am I gaslighting by even writing this song? or am I being gaslighted.... the man in the mirror won't give me a straight answer.

Gaslight Anthem (DEMO)

This isn't just a song.
It’s a breakdown turned breakthrough.

"FUCK YOU" is for anyone who's been ghosted, gaslit, betrayed, and still expected to smile through it.
With lo-fi tension, distorted bass drops, and a scream-laced chorus that punches through the noise, this is pure emotional combustion in a genre-blending rage anthem.

If you’ve ever been told it’s your fault when you were the only one trying—
This one’s for you.

Headphones on. Volume up. Scream it loud.
Fuck. You.

Fuck You

"San Diego" is a raw, piano-driven reflection on gaslighting, regret, and the unraveling of trust in a one-sided love. With confessional lyrics and emotional clarity, it traces the quiet devastation of being pushed away while still holding on.

San Diego

BEATSBYINCEL X SHUBUCKLE - VINS A PDF 💔🥀🪫

Abrimos o ciclo sobre relações duvidosas, de seu nome DON'T YOU KNOW THAT I'M TOXIC. E o membro mais brilhante do painel (e por acaso o que escreve este copy) lembrou-se de trazer um filme cujo título originou a expressão idiomática que significa enganar alguém, para além de ter chamado a jogo o tio Cukor, que ainda não tinha tocado na chicha. Um drama (pouco) familiar envolto num thriller psicológico, que valeu à nossa amiga Ingrid o Oscar de Melhor Atriz.

#247 - Gaslight (1944)

Response to South London and Maudsley (SLaM) NHS Foundation Trust continuing to bullsh!t NHS mental health clients with diagnosed PTSD. AI converted text to audio. 

To Lambeth South London and Maudsley NHS Foundation Trust (SLaM)

[Intro]
Uh.
Yeah.
You thought you got away?
Let me introduce someone real familiar…
She don’t knock. She walks in.

⸻

[Verse 1 – The Betrayed Woman]
You played a queen while you creepin’ like a pawn
Said it’s my fault? Boy, be gone
Gaslit me, flipped the scene
Like I made you cheat — what the hell that mean?

Told your boys I was wild, unstable
You the liar sittin’ at a cracked table
Blame-shift king with a broke-down crown
Now karma’s here, and she takin’ you down

⸻

[Pre-Chorus]
You dumped me dirty, spread them lies
Now look who’s beggin’ while truth replies
You ain’t slick, just sick in the soul
Karma got heels and she came for the toll

⸻

[Chorus]
Karma’s a bitch — and she dress in black
Silk gloves on, with a whip in back
You did me wrong? Now she doin’ worse
Put your name in a prayer, then hit reverse
She don’t knock — she kick in doors
Run your game? She run full tours
Sippin’ tea while your rep gets ditched
Karma’s a bitch — and she fully switched

⸻

[Verse 2 – The Betrayed Woman]
You ghosted me, now you haunted nightly
Shadows movin’, and it’s not politely
New girl left, said you too fake
Now you sleepin’ cold, full of that ache

All that flex? Just rental scenes
All that ice? Just melt in dreams
You ran your mouth, now run that tab
Karma cashin’ out with a Gucci grab

⸻

[Bridge – Flow switch, melodic hook vibe]
Mirror talk — that’s your new best friend
You lied on me, now it’s your dead end
I ain’t gotta touch you, I just heal
While karma ride out with a blade in heels

⸻

[Chorus – Repeated]
Karma’s a bitch — with a law degree
She built a case while you ran free
Now you the exhibit, final part
Caught in the act with a guilty heart
She don’t text — she just arrives
Turn fake kings into humble guys
You lost the crown, now scratch that itch
Karma’s a bitch — and she don’t switch

⸻

[Verse 3 – Karma’s POV]
I’m the whisper in the dark when you think it’s clear
I’m the chill in your bones when your pride turns fear
Watched you lie, cheat, gaslight, dip
Now it’s my turn — better tighten that lip

I don’t move fast, nah, I pace with class
But when I hit, baby boy, I don’t miss — I crash
You said “I’ll never pay”? That’s cute, I laugh
Now I’m billing every tear, every shattered half

I’m the phone that don’t ring when you need that call
I’m the silence in the crowd when you start to fall
I’m the truth in her eyes when she walks away
I’m the last damn chance that you threw away

No threats, just fate — no blade, just grace
But I’ll flip your world with a poker face
You made her bleed, now you taste the pitch
I’m Karma, baby — and I’m that bitch.

⸻

[Final Chorus – Karma Takes Over]
Karma’s a bitch — but she don’t bluff
Built from steel and a heart grown tough
Mess with good? I rewrite scripts
Cross that line — and I break your grip
She don’t plead — she don’t twitch
She don’t fade — and she don’t glitch
Now say her name with a nervous twitch:
Karma’s a bitch — and she don’t miss.

⸻

[Outro – Spoken, cold and clean]
You never saw me coming.
But you sure felt me leave.

KARMA’S A BITCH

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This Is A Recreation Of The Original Song "Black Blood" By @GlitchWhisper On Youtube

Bleed Like An Angel

prechorus
Tell me I’m crazy, babe, one more time
Rewrite the script, make your bullshit rhyme
Oh, you’re just “tired”? You’re just “not sure”?
Then why’s her bracelet on my floor?

chorus
Gaslight me, bayyyeebeeeeee
Twist it like a champ, just slay me
Say I “misheard” it, say I’m “too deep”
While your lies crawl outta your teeth
Gaslight me, babaaaaeeeeee
Oh you’re the victim? Set me free
Next time you ghost, send a postcard
From the land where you still have a heart

verse
You got your stories filed and fed
You monologue while I see red
"That’s not what happened"—cue the spin
Meanwhile I’m Googling where you’ve been

prechorus
Say I’m “too much” with your sweet stare
Then text your ex while I’m right there
You're so good, you almost fooled me
But I binge truth like a docu-series

chorus
Gaslight me, bayyyeebeeeeee
Oh baby, tell it tenderly
Like I can’t spot a rerun show
When you act shocked that I know
Gaslight me, babaaaaeeeeee
Do it cute, like it’s foreplay, see?
But I’m not soft, I’m not blind—
I write songs, babe, not alibis

bridge
Your love’s like Wi-Fi in a cave
I reach and reach, but it never behaves
You say “relax,” I say “we’re done”
I ain’t your mirror, I’m the sun

final chorus
Gaslight me,  bayyyeebeeeeee
One last time before you flee
Frame me up in your goodbye
But truth don’t flinch—and neither do I
Gaslight me, babaaaaeeeeee
Call it love, but it's just debris
Take your show on a solo tour
I’ve got receipts—and I want more

Gaslight me,  bayyyeebeeeeee
One last time before you flee
Frame me up in your goodbye

Gaslight Me, Baby

15: Do You Even Like Me Ft. Loren Skylor

Dear Permission to be Powerful Reader,

Gaslighting isn’t just someone telling you, “That never happened.” 

It’s far more insidious than that.

It’s someone telling you:

👉 “You don’t actually feel that way.”

👉 “That’s not what you meant.”

👉 “You’re just being sensitive.”

👉 “You’re lying to yourself.”

It’s not just erasing events—it’s erasing you.

It’s the slow, relentless process of making you doubt your own emotions, thoughts, and memories. Until one day, you wake up and don’t trust yourself at all.


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Permission to be Powerful - Gaslighting Isn’t Just Denial—It’s Rewriting Your Reality

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Music, quirky, inspired, enjoy!

Radio friendly & TV friendly tracks.  HD quality.  No swear words.

If you’re messaging me, tell me which song you liked.  It’s hard to know who is copying & pasting, and possibly a bot.

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Currently turning heartbreak into sound.
Debut album "Stages of Grief" OUT NOW.
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my pain vs the robots

A series by erlsworld showcasing the journey of making 1000 songs.

Midlife Madness is a late-blooming indie songwriter channeling rage, wit, and healing into smoky vocals and punchy lyrics. Her songs simmer with grown-woman knowing and the sharp edge of lived experience—feminist anthems, revenge lullabies, and poetic clapbacks wrapped in indie acoustic vibes. Blending sarcasm, sensuality, and sorrow, her work speaks to those who’ve been silenced, gaslit, or told to stay small. Midlife Madness isn’t here to be nice—she’s here to sing what couldn’t be said.

This is just small space to speak about the biggest taboo subject in life: death. :-) 
Something we ALL will experience and we all will experience loss. But we silence death to death. Soundcliud is limited, I'm working on another platform to dedicate to this taboo subject we all face.
My # 1 subject is to STOP making bereaved people feel guilty when people without crisis want to have a good time but feel the bereaved spoil their party! Stop putting the burden and blame on bereaved, on sick, on vulnerable people so you can feel selfish. I cover a lot of anger, and it's time for bereaved people to keep speaking out. Louder.

Podcast semanal com opiniões irrelevantes sobre filmes, escolhidos por nós e pelos ouvintes, inseridos num ciclo mensal com tema e nome duvidosos. Novos episódios todas as segundas-feiras.

Paleio entediante de David Neto, António Pinhão Botelho e Francisco Correia, com a felicidade da companhia de convidados vários a fechar os ciclos.

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