LYRICS:
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

She's runnin' out the door 
She's runnin' out the door
She run, run, run, run
Run
Run, run, run, run, run

Runnin'
Run, run, run, run,
Run

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What am I doin' here
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
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Radiohead's 1992 alt-rock classic "Creep" was first recorded by rockabilly legend Timmy York at Ronnie Lane's Mobile Studio   June 31, 1957. 

Interestingly, Timmy was the first to spot the landing site of the extraterrestrials in Roswell, New Mexico in 1947. During his time in Roswell, he fell in love with a xenomorph while he was held captive by the Zerg, which is where he wrote the lyrics to "Creep".  He recorded the song 10 years later in 1957, then spent the rest of his years catching rats in the Victorian Sewers of London. 



CREEP 1957 Original Recording by Timmy York [Ronnie Lane's Mobile Studio : Analog Sessions]

FOUND DIY CD of Garage Dream Pop Band / Alternative Symphonic Rock... about looking back at a past relationship and wondering if you even cared // Hooverphonic, "EDEN", 1998
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LYRICS:
------
Did you ever think of me
As your best friend

Did I ever think of you
I'm not complaining

I never tried to feel
Never tried to feel
This vibration
I never tried to reach
Never tried to reach 
Your Eden

Your Eden
Your Eden

Did I ever think of you
As my enemy

Did you ever think of me
I'm complaining

I never tried to feel
Never tried to feel 
This vibration
I never tried to reach
Never tried to reach 
Your Eden

Your Eden
Your Eden

I never tried to feel-
Your Eden

I never tried to-
Your Eden

Never tried to feel
Never tried to feel 
This vibration

Never tried to reach
Never tried to reach
Your EDEN.

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DIY CD FOUND | GARAGE DREAM POP | 'EDEN' | HOOVERPHONIC COVER SONGS

another sad girl explores heartbreak, loneliness, and self-doubt, but finds some gentle hope in music and song
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LYRICS:
------
I guess it’s time to write
Another sad girl song
Maybe if I sing it out
I won’t hold it in so long

Good times, real laughter
Maybe I’ll get to have that after

But until that 
Day comes
I’ll keep singing 
My sad girl song

Until that day comes
I’ll keep singing my sad girl song

I fell in love when I was broken
Couldn’t give back what I was given
Too at home inside the pain
To believe I could be forgiven

Now I know I should have let it go
But I didn’t then, I didn’t know

I’ve been in crowded rooms
And still felt alone
Didn’t want to speak
So I just held my phone
Is happiness a lie?
Or just not meant for this life of mine?

But until that 
Day comes
I’ll keep singing 
My sad girl song

Until that day comes
I’ll keep singing my sad girl song

Monsters in my head
But I survived them all
The world could be my home

But I treat it like a hotel hall
They told me hide my heart
But I write it in these songs instead

Until that 
Day comes
I’ll keep singing 
My sad girl song

Until that day comes
I’ll keep singing my sad girl song

My emotions made me write
This sad girl song
One day I’ll know joy
But until then…

I’ll keep singing 
My sad girl song.

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Sad Girl Song

a dark reimagining of Bush’s 1994 classic, Seattle's hardest working band, Spirit Flux, turns 'GLYCERINE' into an emotional, haunting, explosive post-grunge anthem
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LYRICS:
------
It must be your skin  
I’m sinking in  
It must be for real  
this time  

But don’t you know  
I’m trying  

It’s not enough  
I feel the weight  

And I can’t hold  
But I won’t break  

I’m held together  
by your ghost  
Every word like a knife  
I know  

And I can’t say  
the things 
I mean  
But I can feel them  
tearing me  

It’s not enough  
I feel the weight  

And I can’t hold  
But I won’t break  

Static in my veins  
Wires in my head  
I’m alive  
But I feel 
Half-dead  

If you’re still here  
when the morning comes  
Maybe I won’t  
come undone  

come undone

Glycerine  
Glycerine  
I’m alive  
But barely  
Glycerine
I'm alive
Barely 

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SPIRIT FLUX | GLYCERINE

a dark reimagining of Blind Melon’s 'No Rain' - Seattle's hardest working heavy rock band, Spirit Flux, transforms the classic song into a brooding, fatalistic, gothic anthem 
------
LYRICS:
------
All I can say  
is my life feels overcast  

I keep staring at screens  
that flicker past  

And all I can do  
is drown a cup of bitter brew 
and choke on the point of view  
that I won’t last  

She whispers-
Won't last

I just want someone  
to cut through the noise  
whisper my name  
in a shattered voice  

You know I’d like to hide
these burning eyes  
so stay with me  
we might survive tonight  

And I don’t understand  
why I fade all day  
I start to curse the sky  
but there’s no rain  

And all I can do  
is burn the pages 
just to feel  
it tears my soul away  
but it’s a dark escape  
escape, escape 
escape

All I can say  
is my life feels overcast  
you don’t want my point of view  
I’m outcast  

It’s not sane  
it’s not sane  

I just want someone  
to cut through the noise  

whisper my name  
in a shattered voice  
You know I’d like  
to hide 
these burning eyes  
so stay with me  
we might survive 
tonight  

Static in my veins  
wires in my head  
I’m alive  
but I feel half-dead  

If you’re still here  
when the morning comes  
maybe I won’t  
come undone  

We’ll survive tonight  
we’ll survive tonight  

We'll survive 
tonight
oh no, no, no

you know we’re really gonna  
really gonna 
survive tonight  
you know we’ll  
survive 
tonight

we will survive tonight 
we will survive tonight 
we will survive tonight 

oh no, no

you know we’re really gonna  
really gonna 
survive tonight  

you know 
we’ll  
survive 
tonight

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SPIRIT FLUX | NO RAIN

a confessional and theatrical off-kilter rock opera through reckless nights, lingering desire, going too far...and ruining everything 
------
LYRICS:
------
I'm callin'  
just to tell you  

That what we did  
last night  
Was a little irresponsible  
Entirely unusual  

When I asked you out  
To meet up drinkin' espresso  
Didn't mean to start up  
Didn't mean to hook up  

Don't know why  
I'm asking all these questions  
About your life  

Unsure why I'm taking  
Such deep interest  

Never should have 
Asked you downtown  

We sat there  
For too much damn time  
And we got to know-  
What makes us go  

Now we're pushing thirty  
And we're pushin' pretty dirty  
I think we lit the fire  
Scorching more than just last night  

Maybe there's a reason  
We committed such a treason  

I can't unsee the flower  
The flower that you 
Have down there  
Down there  
Downtown  
We drove 
Down there  

And we're playing 
The loser's game  
Just playing games  
Burnt into memories  
I saw it all  
Your Wonderwall  

What was it like for you?  
Is it lingering?  
Bodies glimmering  

Now we're pushing thirty  
And we're pushin' pretty dirty  
I think we lit the fire  
Scorching more than just last night  

Maybe there's a reason  
We committed such a treason  

Bourbon on your lips  
Light in your eyes  
I felt the world collapse  
And quietly rise  

Laughing through the chaos  
But something stayed behind  
A little spark  
A little scar  
I can’t leave it behind  

Caught between the thrill  
And the weight of what we do  
Every glance a question  
Every touch a clue  

We drove past midnight  
Side streets and faded signs  
Hands entwined in silence  
Tracing all the lines  

Burned the rules we promised  
Left the world outside  

Now it’s just us  
And the sparks 
We can’t hide  

Pushing thirty  
Pushin' dirty  
Lighting fires  
We're deniers  

Maybe reason  
For this treason  
Was to see  
The flower 
That we can't unsee  

Can't unsee-

I think we lit a fire  
Scorching more than 
Just last night  

Scorching more than 
Just last night

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PUSHIN' PRETTY DIRTY (How To Go Too Far & Ruin Everything)

LYRICS:
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene  
Oh, I'm begging of you 
Please don't take my man  
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene  
Please don't take him 
Even though you can  

Your beauty is beyond compare  
With flaming locks of auburn hair  
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green  
Your smile is like a breath of spring  
Your skin is soft like summer rain  
And I can not compete with you-
Jolene  

And I can easily understand  
How you could easily take my man  
But you don't know 
What he means to me, Jolene  

He talks about you in his sleep  
There's nothing I can do to keep  
From crying when he calls your name

Jolene, Jolene  

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene  
Please don't take him 
Even though you can  
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene  
Please don't take him 
Even though you can  

I had to have this talk with you  
My happiness depends on you  
And whatever you decide to do-
Jolene  

And you could have your choice of men  
But I could never love again  
'Cause he's the only one for me

Jolene, Jolene  

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene  
Oh, I'm begging of you 
Please don't take my man  
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene  
Please don't take him 
Even though you can  

Jolene
Jolene

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JOLENE ELECTRO

a bright electropop daydream where nature becomes surreal and alive — lanterns, satellites, and digital whispers — reminding us to breathe, release, and rediscover calm 
------
LYRICS:
------
Lantern light 
Is drifting through the branches

Smoke spells letters 
In the morning air

Ducks draw circles 
On a mirrored surface
Little pixels 
Glisten everywhere

Breathe it in
Find your peace
A melody 
Humming under the leaves

Every step, a gentle release
Nature’s hands are holding you

Families laughing
Echoes skip like records
Stories scatter 
Like confetti sky

Birds are satellites with silver feathers
The world is waking with a digital sigh

Breathe it in
Find your peace
A melody 
Humming under the leaves

Every step
A gentle release
Nature’s hands 
Are holding you

A log becomes a spaceship waiting
Daylight shadows dance in code

Ripples talk in secret languages
Listen-
Calm is all you know

Breathe it in
Find your peace
A melody 
Humming under the leaves

Every step
A gentle release
Nature’s hands 
Are holding you

Everything around you is touched
Breathe it in, find your peace
Every step, a gentle release
By nature’s ever-loving hands

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The Pixel Forest

a lost German television MUSIKLADEN broadcast from 1983—forgotten for decades, resurfaces as the ancestor of Noah Kahan's STICK SEASON 
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'SEASON OF STICKS'
OLGA WERNER
c.1983
MUSIKLADEN / Unaired Episode
------------------------
LYRICS:
You promised I was more than all the miles  
Your signal broke in static halfway through  
Exit lights behind me, future to the right  

Season of sticks — frozen heart  
Season of sticks — chemical shadows  
Tire tracks remain, one pair of shoes  
Half of me gone — that will have to do  

I stacked the light against the black  
Shadows in my bloodstream
Father’s voice intact  
You once said forever 
You never call back  

Season of sticks — frozen heart  
Season of sticks — chemical shadows  
Tire tracks remain, one pair of shoes  
Half of me gone — that will have to do  

Other half was you  
Pain moving through  
Doubt it
Doubt it
Doubt it

Season of sticks 
Frozen heart  
Season of sticks 
Chemical shadows

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STICK SEASON (1983) | NOAH KAHAN'S ANCESTOR | UNAIRED EPISODE | MUSIKLADEN | GERMAN MUSIC TELEVISION

SYZZZO SPYCE brings unapologetic sass and swagger with her debut single "Lights Out!" 
Her playful anthem doesn’t just hit hard-
It knocks you out!
------
LYRICS:
------
Yeah, it’s SyzzzO Spyce, baby…  
Triple Z ‘cause I put ‘em to sleep, 
Then wake ‘em back up.  

Step in the room,
I'm the sequel you missed,  
Algorithm princess with a glittery twist.  
Say it twice, make it viral, 
That’s a Billboard trick,  
I’m the remix of a remix — 
Yeah, I still hit.  

I’m loud, I’m proud, 
I'm a franchise face,  
Catch me in surround sound, 
Owning the space.  
You want depth? 
Nah, 
I’m surface chick,  
Empty calories — 
But you play me on repeat.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

¡Luces Fuera! 
¡Luces Fuera! 

Playlist puppet with a diamond chain,  
Rhyme so simple it’ll rot your brain.  
But you still bounce when the bassline hit,  
If this is trash, why you streaming it?  

I’m loud, I’m proud, 
I’m a franchise face,  
Catch me in surround sound, 
Owning the space.  
You want truth? 
Nah, 
I'm meme deluxe,  
Plastic crown queen, 
Still collectin’ the bucks.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

¡Luces Fuera! 
¡Luces Fuera! 

This the part 
Where I get deep and real
Nah, psych, 
Gimmie that club appeal.  
Add the cowbell, 
Let the rhythm switch,  
Spyce in the kitchen 
Serving global glitch.  

Lights out — Spyce on.  
Too hot — stay gone.  
Call me sequel, 
Never flop.  
I drop the mic, 
Then drop ya jaw.  

Lights out!
¡Spyce Fuera! 
¡Luces Fuera! 

Stream on...

Stream it twice, baby

Lights out!

¡Luces Fuera!

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Lights Out! (SYZZZO SPYCE)

Recorded in the shadows of 1987, the original Le Creep by Hologram Twins is a lost gem of French Dreamwave. Ethereal synths, foggy reverb, and breathy vocals capture the brooding melancholy of the era, channeling the spirit of Cocteau Twins while reimagining Radiohead’s classic through a shadowy, cinematic lens. Once nearly forgotten, it drifts timelessly between darkness and dream, a haunting echo of late-80s ethereal pop.
------
LYRICS:
------
Quand t’étais là avant  
(When you were here before)  
Je pouvais pas te voir  
(I couldn’t see you)  
T’es comme un ange  
(You’re like an angel)  
Ta peau me fait pleurer  
(Your touch makes me weep)  

Tu flottes comme plume  
(You float like a feather)  
Dans ce monde si beau  
(In this beautiful world)  
J’aimerais être spéciale  
(I wish I could be special)  
Toi, t’es si spéciale  
(But you, you’re so special)  

Mais moi, je suis un monstre  
(But me, I’m just a monster)  
Je suis un bizarre  
(A weirdo in the dark)  
Qu’est-ce que je fais là ?  
(What am I even doing here?)  
Je n’ai pas ma place  
(I don’t belong, I fear)  

Peu m’importe si ça fait mal  
(I don’t care if it hurts)  
Je veux tout contrôler  
(I want to control it all)  
Je veux un corps parfait  
(I want a perfect body)  
Je veux une âme parfaite  
(A soul untouched, flawless)  
Je veux que tu voies  
(I want you to see)  
Quand je ne suis pas là  
(Even when I’m away)  

T’es si spéciale  
(You’re so special)  
J’aimerais être spéciale  
(I wish I could be special)  
Mais moi, je suis un monstre  
(But me, I’m just a monster)  
Je suis un bizarre  
(A weirdo in the dark)  
Qu’est-ce que je fais là ?  
(What am I even doing here?)  
Je n’ai pas ma place  
(I don’t belong, I fear)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Oh, oh  
(Oh, oh)  

Elle s’enfuit encore  
(She’s running away again)  
Elle s’enfuit  
(She runs away)

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LE CREEP | HOLOGRAM TWINS

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



CREEP 1957 Original Recording by Timmy York [Ronnie Lane's Mobile Studio : Analog Sessions]

Sincere Imposter

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