I Miss The Sound Of Your Voice ft. MoriToMiserY (Prod. Jerry The Producer)

Vampire (poster girl)

🔥 “Lost in my Ambition” — Melodic Rap x Emotional R&B | Juice WRLD x The Weeknd Vibes

New single out now – for the creators, the overthinkers, and the ones chasing something bigger.

A melodic blend of rap, R&B, and lo-fi vibes – touching on creative burnout, mental health, and that late-night feeling when ambition turns into anxiety.

Inspired by artists like Juice WRLD, The Weeknd, and the ambient tones of cloud rap and soul trap, this track brings raw emotion, cinematic energy, and a storytelling flow over a dark, mellow beat.

Whether you're grinding through your goals, feeling lost in the process, or just vibing out with some anime samples and late-night sounds — this one's for you.

🎥 Watch the full story behind the song in my new YouTube vlog:

📺 “At what point does it become too much? | Lost in my Ambition”: 

🧠 Unfiltered behind-the-scenes, doubts, take after take, and the real creative process — no cuts, no masks.

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Produced by @lucasluckmusic

Written, Performed, Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by @silent.i.vlogs

Lost in my Ambition

Hello there, and welcome to the heartbreak hotel.


This hotel is built on heartbreak, but designed for solitude. The walls don’t echo — they absorb. And while the bed’s big enough for two, there’s only ever one set of footprints in the hallway. Yours.

You came here to heal, or hide, or maybe to be reminded of why you don’t trust soft hands and sweet mouths anymore. And though part of you wants to stay, stay, stay…

There’s a whisper — from the voices you locked in the attic of your chest — that tells you: “Leave. Before you forget who you were before all this.”

But our friendly staff will be here to assist you whenever you need it!

They will tidy up the mess you made — the rage, the tears, the yelling into pillows. But they leave the stains. Those are yours-
"She didn’t really love you."
"Your friends laughed behind your back."
"You should’ve never let your guard down."
You didn’t invite them, but they come daily, like guilt.

We hope you enjoy your stay,..........


Sincerely,
The Management at Heartbreak Hotel
"Where love once checked in, but never checks out"

Bedroom

always had a problem never had noone  else
always fucking round with someone bad for my health
never had a chance to fucking findmyself
i dont need a bad girl i just need wealth

noone had to love me so i love myself
no one ever went through all the pain i felt
 these fucking problems i donf know what to do
no one ever had a story i knew that i could relate

girl youre like a drug i had to put you
down
i got money on my mind so i dont need you now
had me tripping so hard i had to change myself
i dont need a hug, no i dont need your help

Im always catching  myself falling for it
the smile with the body and the hair so gorgeous
girls ruin my life have to ignore it
stack my money up just like a forklift 


All this all money gettin spent on some poor shi
now i buy plastic everything i cant afford shit,
no fancy couch no silver spoon, just plastic forks bitch
paper plates, paper cups, broke as fuck, 
bitch
and all this shit aint fucking adding up but,..

i got a lot of problems
and they all addin up
everyone stacking  up
everyone getting married to get out of the cut
everyone knows that im stuck in this room with feeling until i done had enough
everyone knows that the darkness is killing me making me feel like im never enough


(Full Hook)



nobody loves me for who i really am
and now my mente state is crashin but who give a damn
everybody got they problems mine are not  significant 
everybody says i can do it but them demons tell me that i cant


Mental state
stencile trace 
concentrate
im just an artist

22
broke for 2
holding you
got no apartment

got no coop
over shoot
broken too
i have a heartache

room for one 
loaded gun
just for fun
hotel heartbreak

Problems

evil 2 me

don't cry thinking about me

Subah Se Shaam Tak” is a reflection of long nights, heavy hearts, and the quiet strength that comes after being broken.

Zayem blends melodic English bars with soulful Urdu verses, delivering an emo-rap experience rooted in pain, self-growth, and silent victories.

“Shaam se subah tak, I was down real low
Now they ask how, I just tell ‘em: glow”

This is for anyone who's healed alone in the dark and came back stronger.


SHAM SAY SUBAH TK

lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, so hard to tell. 
Why the fuck you sell your memories 
for fake jeans, for fake tea, for a fake replacement me 
Take it, take it back. 
Take it, take it back. 
Take it, take it back. 
Fake love, fake so bad. 
Fake love, fake so sad. 
Fake birth, bitch ass. 
Come on, so sad. 
Come on, so sad.

Hittin' your phone all day long, God. 
I'm in dialtone hell, feel my soul lost. 
Why the fuck you can't tell when I'm breaking? 
I pray and beg and beg and suffocate. 
Fake bitches that wanna cry break. 
Shameful hate is recreational hey. 
I'm glad that ain't my own fate. 
Can't really express feelings deeply. 
So I keep inside and hide, hoping I die. 
Ruined relationships, no one by my side. 
So I go and hide and hide away, no, not today. 
No, cause the drugs don't pay, it won't show. 
I won't let it, the hurt, crash, and perseverance though. 
Go get it, I don't know where to start, where to go. 
Where's my head at? I wanna blow, wanna blow it all out. 
My head's filled with doubt. 
Yeah, my head's filled with doubt. 
Can't get out this cloud. Can't get out this cloud. 
What you doin' to me now? 
Every fuckin' pick that I take. 
Every fuckin' mistake that I make. 
Every fuckin' smile that I fake.
Questioning every step that I take. 
Every fuckin' pic that I take. 
Every fuckin' mistake that I make.
Every fuckin' smile I fake. 
Looking at the old me, same me, new me. 
Glitching pics of old me with the TV.
Can't really express feelings deeply, 
so why the fuck you sell your memories? 
For fake dreams, for fake tea, for a fake replacement me.
Take it back, take it back, 
take it back, take it back. 
So sad, so sad. 
What you do to me? 
What you do to me? 
What you do  to me?

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(Prod. Wayside x Jolst)

Memories/Semi-Freestyle

Film & Music Production Studio founded in Amherst, Massachusetts. Home of Lost N Found, Life of the Party, and Catch 22.

I make music for the ones who feel too much but say too little.

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