This song is a dark, emotional reflection on a toxic relationship that's spiraling out of control. The lyrics convey a sense of frustration, anger, and ultimately, a desire to break free from the spell that's been cast. The music is a haunting blend of heavy, driving beats and soaring, atmospheric soundscapes, with a powerful female vocal performance at its core. The song's themes of obsession, control, and the struggle for liberation are woven throughout the lyrics and music, creating a sense of tension and release that's both cathartic and unsettling.


LYRICS: 

[Verse 1]
You stick your spell in again
In
Stumbling
Take your time and defending
Your send
Ascendance 

[Verse 2]
I find amends in the ending
Ending
Stumbling
Pretend my time's understanding
Pretending 

[Chorus]
When it
Can't stand him
Force one
Two
Three
You're condemned
Then I'm ending
Your time with me 

[Verse 3]
Push me again
(Make the spellbinding)
Curses ascend
(Make the spellbinding)
No need to pretend
(Make the spellbinding)
Grave mistakes are resending
(Make the spellbinding) 

[Chorus]
When it
Can't stand him
Force one
Two
Three
You're condemned
Then I'm ending
Your time with me 

[Verse 4]
When it
Can't stand him
Force one
Two
Three
You're condemned
Then I'm ending
Your time with me




Stumbling Down

#420 is holding my head together like glue

Organics

An ai generated instrumental music track created using Udio on 12 May 2025.

Spectral Lullaby

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STAND TALL (LET ‘EM SEE) isn’t just a track—it’s a fucking anthem. This one kicks the door open and demands space. Built for the bold, the bruised, the ones who rose up when no one clapped. A club-thumping, trap-pop war cry with EDM heat, it blends reversed horns, gritty 808s, and crowd-chant energy to turn pain into a spotlight moment. If they ever doubted you, this is your revenge arc—loud, lit, and legendary. Perfect for playlists that want power, purpose, and pulse.

For anyone who wasn’t handed shit—this song is your crown.

Lyrics:


Wasn’t built in peace.
Wasn’t born for quiet.
I rose from ruin—
Now I walk in riot.

They tried to box me in with doubt,
Now I break ceilings just by steppin’ out.
Kept receipts from every slight,
Now I wear ‘em like armor in the light.

Wasn’t picked, wasn’t crowned—
Still I rose, still I sound.
Laughed in storms that came for me,
Now I own the sky they tried to keep.


No mask, no bend, no bow,
This the real me right here, right now.
Let ‘em point, let ‘em talk—
I built a kingdom outta chalk.


Stand tall—let ‘em see,
Everything they said I’d never be.
No fear, no shame in me,
I broke the chains, now I’m wild and free.

Lights up—I want the heat,
Let the whole world feel this beat.
I ain’t small, I ain’t discreet—
I stand tall—let ‘em see.


Looked in the mirror and said “You? You win.”
Scars like maps of where I’ve been.
Built from grit, not accident—
A masterpiece made from every dent.

No lucky break, just sleepless nights,
No spotlight—just earned my light.
They played checkers—I played fate.
Now I feast while they still hate.


Wasn’t born with a golden key,
But I broke the locks they hid from me.
Every “no” just lit my fuse—
Now I wear my truth like bulletproof shoes.


Stand tall—let ‘em see,
Everything they said I’d never be.
No fear, no shame in me,
I broke the chains, now I’m wild and free.

Lights up—I want the heat,
Let the whole world feel this beat.
I ain’t small, I ain’t discreet—
I stand tall—let ‘em see.


Head high. Hands scarred.
Back straight. Heart hard.
They threw shade—I grew trees.
Now I’m light—LET ‘EM SEE.

No hush. No retreat.
This voice? This me.
Louder now—on repeat:
I STAND TALL—LET ‘EM SEE.


Stand tall—let ‘em see,
Everything they said I’d never be.
No fear, no shame in me,
I broke the chains, now I’m wild and free.

Lights up—I want the heat,
Let the whole world feel this beat.
I ain’t small, I ain’t discreet—
I stand tall—let ‘em see.


“Let ‘em see… let ‘em see…”

Stand Tall (Let 'Em See)

An ai generated instrumental music track created using Udio on 17 May 2025.

Synaptic Bloom

I was the 4th string quarterback 
Of the Danville High School Vikings 
I never took the field even one single time 
But I was prepared just the same. 

I was the 4th string quarterback 
Of the Danville High School Vikings 
Three of my team mates would have had to be injured 
Before I could enter the game

The legendary quarterback Sir Francis Tarkenton was my prepubescent quarterbacking hero 
He was a smaller man compared to all the big men on the team but he could scramble round, maneuver quick and bob 

And I dreamt that I could play like him, I practiced in the backyard but the chances of that turned out to be zero 
And I tried out for the football team my freshman year in high school with my heart set on the quarterbacking job 

Just like Francis I was smaller than my team mates, 
But, as they say, to our genetics we are shackled 
I didn’t have a rocket for an arm to be completely honest, all my passes were like badly wounded ducks 
I tried to scramble like the legendary Francis, 
but I was way too slow and always wound up tackled 
“he’s a pretty decent fellow” was the general consensus 
but at football this poor white kid really sucks”

I was the 4th string quarterback 
Of the Danville High School Vikings 
I never took the field even one single time 
But I was prepared just the same. 

I was the 4th string quarterback 
Of the Danville High School Vikings 
Three of my classmates would have had to be injured 
Before I could enter the game

If our number one quarterback heaven forbid, were laid flat by an oncoming train 
And our number two quarterback, heaven forbid, were to fall down and rupture his knee
And our number three quarterback, heaven forbid, were to suffer with unbearable pain 
Then who can step in and lead the team onto victory, that’s right, you guessed it, it’s me!  

Fast forward to the last game of our season, seconds left, we were way ahead the game now out of reach 
I was sitting on my ordinary spot upon the bench and I heard the coach was yelling out for me
I ran over and he grabbed me by the face mask, very sternly, with conviction like a pastor did he preach
He said, “this will be the last play of your quarterback career Just take the snap and then you get down on one knee” 


So I ran out on the field for the last play of the game 
Just a second left was showing on the clock 
And I wondered what would happen if I scrambled like Sir Francis 
unexpected, to the end zone I could walk! 
So I took the snap and scrambled to the right with no one blocking 
They all looked at me like I was some buffoon 
And I tripped and fell and that was it my final game was over 
But Fran Tarkenton was there that afternoon

I was the 4th string quarterback 
Of the Danville High School Vikings 
I never took the field even one single time 
But I was prepared just the same. 

I was the 4th string quarterback 
Of the Danville High School Vikings 
Three of my classmates would have had to be injured 
Before I could enter the game

The Fourth String Quarterback

Commonwealth

Recorded at Saint-Lô (Manche - France) le 18/05/2025

Translation below :
Sitting on a shitty bench
In front of a magical place
That sells idyllic stuff 
I started dreaming 

Of a fireplace, a guitar
Around a fire in the countryside
An evening with friends
Between people who love each other

In the clinical chamber
The nurse is sympathetic
The surgeon is alcoholic
So I start dreaming

A frantic doll
And his angelic smile
Left me all phlegmatic
So I start dreaming

I conclude allegorical
This nice little air
A little dreamlike
I started dreaming

Des gens qui s'aiment bien

Welcome to the house of fun where no fun’s alive Every smile’s a mask just trying to survive The party’s pumping but the soul’s gone dry Dancing in the dark under a hollow sky

House of fun .mp3

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