say it again, say it again, say it again  

empty windows, staring back at me  
i shout your name but the glass won’t speak  
every echo, every glare  
i keep moving but you’re still there  

i fall — i fall — but i don’t break  
i call — i call — but no one wakes  

after the rain — i’m still here, i’m still here  
after the pain — i still hear, i still hear  
you in my veins, in my chest, in my skin  
say it again, say it again, say it again

drip drip

we tried to stay pure but chaos had better rhythm.  
“Entropy Loves Company” is a love song for everything falling apart — loud, pretty, and slightly on fire.  
play it while the world pretends to hold still.

Lyrics: 

Ashes whisper, gears collide
Order sleeps, but chaos thrives
Light a candle, start the war
We’ve been here a thousand times before

I tried to build a perfect dream
But dreams decay beneath the steam
Of every saint that sold their crown
While heaven watched it melting down
You said believe, I said I’m trying
But faith was never good at lying

So light the fuse and count to three
Let’s make a mess of destiny

Entropy loves company
We’re born to burn, you and me
Raise the flames, let it be
Entropy loves company

The preacher laughs, the sinner prays
The sky is drunk, the angels fade
We paint the truth in gasoline
And dance inside the guillotine
You said redemption’s in the plan
But god’s just tired of fixing man

So bless the fall, let nature play
We all dissolve the same old way

Entropy loves company
We’re born to burn, you and me
Raise the flames, let it be
Entropy loves company

Turn the wheel, there’s no reverse
Every curse just finds a verse
We shine, we rot, we bleed in tune
Underneath a dying moon

Can’t fight the pull, can’t change the laws
The universe don’t take applause

Entropy loves company
We’re born to burn, you and me
Raise the flames, let it be
Entropy loves company
Let the ashes crown the kings
Let the broken angels sing
From the dust to tragedy —
Entropy loves company
Yeah… and she loves me

entropy loves company

time’s been running faster lately — but i’ve stopped trying to catch it.  
this song is for the moments that slip away and still manage to feel kind.  
a little chaos, a little peace. that’s faster clocks.

Lyrics: 

every birthday candle fades too fast  
photographs are stacking like the past  
january slips into july  
i’m laughing while the hours fly  

and the ticking feels like music now  
a dizzy beat i can’t slow down  

the clocks are spinning faster, faster  
years are turning into laughter  
i can’t catch the hands, but i don’t mind  
time’s a thief, but he’s dancing kind  

wrinkles bloom like flowers on my skin  
but i still paint my nails and start again  
decades flicker like a film on loop  
i jump along and sing the tune  

and the ticking feels like music now  
a dizzy beat i can’t slow down  

the clocks are spinning faster, faster  
years are turning into laughter  
i can’t catch the hands, but i don’t mind  
time’s a thief, but he’s dancing kind  

spin me round, oh carousel sky  
seconds fall like confetti, goodbye  
i wave to yesterday with both hands high  
still alive, still alive, still alive  

the clocks are spinning faster, faster  
years are turning into laughter  
i can’t catch the hands, but i don’t mind  
time’s a thief, but he’s dancing kind  

tick, tock, but i smile instead  
i’ll keep running till the batteries are dead  


faster clocks

sadbloom writes songs for people who smile during breakdowns.  
emo pop with too much honesty and not enough sleep.  
if you came here to sell me “promotion,” don’t — I already have chaos doing that for free.

faster clocks

SadBloom

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