Digital Resurrection

Don't Need It

A nostalgic journey through digital disillusionment and the longing for simpler times. If you vibe with this, drop a ❤️ — it means a lot 🙏.
Lyrics: 
Taking the red pill was not wise
 I´m the chosen one that still dies
 Looking for a shortcut in the long game
 Why do I feel so lost? Why do I yearn?


This life already feels like a curse
But I’ll find a way, or I´ll make it worse


I just wanna go back for so many years, 
To the lost paradise, to a home, to a real face. 
We knew who we were in our little space 
Tenderness of golden days can't be replaced


 Loneliness is palpable, not digital.
 Not every connection needs to be physical.
 Anxiety is the new big word to blame.
 While our lost souls have nothing to claim

Simpler times felt much more layered,  
I miss the moments that have faded 
Running to catch life before it starts,  
Forming who I am without falling apart


 I just wanna go back for so many years, 
To the lost paradise, to a home, to a real face. 
We knew who we were in our little space 
Tenderness of golden days can't be replaced

Lost Paradise

The Dark Blooming Sun Rose

We follow the character into the second stage of grief: Anger

Don't Tell Me It Gets Better

A whisper that gets under your skin and a bass you feel in your bones. Immerse yourself in the beautiful violence of this obsession

Don't Save Me

in the dark

[Verse 1]

I was printed on a borrowed line,
Serial love in a barcode spine.
They told me pain was just a phase,
But it lingers here in data haze.

Streetlights melt on window glass,
Ghost reflections, faces that pass.
Every smile’s a counterfeit brand,
But your touch—unscanned.

[Pre-Chorus]

How many lives must I recall
Before I know which one was mine at all?
Your voice—compressed, then gone,
Still loops when the night comes on.

[Chorus]

Paper heart—creased and torn,
Folds of love that were never born.
If you light the match, I’ll fade—
Just ashes of a life remade.

Paper heart—in the rain,
Bleeding ink that spells your name.
If I burn, at least I’ll know—
What it means to let you go.

[Verse 2]

The static hums our memory’s hymn,
I mouth the words though the lights grow dim.
They sold me peace in plastic sleep,
But I dream where the secrets seep.

A ghost can only fall so far,
Before it learns what memories are.
And I am just the proof they keep—
A copy meant to feel too deep.

[Bridge]

“Love is obsolete,” they say.
“It’s an error in the code.”
But errors are the only things I know.

I trace your name across the glow,
A pattern no repair can show.
If love’s the glitch that breaks the chain,
Then let the system crash again.

[Final Chorus / Outro]

Paper heart—creased and torn,
Still beating where I was born.
If this fire forgets my face,
At least I burned with some grace.

Paper Heart

Lonely Song With Your Smile

You’re My Gentle Reaction (A Love Letter)

(Verse 1)
There’s a hum behind the ceiling fan,
A song no one remembers how to end.
The air tastes like old porcelain,
And the walls pretend they’re friends.

(Pre-Chorus)
I stitched the curtains to the dusk,
So morning wouldn’t find me out.
Every clock here keeps its trust —
They never make a sound.

(Chorus)
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
Nowhere to run, just circles tighter.
Lights flicker slow — they never warn us,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.

(Verse 2)
There’s a chair that’s learned my shape,
It holds me better than my name.
The flowers dried, but stayed in bloom —
They know the art of looking sane.

(Pre-Chorus)
I write letters I’ll never send,
Seal them with the same old sigh.
Even shadows start to blend,
When you stop asking why.

(Chorus)
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
Nowhere to run, just circles tighter.
Lights flicker slow — they never warn us,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.

(Bridge)
If I spoke, the air might break —
So I hum through the static instead.
Even silence has its ache,
It just hums a note inside my head.

(Final Chorus)
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
Where echoes dream and time grows lighter.
Lights flicker soft, the dark adorns us,
I fade, I fade — but feel brighter.

A little quieter

Gedankenfetzen, Gesagtes, Gelesenes und natürlich auch Gefühltes verbinden sich beim Schreiben meiner Texte und beim Erarbeiten des passenden Sounds zu einem Song, in dem sich zwar nicht mein Ich spiegelt, aber in den meine Kreativität und mein Herzblut geflossen sind. 
Ich nehme mich selbst nicht allzu ernst und lache so lange ich kann - auch wenn die Diagnose Parkinson mir das vermiesen möchte... #fckPD #killparkinson

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You’re My Gentle Reaction (A Love Letter)

Steph Overthinking