"Filtered Reality" explores the contradiction between online persona and real life. Through honest lyrics and emotional delivery, it captures the exhausting experience of maintaining a perfect social media presence while struggling with real-life challenges. The song speaks to everyone who's ever posted a smiling selfie during a breakdown or crafted captions that hide their truth. From designer tags to rent checks, it contrasts the glamorous online world with raw reality, questioning which version of ourselves is real in this digital age.

Filtered Reality

Paper Hearts

This introspective song explores themes of internal conflict, spiritual struggle, and moral duality. The narrator grapples with self-worth while acknowledging hidden darkness ("evil under the hood"), caught between aspirations for growth and relapse into destructive patterns. Repeated motifs of resistance to faith/reason, hopeless interventions, and sorrowful reflection reveal a cyclical battle with personal demons and identity crises.

I STAND IN THE WAY

had to reupload because the flac render ate into a snare drum for some reason. its better now.
one of those songs that i have tried to cover many times but failed until now. i didnt wanna draw a thumbnail so have some old art i scrounged up from vision crew archive server

IDENTITY CRISIS (cover)

Lyrics:

I died
Hole in my chest
I die again
I keep coming back to life 
I have no identity
I couldn’t tell you who I am
There’s so many things I wanna be
But who am I

I died
Hole in my chest
I die again
I keep coming back to life 
I have no identity 
I couldn’t tell you who I am
There’s so many things I wanna be
But who am I

I keep changing my thoughts
And the things I like to do
Daily confusion
Feel like I always die

I died
Hole in my chest
I die again
I keep coming back to life
I have no identity
I couldn’t tell you who I am
There’s so many things I wanna be
But who am I

I died
Hole in my chest
I die again
I keep coming back to life
I have no identity
I couldn’t tell you who I am
There’s so many things I wanna be
But who am I

I keep changing my thoughts
And the things I like to do
Daily confusion
Feel like I always die

No identity (Prod. Inciede)

It's not a cover. Forgot who I was halfway through.

Volume One: The Pieces Series

Super Sonic Ultra-Nova

* GOLLY, THAT'S RIGHT!
* KRIS...
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have fun!

AMAZING thumbnail by the AMAZING @colorworld-978853478
Voicelines by @rubisco-dumb

And, unfortunately...

ice_palace_loop_B by @xnqqq
b.umper, ONE BAD DAY, IDENTITY CRISIS(?) *most likely* by @visioncrew-deltarune
THIN ICE by @inbe7weener

[BORNTIAR] ONE TRUE LEAK

the ultimate revolution by @swapfell-i-hate-you
dissension by @airenn171
identity crisis by @drch3_01
falling petals by @redmatazz

bunch of things i most likely wont finish

The mirror doesn't lie — but it doesn’t always show you who you are.
"Chasing Shadows" is a raw reflection on ambition, conformity, and the slow erasure of self in the pursuit of success.
With haunting lyrics and a vulnerable tone, it tells the story of a soul molded by others — now breaking free, or breaking down.

For those chasing something... and wondering what’s left of themselves.

Chasing Shadows

"Since That Day" by Block Reapers is a reflective rap track about the moment everything changed — success, pressure, and identity collide. A haunting blend of trap production and emotionally honest lyrics, it captures the bittersweet weight of transformation.

Since that day

''identity crisis'' by tru 

produced by junn
written by tru 
vocalists: tru 
lyricists: tru 
mixed and mastered by tru
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identity crisis

[VERSE 1]
lost in space——

whispers trace
a fading shape
i couldn’t save—

hands still reach—
but it’s too late.

[CHORUS]
a heart holds on
to what slipped past.
you were here...
but never
meant to last.

[VERSE 2]
memories glitch,
your voice in static.
was it love—
or a force of habit?

[CHORUS – repeat, slight build; sudden drop tease ]
a heart holds on
to what slipped past.
you were here...
but never
meant to last.

[OUTRO with evocative, serene drop]
ghosts don’t leave.
they just get quiet.
and i keep
drifting
through the silence.

lost in space

A portrait of high-functioning burnout. This song explores the quiet despair beneath perceived success, as someone desperately tries to remember who they were before the roles and masks.

Running on Empty

A raw voice memo entirely self written in under an hour and recorded in one take during a breakdown from my hospital bed, while dealing with chronic illness, severe pain, and a mental health spiral. Melody was created exclusively from my voice and emotions. No studio. No instruments. Just me, my voice, my pure, raw emotions, and everything I’ve been feeling for years that I finally found the courage to say. 
This is Makeupless Heart.
Here are the very words that kept me functioning and alive… they’ve already changed one life due to its resonance and vulnerability, I truly hope they can change yours too! Thank you so much for listening! 

V1: 
The clock was set an hour ahead 
Daylight savings, confined to a bed
Passage of time as fast as spilling wine, 
My brain diminished in size four fucking times 
Degradation of me compromised
In the mirror I see a ghostly spy, 
Gone in color, trying to find the brushes to fix… 

Pre Chorus: 
If I turned off my makeupless heart 
Would my care resuscitate me with a spark?
Would turning off the bright light my dark? 

Chorus: 
The empathy that’s within my veins, the love overflowing within me 
The hunters and foxes are stealing my youth 
Fish stuck on the line you can’t let loose 
The nightmarish echoes, that scar me from truth 
If I turn them off, will my dreams come true? 
Or will I lose all point of view, and strip everything that was my glue 

V2: 
The past tense turned to present tense 
Metastasizing my depleted head 
Looking through contacts, a viewpoint that can’t be hid 
The bear that saved its cub rips off my flesh
Verifying the reality in my knotted head 
The song that was irrelevant, years later gained recognition 
Isn’t that what led to gunshots in the head? 
No one listens, until lowering you in the grave bed. 
Scared shitless, wrapping their mind around any clues that led. 

Chorus: 
The apathy that’s within my veins, turned to ice from bloody hands of chivalry. 
Dinosaurs reversed extinction just for me 
Being left in the world I’m held captive in by my fucking feet
The nightmarish screams, that deformed my proof
That existence is more than an immortal shattered roof 
I turned them off, my dreams never came true
I lost all point of view, I stripped everything that was my glue

Outro: 
I put makeup on a makeupless heart.. 
I put makeup on a heart that’s torn apart.

Tags: singer-songwriter, raw vocals, folk, emotional, voice memo, chronic illness, mental health, depression, suicidal ideation, grief, poetry, alternative, lupus, disabled, heartbroken

Makeupless Heart (Voice Memo)

[Verse 1]
In the mirror’s gaze, a stranger stares,
A silhouette draped in borrowed airs.
Echoes of doubt—a haunting refrain,
Whispers that my triumphs are in vain.

[Pre-Chorus]
Threads of truth unravel fast,
Chasing shadows of a fabricated past.
Every pat on the back breeds uncertainty,
Stripped of truth by my own scrutiny.

[Chorus]
Imposter in my own skin,
Waging wars I can’t seem to win.
Crafting smiles to mask the dread—
A marionette with strings of lead.

[Verse 2]
Achievements stacked—a fragile tower,
Built on shifting sands that cower.
Applause fades into a silent room,
As confidence unravels in the gloom.

[Bridge]
But in the quiet, a spark ignites;
A flicker challenging the endless nights.
Could the façade be a part of me—
A chapter in my identity?

[Chorus – Variation]
Imposter in my own skin,
Learning where I truly begin.
Embracing flaws, the scars I’ve earned,
Through the fire, a phoenix burned.

[Coda]
So here’s to the masks we’ve worn,
The battles fought, the selves we’ve torn.
In the mirror now, I see anew—
An imposter, yes… but also true.

[Outro – Spoken]
“Most importantly, true.”

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"Imposter Syndrome" is a progressive rock ballad drenched in introspection—a haunting, piano-led journey through self-doubt, identity, and the fragile architecture of confidence. Layered guitars and moody progressions wrap around emotionally raw lyrics that confront the creeping voice telling us we’re not enough.

Through dark verses and cathartic choruses, the track peels back the mask of success to reveal a battle within—only to discover that even the imposter holds truth. For fans of atmospheric progressive rock, cinematic ballads, and music that lingers long after the final note.

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Genre: Progressive Rock
Key: B♭ Major
Tempo: 71 BPM
Time Signature: 4/4

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Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved.

Imposter Syndrome

After an exciting episode last week, the dynamic DSP dive back into the studio to sit and discuss: Vegan Milk Obsession (2:40), Kings & Queens of DanceHall (23:40), The Ghetto Known As The UK (43:33), Emotional Regulation (51:25), Minding Your Business (1:06:43), Cat Calling Chaos (1:10:45), University Struggles (1:18:00), Top Tier Feelings (1:33:50), and much,much more…

Host: Rhys - Twitter: @Raw_like_me - Instagram: Rawlikeme, Mark Brown - Twitter: @Mister2Drink - Instagram: Mister2Drink - Kaydia - Instagram: @kay.veronica.fennella - Twitter: @KSmall91

Websites

https://differentstrokespodcast.onpodium.com/
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https://www.tiktok.com/@differentsrokespod
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EP: 238 - Mad, Sick, Head Nah Good! 😒

fashion & depression

Intro:
Это всего лишь игра
лишнийчеловек.
It's only a game, it's only a game 
Это всего лишь игра, всё будет ok 

Verse:
И не знаем мы, кто мы и зачем мы здесь
И почему всё так, как оно есть
Много вопросов я хочу впасть в кому,
Чтобы хоть ненадолго увидеть ради чего все приколы

Эти мысли возвращают меня в детство:
Нулевые, я ищу на всех кнопках Jetix
И случайно нахожу канал Fashion TV
Весна-лето, Александр Маккуин

Через новую коллекцию он говорит:
It's only a game, это всего лишь game 
Это всего лишь тень в пещере Платона 
Это всего лишь рисунок на песке у моря

Он через эту идею целует меня в лоб
It's only a game, малыш, всё ок
И я вижу тут религиозный мотив 
Как будто мой святой отец Александр Маккуин

Bridge:
Всего лишь игра, всё будет ok
(It's) It's only a game (game), it's only a game
Это всего лишь игра, всё будет ok
(It's) It's only a game, (it's) it's only a game (game)
  
Verse:
И вот она шагает каблуки по подиуму,
Но если вдруг оступится, её заменит кто-нибудь
Кто-то в космо-костюме, а кто-то в чём-то нежном
Кто-то в большом футболе, а кто-то на манеже

Сегодня ты ферзь или королева,
А завтра тебя срубает пешка
Здесь важен ум, но нельзя мешкать
Великий балет жизни, где люди — чешки

Bridge:
It's only a game, (it's) it's only a game
Моя жизнь рисунок на песке, его смоет море
(It's) it's only a game, (it's) it's only a game (game)
Как и человеческие ошибки смоет кровью

Verse:
В каждом поколении люди страдают
Но мы постепенно движемся к нашему раю
Пешки всегда первые погибают,
Если не успеют добежать до края

Не каждая пешка станет ферзём,
Иногда этого требует сама игра
Ты ходишь прямо, диагонально или конём
А я просто иду, закрыв, закрыв глаза

Outro:
Люди играют свои роли,
Я не виню их — им больно,
Но надо помнить:
В конце игры все шахматы падают в общую доску

лишнийчеловек.
It's Only a Game
Зима 2024-го года
Да-да. Всем пока.

it's only a game 2005 (Prod. STXRMIIX) 🩰♟️

im 16 years old, he/him, makin stuff
have fun!

Music takes me to new worlds. Life is the best teacher. Writing about life is a challenge and experience is what guides me. Loves, pains, disappointments, sadness, joy, despair, hope, melancholy, happiness, all these feelings burn in my veins and make me create.
You all welcome to follow my journey.

WEALTH WITHOUT RECOGNITION
•	Privacy without Compromise  
•	Freedom from Judgment
•	Authentic Relationships
•	Impact without Ego  
•	Financial Security, Safeguarded
•	Safety in Silence 
•	Mental Peace  
•	Lifestyle Autonomy 
•	No Exploitation, No Games  
•	A Legacy of Substance
    THE ULTIMATE FORM OF FREEDOM  
                                      MAX ANTHONY


TheRealMaxAnthony Brand is under the curtain of DARDEN PAF. 
Max Anthony is a prolific song writer & producer who specializes in entertainment, authenticity, creativity, & personal brand. His music is his & his fans. Whomever they may be….

——
𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦— 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵

Makeupless Heart (Voice Memo) OUT NOW! 

Hi, I’m Amber Thompson and I’m 23 years old from Southern California! I’m a chronically ill and bedridden singer-songwriter and poet whose lyrics are my lungs and only coping mechanism. I write all my songs from my hospital bed, using nothing but my notes app, voice memos, and a body that’s constantly in agonizing pain, but still fights everyday to create art to help me survive. I write lyrics that many others can relate to, but some songwriters may be too afraid to say out loud. 

Everything you hear on this page was written and created in a matter of 45 minutes to a few hours. No instruments, no studio, just pure, raw emotions transformed into song. I compose melodies with my voice alone, channeling grief, desire, chronic illness, mental health spirals, trauma, sexual assault, heartbreak, religious struggles amongst suffering, and love so powerful it can awaken and restructure someone else’s nervous system permanently. My songs are made to be felt in the bones and heart, by a voice that makes you feel seen and less alone. That’s why I’m releasing voice memos with my raw vocals and no instruments: I’m not chasing trends. I’m pulling truth out of the void and helping people understand themselves better. 

Some of my influences musically and lyrically are: Taylor Swift (especially her Folklore, Evermore, The Tortured Poets Department eras), Lana Del Rey, Hozier, Fiona Apple, Florence + the Machine, Ethel Cain, Julien Baker, Gracie Abrams, Noah Kahan, Phoebe Bridgers, etc, and many years of unspoken pain, illness, trauma, and hardship. But most of all, I’m influenced by what hasn’t been said yet, including the topics millions silently carry everyday. The things that live beyond genres and inside existential crises, grief, and the dark corners no one else dares to touch lyrically. 

I’ve written over 30+ fully finished songs (and counting) that span alternative to country, folk to indie, singer-songwriter breakdowns and acoustic ballads, with many songs written that don’t seem to fit in an existing genre because they’re creating one. My debut track that’s out now, “Makeupless Heart (Voice Memo)”, is a raw voice memo recorded during a breakdown. No production. Just pure heartbreak and feminine rage. Its vulnerability and resonance already changed one life. It could possibly change yours.

I write and sing not just for myself, but for survivors everywhere. My future vision includes starting a foundation for chronic illness and mental health support, and donating proceeds from certain songs to suicide prevention, sexual assault healing, and invisible illness advocacy. Because music should do more than entertain, it should rescue and heal. 

If you’re an artist, label, or collaborator who hears what I’m doing and feels it in your chest.. please reach out to me, let’s talk. Because I’m just getting started, and can’t wait to see how far this music can reach.

For labels, artists, producers, or anyone who feels this in their chest…: 
📩 amberthompsonmusic@gmail.com
📷 @ambertthompsonn

Project KT (Knowledge Transfer) is the solo vision of Kareem Tyler—a multidimensional artist navigating the limits of the physical realm through immersive, genre-blending sound. Fusing progressive rock, symphonic fusion, post-punk ambience, and metallic catharsis, Project KT crafts cinematic soundscapes led by violin, orchestral depth, and raw poetic tension.

After a life-altering accident caused partial vocal cord paralysis and ended his ability to play piano, Kareem rebuilt his artistry through digital composition and visual design—transforming personal trauma into transcendent expression.

That rebirth came to life in Echoes of the Void (2025), a symphonic progressive metal epic charting entropy, solitude, and rebirth across expansive movements. Its companion, Beyond the Void, reimagined the work as a cinematic and orchestral odyssey, featuring Canadian singer-songwriter Valeria Rusnak, whose operatic vocals added radiant contrast to Kareem’s baritone foundation. Together, they forged a dialogue of shadow and light, entropy and grace.

Though Project KT remains firmly Kareem’s vision—writing, producing, and shaping every detail—he is actively seeking a female vocalist to further embody its still-untold emotional core. With an evolving presence on Instagram, BandLab, and SoundCloud, Project KT continues to weave cross-medium narratives that fuse sound, image, and meaning.

For listeners and collaborators drawn to gothic romanticism, cinematic drama, and genre-fluid experimentation, Project KT offers more than music—it is an echo unfolding into infinity.

Solive Raye is the sound of solitude given form, quiet thoughts turned into raw, melodic truths. An engineer and lifelong observer, Solive Raye writes for those who feel alone in crowded rooms, where silence speaks louder than words.


Blending dark, atmospheric tones with flickers of hope, his music lives in the in-between: not quite despair, not quite light, but something honest.


Raised in movement, from football fields to refereeing lines, he now wanders more internal landscapes, shaping every lyric with the precision of an outsider looking in.


Solive Raye doesn’t shout. He resonates.

It’s Maudredi.
Yes, I produce all my music
Yes, I play guitar and bass
Yes, I like sonic

Crypto Swamp Aqua Angel's Crew #insectmusic
YT:https://www.youtube.com/@CSAACrew

members list:
Serafim_experience
Monika Manicure
лишнийчеловек.

Welcome to the chaos — real stories, real talk, and zero filters. Join Kaydia, Raw Talk Rhys, Snipper 2 Drinkz, and the oddball Gabs as they dive headfirst into life’s wildest moments and most unfiltered topics. Expect dark humour, raw honesty, and banter that cuts deep — no sugarcoating, no pretending, just straight-up vibes and laugh-out-loud realness.

New tracks tagged #IDENTITY CRISIS