sex in siberia

When people ask "what would you tell your 20yo self?", I tend to snark a lill', and think "That most people are full of shite?"
To be fair, this is true, and one of the "harder to swallow" truths out there.  The good news is that many valuable life lessons such as this one can be learned by reading (ancient and modern) philosophers...  Nietzsche's quote (the inspiration for this song) makes it clear (to understand) and easy (to remember), so just remember this life-hack bc it's GOLD:  "They muddy the water to make it seem deep."  

This EPx5 is Release VOL.4 of this song (I love), and belongs in the BLOW chapter of Bananasutra, which basically includes songs about what's freakin' wrong with the world--you know, like wars, greed, envy, bullies, and liars, for example... For more info on the primary characteristics of those who have no qualms "Muddying the waters to make it seem deep" (I'm sure you already know many of 'em, statistically, and god knows they are replicating fast!) please look up Narcissistic Personality Disorder aka #NPD as defined in the American Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders aka #DSM 

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@bananasutra lyrics with #aivoice on #sunomusic 

They muddy the water, to make it seem deep
With words so hollow, the truth they keep
But I see through the veil, the shallow disguise
Nietzsche's wisdom, cutting through the lies

Oh, the pretense and the show
Where integrity fails to grow
With Nietzsche's gift, I stand tall
Against the false, against it all

Culture, religion, morality they bend
In the name of power, they pretend
Superficiality, the mask they wear
But the truth in Nietzsche's words, so rare

Oh, the pretense and the show
Where integrity fails to grow
With Nietzsche's gift, I stand tall
Against the false, against it all

Respect and gratitude, for his insight so clear
For cutting through the fog, for showing no fear
In a world so fake, his words remain true
A guiding light, for me and for you

Oh, the pretense and the show
Where integrity fails to grow
With Nietzsche's gift, I stand tall
Against the false, against it all.


[3] Muddy Waters (Nietzsche's Gift) VOL. 04 - Dreamy Folk BURLESQUE

[5] Muddy Waters (Nietzsche's Gift) VOL. 04 - Piano Burlesque INDIE

[4] Muddy Waters (Nietzsche's Gift) VOL. 04 - Burlesque LOFI

[1] Muddy Waters (Nietzsche's Gift) VOL. 04 - Bluesy FOLK BANJO

[2] Muddy Waters (Nietzsche's Gift) VOL. 04 - Accordion BURLESQUE

@danya_npd - Minsk based producer, founder of Motive rave.

Pamdemic Checkpoint #13 - Npd

A final goodbye wrapped in rain. ‘You Can’t See Tears in the Rain’ tells the story of an empath walking away from a narcissist’s web ... the lies, the gaslighting, the empty promises. Every drop hides the pain, every note carries the strength to finally let go."

YOU CAN´T SEE TEARS IN THE RAIN

Songwriter and Lyrics: (BONDLEZZ) Torsten Ulrich Galts


[Verse 1] 
You didn’t look back. 
 Not once.  
Not even to see if I felt cracked
(felt so cracked) 
 Into a thousand aching reflections 
 On the pavement beneath your feet. 
 The rain came down like mercy  
But there was no mercy left in you.  
And so I stood in silence,  
Like a monument to everything we both walked through.
(Like a monument we both walked through)

[Verse 2] 
 I didn’t cry.  
Not where you could see.  
I begged the sky to do it for me.  
Every drop a swallowed scream  
Every puddle a piece of the dream. 
 I left bleeding at the door  
You played a role.
 The lyrics of the play now left on the floor.
(the lyrics of the play now left on the floor)

[Chorus] 
You can’t see tears in the rain,
But don’t you dare think I feel no pain.
Your shadow left, your echo stayed
And everything we were, the rain just washed away.
You can’t see tears in the rain,
They vanish where heartbreak has no name.
But in every storm, you’ll hear me cry
The crazy little thing called love you just let it die.
You can’t see tears in the rain,
But they are here, in every drop, every ache, every vein.
Don't let me know it all was just in vain.
(Was it all in vain?)

[Verse 3] 
 I should’ve screamed. 
 I should’ve begged.  
But your goodbye was a guillotine  
And I bowed my neck.  
You taught me to smile through sorrow  
To make pretty what hurts like hell  
But tonight I danced in the thunder  
And I let the silence yell.

[Bridge] 
 I loved you like lightning loves ruin.  
Fast. 
Bright. 
Fatal.  
But you were a coward in candlelight,  
Afraid of anything real.  
So I gave you the shadow  
And I kept the feel.

[Chorus]  
You can’t see tears in the rain,
But don’t you dare think I feel no pain.
Your shadow left, your echo stayed
And everything we were, the rain just washed away.
You can’t see tears in the rain,
They vanish where heartbreak has no name.
But in every storm, you’ll hear me cry
The crazy little thing called love you just let it die.
You can’t see tears in the rain,
But they are here, in every drop, every ache, every vein.
Don't let me know it all was just in vain.
(Was it all in vain?)

[Final Chorus]  
You can’t see tears in the rain 
 But if you could, you'd drown  
You’d choke on the truth  
You keep burning down 
 Every “I love you” you ever faked  
Every vow you didn’t make  
It’s all falling now, without grace 
 And the rain… The rain took my place.

[Outro]  
So if your soul ever stirs in a midnight storm 
 Know it’s me.  
Still grieving.  
Still warm.  
But gone.

YOU CAN´T SEE TEARS IN THE RAIN (blues edit)

The Fall is a stripped-down folk confession. Fragile, honest, and hauntingly still. With acoustic guitar as the backbone and bare vocals carrying the emotional weight, this track doesn’t chase drama, it lets silence speak. It’s not about breaking down… it’s about letting go.

When everything falls, sometimes that’s when the truth lands.

Lyrics 100% written/arranged by me. I do not perform any of the vocals on these tracks, and any composition of the melodies I create are enhanced/generated with A.I., with significant contribution from myself, and heavily instructed by my own vision; from tempo, melody, instrumentation to mood.

🎧 Licensing Info
This version is available for commercial use (sync, streaming, covers).
Contact for licensing terms, stems, and alternate versions.
📩 [GenerationXen@outlook.com]
📝 Writer: [Melanie A. Wann] | Publisher: [Generation Xen Music]
PRO: [BMI] | Work #: [74636127]

The Fall

... because one must wonder: what if there was only, truly, essentially one common root problem with the world, and it was not capitalism, not communism, not imperialism, not racism, not sexism, not elitism--but(t) simply, always, #narcissism aka bratty bully twats with big lame ego problemos¿⁈ What if, heh? Yeah... #truestory 🕳️🐇💨
--
@bananasutra “Narcissism” lyrics written as parody of “Ain’t No Sunshine” (by Bill Withers)

Verse 1:
Narcissism it’s like craving all the power
It craves control, every single hour
It’s where ego grows, dividing the holy  land
Drawing lines in the sand, claiming upper hand.

Chorus:
Narcissism, see, all the 'ism starts this way,
Fueling all the hate, pushing love away.
In the heart of pride, there’s a bitter seed,
Narcissism’s why we bleed.

Verse 2:
Fascism rising, fueled by selfish pride,
Imperialism spreading far and wide.
Elitism whispers, “I’m better than the rest,”
But it's ego-driven lies, or newspeak, at best.

Chorus:
Narcissism, see, all the 'ism starts this way,
Fueling all the hate, pushing love away.
In the heart of pride, there’s a bitter seed,
Narcissism’s the whole creed.

Bridge:
If we could turn away from the mirror,
See the world a little clearer.
Let go of chains that ego binds,
Love and peace would free our minds.

Verse 3:
Racism lingers, blinded by our fears,
Sexism’s voice cringing through the years.
Every ‘ism thrives when we bet on pride,
It's narcissism's hold that keeps us locked inside.

Chorus:
Narcissism, see, all the 'ism starts this way,
Fueling all the hate, pushing love away.
In the heart of pride, there’s a bitter seed,
Narcissism’s why we bleed.

Outro:
But if we rise, let empathy be our guide,
Tear down the walls, watch the love magnify.
Though ego’s the root, perhaps we can see,
Narcissism fade… when we choose to be free.
--

#questioneverything #questionandanswer #indiemusic #aivoice #blowsutra #bananasutra #narcissisticabuse #narcissisticabuserecovery

[02] All Lame-Isms - BLOWsutra CAT JAZZ

[06] All Lame-Isms (Queen of Authentic) - BLOWsutra FOLK

Scum of the Earth

Two sister-songs, with lyrics directly inspired by Dr. Ramani’s video “Narcissism: The Secondhand Smoke of Mental Health” (on YouTube)...

Why “secondhand smoke”?
* Even if you don’t have NPD, being around narcissists makes you sick.
* The harm spreads outward: family, partners, coworkers absorb the toxicity. 

Five recognizable patterns:
1. Malignant/toxic narcissist – sadistic, manipulative, close to psychopathy.
2. Grandiose narcissist – bragging, flashy, entitled.
3. Covert/vulnerable narcissist – “woe is me,” hyper-sensitive, passive-aggressive.
4. Communal narcissist – the #hashtag-do-gooder; public philanthropy, private cruelty.
5. Benign narcissist – vapid, superficial, not as cruel, but emotionally shallow.

Seven diagnostic hallmarks (the “big seven”):
1. Lack of empathy (the bedrock).
2. Entitlement.
3. Grandiosity.
4. Superficiality.
5. Chronic need for admiration/validation.
6. Rage when threatened.
7. Arrogance (dismissiveness, devaluation).

Other patterns:
- Gaslighting, projection, exploitation, jealousy, schadenfreude, manipulation.
- Comorbidity with depression, substance abuse, compulsive sex/love behaviors.
Impact on others:
- Creates learned helplessness: partners feel nothing they do makes a difference.
- Can devastate self-esteem, health, and careers.

Treatment:
- Narcissists rarely seek therapy voluntarily.
- Progress is very slow, at best moving them from toxic → tolerable.
- No medication cures narcissism.
- Empathy must be cultivated early; prevention is everything.

Hopeful note:
- Empathy is teachable in children. Parents should model and mirror empathy above all else.

---
SIDE A EPx3: “Secondhand Smoke” 

[Intro] Step right up, darlings, don’t choke,
This song is called secondhand smoke. It’s about cocksure egos.
Ha. Ready? Down we go.

[Verse 1] No mirror inside, so they borrow your face, Validation’s the drug they chase. Shiny cars, hollow eyes, Charm that blinds, and charm that lies.

[Chorus ] Mirror, mirror, what do you know? Arrogant hearts all need a glow show. Praise me, praise me… but can you grow?
Like, can you flow and bow?
(Or just blow, blow?)

[Verse 2] Entitled thrones on borrowed ground, Their laughter’s loud, their silence profound. Grand illusions, paper crowns, Lift you up, then tear you down.

[Chorus ] Mirror, mirror, what do you know? Arrogant hearts all need a glow show. Praise me, praise me… but can you grow?
Like, can you flow and bow?
(Or just blow, blow?)

[Bridge] No empathy, no remedy, Woke ain’t like smoke, ain’t your enemy. Round and round, the blowers spin, And sorrow seeps through my skin.

[Outro] Step away, darling, break the spell, Breathe your own air, and breathe it well. Leave their circus, let them choke, 
On their own secondhand smoke.

---
SIDE B EPx3: "Arrogant hearts"

[Verse 1]
Step right up to the mirror maze, Where charm is cheap and love decays, They smile so wide while they cut you thin, Secondhand smoke seeps under your skin. 

[Chorus]
No empathy, no remedy, Entitlement is their melody, Grandiose ghosts on high ego stage, Arrogant hearts and their puppets cage. 

[Verse 2] Superficial saints with a selfie crown, Validation junkies shake you down, Malice erupts when masks won’t stay, Gaslight fever keeps truth at bay. 

[Bridge] “Ladies and gents, beware the show! They’ll promise excellence, deliver shadow. Communal halos, malignant schemes, Covert whispers, grandiose dreams!”

[Final Chorus]
Learned helplessness in smoky air, You breathe their poison unaware, The crowd applauds, the tyrant grins, But emptiness echoes where soul cannot sing. 


Side B [02] Arrogant Hearts - BLOWsutra Arabesk Tzigane Soul Fusion LoFi DUB

Side B [03] Arrogant Hearts - BLOWsutra Indie Cello MANTRA

Two sister-songs, with lyrics directly inspired by Dr. Ramani’s video “Narcissism: The Secondhand Smoke of Mental Health” (on YouTube)...

Why “secondhand smoke”?
* Even if you don’t have NPD, being around narcissists makes you sick.
* The harm spreads outward: family, partners, coworkers absorb the toxicity. 

Five recognizable patterns:
1. Malignant/toxic narcissist – sadistic, manipulative, close to psychopathy.
2. Grandiose narcissist – bragging, flashy, entitled.
3. Covert/vulnerable narcissist – “woe is me,” hyper-sensitive, passive-aggressive.
4. Communal narcissist – the #hashtag-do-gooder; public philanthropy, private cruelty.
5. Benign narcissist – vapid, superficial, not as cruel, but emotionally shallow.

Seven diagnostic hallmarks (the “big seven”):
1. Lack of empathy (the bedrock).
2. Entitlement.
3. Grandiosity.
4. Superficiality.
5. Chronic need for admiration/validation.
6. Rage when threatened.
7. Arrogance (dismissiveness, devaluation).

Other patterns:
- Gaslighting, projection, exploitation, jealousy, schadenfreude, manipulation.
- Comorbidity with depression, substance abuse, compulsive sex/love behaviors.
Impact on others:
- Creates learned helplessness: partners feel nothing they do makes a difference.
- Can devastate self-esteem, health, and careers.

Treatment:
- Narcissists rarely seek therapy voluntarily.
- Progress is very slow, at best moving them from toxic → tolerable.
- No medication cures narcissism.
- Empathy must be cultivated early; prevention is everything.

Hopeful note:
- Empathy is teachable in children. Parents should model and mirror empathy above all else.

---
SIDE A EPx3: “Secondhand Smoke” 

[Intro] Step right up, darlings, don’t choke,
This song is called secondhand smoke. It’s about cocksure egos.
Ha. Ready? Down we go.

[Verse 1] No mirror inside, so they borrow your face, Validation’s the drug they chase. Shiny cars, hollow eyes, Charm that blinds, and charm that lies.

[Chorus ] Mirror, mirror, what do you know? Arrogant hearts all need a glow show. Praise me, praise me… but can you grow?
Like, can you flow and bow?
(Or just blow, blow?)

[Verse 2] Entitled thrones on borrowed ground, Their laughter’s loud, their silence profound. Grand illusions, paper crowns, Lift you up, then tear you down.

[Chorus ] Mirror, mirror, what do you know? Arrogant hearts all need a glow show. Praise me, praise me… but can you grow?
Like, can you flow and bow?
(Or just blow, blow?)

[Bridge] No empathy, no remedy, Woke ain’t like smoke, ain’t your enemy. Round and round, the blowers spin, And sorrow seeps through my skin.

[Outro] Step away, darling, break the spell, Breathe your own air, and breathe it well. Leave their circus, let them choke, 
On their own secondhand smoke.

---
SIDE B EPx3: "Arrogant hearts"

[Verse 1]
Step right up to the mirror maze, Where charm is cheap and love decays, They smile so wide while they cut you thin, Secondhand smoke seeps under your skin. 

[Chorus]
No empathy, no remedy, Entitlement is their melody, Grandiose ghosts on high ego stage, Arrogant hearts and their puppets cage. 

[Verse 2] Superficial saints with a selfie crown, Validation junkies shake you down, Malice erupts when masks won’t stay, Gaslight fever keeps truth at bay. 

[Bridge] “Ladies and gents, beware the show! They’ll promise excellence, deliver shadow. Communal halos, malignant schemes, Covert whispers, grandiose dreams!”

[Final Chorus]
Learned helplessness in smoky air, You breathe their poison unaware, The crowd applauds, the tyrant grins, But emptiness echoes where soul cannot sing.

Side B [01] Arrogant Hearts - BLOWsutra Burlesque Bluegrass BANJO

Side A [01] Secondhand Smoke • BLOWsutra Ego Gone Loco Gipsy Indie Trip Hop LOFI

Side A [03] Secondhand Smoke • BLOWsutra Ego Gone Loco Gipsy Indie Trip Hop LOFI

Side A [02] Secondhand Smoke • BLOWsutra Ego Gone Loco Gipsy Indie Trip Hop LOFI

➤ CY4NIX is a subcultural cyberpunk formation based on neo technical and immersing atmospheric sound.

◎ The Label hosts an events in future setting and cyber theme.

➤ PANDEMIC is a Cutter-edge raves, big venues, most powerfull sound, and different hard vibes of techno and electro music.

➤ Owner: @eversenx
➤ Label manager: @ronirix

◎ Inquiries: 
cy4nixtechno@gmail.com

… because life on earth is a Psychedelic Cabaret, and “music is the only religion that delivers the goods” (like Frank said). 

To be clear, all I really know is I dunno shit about fck (like Socrates said:)—music and songwriting included. But(t) I feel it, the music, so damn deeep in my soul! I’m just a humble existential fool, a silly banana who likes to play and share, to question and learn. Words are my oldest best friends, hearing myself sing is a freaking miracle (trust me on that lol), and I believe curiosity and #gratitude are the keys to happiness… So voilà, there’s that.

Also, (if you’re curious) BananaSutra is not just a made up BS brand kinda word, it’s actually the name of my DIY Bible—a collection of songs telling true stories of faith, to help me (and perhaps you) make sense of a world gone wild, like bananas gone foul in shallow ignorance and deadly malevolence… Think of it as an agnostic testament of sorts, an audio book of songs with quirky lyrics about things that matter, like the definition of right and wrong, and the meaning of truth, joy, justice, peace, grace, and awe 🕊️

Some call it Artificial Intelligence, but(t) I call Authentic Imagination, Alternative Ideas, Augmented Innuendos, Abstract Illogisms… hopefully, you get the gist? The point being, life is the story we tell ourselves and LYRICS matter—each @bananasutra song has a wondering root and a loving purpose, guided by one of (my) 7 (bananas) sutras: 
- KNOWsutra : is it fair?
- BLOWsutra : is it foul?
- SHOWsutra : is it fun?
- GROWsutra : is it fear?
- FLOWsutra : is it free?
- GLOWsutra : is it fab?
- BOWsutra : is it awe?

Thanks for checking out my work! I’m Aella (GenerationXen), a songwriter & lyricist who composes original lyrics & melody lines for multiple genres (hip-hop, EDM, alt. rock, country, folk, indie, pop), usually with basic piano/keyboard arrangements. 

ALL LYRICS (& A MAJORITY OF COMPOSITIONS) ARE 100% ORIGINAL, WRITTEN BY ME, & ©️PROTECTED.

I am not a performer & do not want to be a performer. I use Suno A.I. vocal & production tools to bring these songs to life as demo recordings, giving artists & producers a clear vision of what the finished track could sound like. The demos use A.I. vocals/instrumentation purely for presentation. Final versions can be, & are highly encouraged to be re-recorded with human vocals/instrumentation, or your own production.

All songs are available for:
• Non-exclusive (or) Exclusive licensing
• Commercial use (covers, sync, streaming)

[GenerationXen@outlook.com]
Writer: [Melanie A. Wann]
PRO: [BMI]

Antifascist...now more than ever!! FCK NZS

Punk, Electro-Punk, Reggae, EDM...different styles, same shit...it's all music!!

Tom Weihmeir, ex-former and leader of the german punkband "Pinocchio auf der Flucht", goes his own way!!

contact: tomic-water@web.de 

MORE SONGS ON https://tomic1.bandcamp.com

"Welcome to my world of music where each song is a mirror of my inner self.

As a treated Borderliner, living with hypersensitivity, my emotions run deep and so do my lyrics. 

Writing music is not just a passion, it's a lifeline. 
It helps me process the chaos, the beauty, the pain and the moments of light.

Each song I create carries the weight of real experiences drawn from struggles, intensity and vulnerability. 

I write to understand myself and hopefully to help others feel understood too.

While studying Songwriting and Sound Engineering I also explore the use of AI music production tools to expand my emotional storytelling with modern and expressive soundscapes.

All lyrics in my original songs are written by me, born from my inner voice and truth.
(With the exception of reworks or covers.)

Thank you very much for listening to my tunes and stories.
If my songs resonate with you, know that you're not alone."

Let´s keep posted ... 


„I think songwriting is the ultimate form of being able to make anything that happens in your life productive.“ – Taylor Swift.

New tracks tagged #NPD