"NEURODIVERGENT" is a hard-emo fever dream — a brutal, vulnerable dive into the mind of someone who feels everything too much. Built on distorted guitars, emotional breakdowns, explosive choruses, and digital grit. From manic invincibility to emotional paralysis, from O.C.D. spirals to R.S.D. collapse, the album captures the humanity and truth of a mind that never shuts off. Heavy, raw, and unforgettable.”

O.C.D.

anti-social

S.S.R.I.

The Great Depression

two faces

not built for me

MELTDOWN

alexithymia

Some nights, you find yourself on the outside, looking in. The rain, the empty lot, the closed doors. The neon lights blur like a memory of a past you can see but can't touch.

"Out Of Reach" is the sound of that distance. An introspective, ambient journey through what is lost, what's out of our reach, and what we're left searching for.

The new single from FLAMEBORN XII.

Out Of Reach

beat: @kurt-mayfire

[Intro]
I been high for too long…
room movin’ like it got a heartbeat.
Everything still… but it ain’t still to me.

[Verse 1]
Yeah…
I’m stuck inside a moment that don’t line up,
hands on my face but the time don’t show up.
My thoughts keep fallin’ out of order,
shuffle ‘em around but they swim like water.

Face in the mirror lookin’ out of place,
eyes don’t blink at the same damn pace.
I’m here, I swear I’m here…
but the air feel wrong and it hums in my ears.

[Hook]
Nothing feels where it belongs,
something off, but the vibe stay calm.
I keep sayin’ “I’m okay”
just to hear what it sound like.

Nothing feels where it belongs,
I keep floatin’ through this song.
I keep sayin’ “I’m okay”
just to make the room act right.

[Verse 2]
My voice get lost in the walls when I talk,
echo come back with a whole new walk.
I swear the couch tryna hold me down,
like it know I’m too high to touch the ground.

Phone on silent but I hear it ring,
text unread but I feel that sting.
I’m good… I’m good… I’m good…
(I think?)
Reality blink and the colors sink.

I put my hand through the smoke I made,
lookin’ for a thought I misplaced.
Somewhere between the inhale
and the “f**k it,”
I forgot what normal taste like.

[Hook]
Nothing feels where it belongs,
something off, but the vibe stay calm.
I keep sayin’ “I’m okay”
just to hear what it sound like.

Nothing feels where it belongs,
I keep floatin’ through this song.
I keep sayin’ “I’m okay”
just to make the room act right.

[Bridge]
It’s fine…
It’s fine…
It’s fine…
even when it ain’t aligned.

(It’s fine…)
even when the world rewind.
(It’s fine…)
even when I lose my mind.

[Final Hook]
Nothing feels where it belongs…
but maybe that’s okay sometimes.
I keep sayin’ “I’m okay,”
’cause it hold my head in line.

Nothing feels where it belongs…
I float where the dark stay kind.
I keep sayin’ “I’m okay,”
till the words sound like mine.

[Outro]
Yeah…
Don’t know where I am…
but it don’t feel wrong anymore.

i'm okay

RIVIK is a producer from Vancity, British Columbia, blending Electronic Lo-Fi genre with Soul into a genre-fluid sound that’s all his own. Since launching in 2024, he’s been crafting tracks that hit like late-night drives and quiet mornings—moody, melodic, and deeply personal. Every beat tells a story, every melody feels lived-in.

Follow RIVIK for a growing collection of songs that live between the static and the soul.

I make haunted anthems for those who wander between worlds.
— Adrian G // Flameborn VII

neurodivergent 🧠 
AuDHD | OCD | BIPOLAR 🎭
Hybrid Creator 
sunomusic 🥁🎸 
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