WAVES

Dreaming Again

OD w me
repentance
kittyflip
SF freestyle

OD w me

Static Bloom

The Wall

i love the taste of perfume

[Verse 1]
There’s a man on the corner with a jacket too big,
Counting the cracks like they’re notes on a grid.
He talks to the air like it’s something he trusts,
And the silence replies with a layer of dust.
“I’m not crazy, I’d rather be dead,”
The man said sternly to the voice in his head.
But the words fall flat, like a song out of tune,
While the sky hums softly with a paper-thin moon.

[Chorus]
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s lost, then he hides it in the fold of his smile,
Walking with the madness like a friend for a while.

[Verse 2]
He folds paper birds out of receipts in his hands,
Lets them all fly where the lamppost stands.
The world keeps spinning, but he stands still,
Wrapped in a blanket that the night can’t fill.
And when he laughs, it’s a fragile sound,
Like glass in the wind, falling down, down, down.
But he catches himself with a shake of his head,
Repeats that same phrase he already said.

[Chorus 2]
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s lost, then he hides in the hum of the night,
Holding hands with madness till the morning light.

[Bridge]
Maybe he’s broken, maybe he’s free,
Maybe he’s something I wish I could be.
Dancing with shadows, refusing the cure,
He says he’s not crazy—
But I’m not so sure.

[Final Chorus] 
And I just watch him fade into the streetlight glow,
Carrying a secret only he could know.
If he’s gone, then he’s found in a world of his own,
Building quiet kingdoms where he’s never alone.

Paper Birds (feat. Nostalgia Boy)

Some More Time

At Some Point

LOVE

We'd Do It Together

Forever My Baby

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss
its excites me to the point of trembling

Mascara smears when you cries — but you laughs like you knew that would happen
I just like looking at your, even if you is silent and looks away
(that's you)
I like being your accessory, something you can use, throw away, put on again - I don't mind
I adore those black eyes, not because they are dark,
but because pain dissolves so beautifully in them

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss shade tonight
its excites me to the point of trembling

When your voice shatters in whispers,
I want to hold every broken piece in my chest,
let it cut me open, let it bleed out slow,
so you can see how devotion looks when it finally hurts enough.
Your lipstick tastes like rust,
but it burns sweeter than sugar when it cuts across my mouth.
(bleed into me, breathe into me)
I wanna your nails, I wanna your scars
I wanna the bruise where love pretends to hurt
i wanna ur eyes like collapsing stars
i wanna ur all cuz this only be mine

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss shade tonight
its excites me to the point of trembling
hu-uh





mascara  (on spotify)

When flooded out
When you flood it out, so miserable
Trauma shocks the brain
As I run away

Ever since I was a kid
Wolves circled my head
Darkness encircles it
False bottoms within

When the lungs run out
Of oxygen, understandable
And the silhouette
Stops swimming

There's no one out
Hide the lights
The Culm Measures speaking to me like a murder 
Long since forgotten about





Culm Measures

For You

When the Reaper Comes Calling

Driven by rhythm and emotion, SYNAR blends infectious grooves with immersive soundscapes to create music that moves both body and soul. Drawing inspiration from house, deep house, and global electronic influences, their tracks are built on warm basslines, hypnotic melodies, and textures that tell a story without words. Whether behind the decks or in the studio, SYNAR crafts experiences that linger long after the last beat fades.

At Some Point

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