We're Not Really Strangers (demo)

prod cmb nothing on son is monetized exept Spotify

sorry

sonder

Debt (in Stitches)

produced by chromecue (n me a little)

cover art drawn by my brother & edited by ilxrrrr

//lyrics 

you been keeping my eyes wide open
you been leading a life im hopin
i can have a part in i chose it
dont know where we started
well, i forgot it but
oh well
dont tell nobody else
i need you to myself, oh
been waiting on a call all week
ill take it like its all on me
just give it up
tied around you and its pitiful
aint been getting much sleep, lately
around 3 terrified of that dream
i swear to god if i dont get sleep, ill
have you running back to me
my tears have only grown old
right here you saw me stone cold
my fears, ive never once shown
dont treat me like a sword in the stone bae if it all
depends on the weather
you cant move on when its said and, done
if you cant get better
dont, come to me with all your letters ill run
till we cross ill be far away from that era
when you fall i wont wanna get back together

like im in a coma
wrapped 'round me like a cobra
dont talk like i aint been in this so long
i got some memories that i could pull up
speaking of
i just wanna talk to you, baby
one stop till it all goes, crazy
dont drop what we all know
I, get a call when its autumn
it says you right there, (f*ck it)
it says you right there
we aint talk in so long
its like i dont even know ya
i dont care cause we're so in
scared and we know it
and i dont wanna give it up
tied around you and its pitiful
you dont act surprised its by design
tell me everything
it alligns i treat it like your medicine
like a crutch telling me it hasnt been, over
we gotta cut it off while we're still young
we'll grow old
its just fun, till your part of my soul now i need to grow up
we've grown cold
dont treat me like a sword in the stone bae if it all
depends on the weather
you cant move on when its said and, done
if you cant get better
dont, come to me with all your letters ill run
till we cross ill be far away from that era
when you fall i wont wanna get back together

cobra

Common Ground

Inspired by chords from Strixx: https://soundcloud.com/strixxakapolaroidboi

Chosen Few

ty guys for the love i think ill finish and drop this

problem

Pessimist, Pessimizing


"Time Bomb" serves as a poignant testament to the struggles and triumphs of I have faced , being a neurodivergent black man navigating the tumultuous landscapes of America. Through each track, I lay bare the raw emotions of my journey, from the echoes of grief to the whispers of resilience that define his existence.

Central to the album's narrative is the enigmatic presence of Le Noir, a haunting hallucination that haunts Strixx's psyche. Le Noir's tragic backstory, rooted in a Faustian bargain with the devil and a longing to reunite with a lost friend, adds depth to his motivations and casts a shadow of uncertainty over my reality.

As I confront my inner demons and grapple with the complexities of my identity, I found solace in the unwavering support of friends and family. Their presence serves as a beacon of hope amidst the darkness, a reminder that even in our darkest moments, we are not alone.

Through themes of duality, resilience, and the relentless passage of time, "Time Bomb" invites listeners on a journey of self-discovery and introspection. It is a testament to the power of love and community, a reminder that our voices matter and our stories deserve to be told.

So sit back and immerse yourself in the haunting melodies and poignant lyrics of "Time Bomb," as I and Le Noir navigate the tangled web of our intertwined destinies. For in the symphony of our shared experiences, lies the essence of our shared humanity and the indomitable spirit of the human soul.



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Paramore- The only exception

Y̸o̸,̸ I̸’m̸ S̸t̸r̸i̸x̸x̸—C̸h̸i̸c̸a̸g̸o̸ b̸o̸rn a̸n̸d̸ r̸a̸i̸s̸e̸d̸∙̸ I̸ d̸o̸n̸’t̸ j̸u̸s̸t̸ mak̸e m̸u̸s̸i̸c̸,̸ I̸ m̸a̸k̸e̸ m̸o̸m̸e̸n̸t̸s̸∙ In̸flu̸e̸n̸c̸e̸d̸ b̸y̸̸̸ S̸a̸b̸a̸,̸ N̸o̸name, B̸r̸a̸ke̸nc̸e̸,̸ a̸n̸d̸ B̸i̸l̸l̸y̸̸̸ T̸alent̸,̸ m̸y̸ so̸u̸nd̸?̸ I̸t̸’s̸ a̸ b̸l̸e̸n̸d of̸ a̸l̸t̸-̸h̸i̸p h̸o̸p̸,̸ i̸n̸d̸i̸e̸ r̸o̸c̸k, be̸d̸r̸o̸o̸m̸ p̸o̸p,̸ a̸n̸d R̸&̸B̸,̸ w̸r̸a̸pped̸ u̸p̸ i̸n̸ r̸a̸w̸ e̸m̸o̸t̸i̸o̸n̸∙̸  I̸ t̸a̸l̸k m̸e̸n̸t̸a̸l̸ h̸e̸a̸lth̸ a̸n̸d̸ s̸o̸c̸i̸a̸l jus̸t̸i̸c̸e̸ ’c̸a̸u̸s̸e̸ t̸h̸e̸y̸̸’re̸ r̸e̸al, a̸n̸d̸ I̸’m̸ n̸o̸t̸ h̸e̸r̸e f̸o̸r̸ t̸h̸e̸ f̸a̸me̸∙̸ I̸’m̸ h̸e̸r̸e̸ t̸o̸ s̸p̸ar̸k̸ c̸h̸a̸ng̸e—bu̸i̸l̸d̸ a̸ c̸o̸m̸m̸u̸n̸i̸t̸y o̸f̸ p̸e̸ople w̸h̸o̸ k̸n̸o̸w̸ m̸u̸s̸i̸c̸ i̸s̸n̸’t̸ j̸u̸s̸t̸ soun̸d̸;̸ i̸t̸’s̸ a̸ r̸e̸v̸o̸l̸u̸tio̸n̸∙̸  Gen̸r̸e̸s̸ d̸o̸n̸’t̸ d̸e̸f̸i̸n̸e̸ m̸e̸∙̸ E̸x̸p̸ecta̸t̸i̸o̸ns̸ d̸o̸n̸’t̸ c̸o̸n̸t̸r̸o̸l̸ me∙̸ If y̸̸̸o̸u̸’r̸e̸ h̸e̸r̸e̸ f̸o̸r̸ v̸i̸b̸e̸s̸ that h̸i̸t̸,̸ w̸e̸l̸c̸o̸m̸e̸ t̸o̸ t̸h̸e̸ r̸i̸d̸e̸∙ 🎶

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