Emin, 6+7+7+9/4; 4/4, BPM

Lyrics:
Hide myself under a jacket showing only half my frame
And i wish to *** I could do the same with my face
I really hate when you look at me, you don’t seem to complain

You claim to be a lover,
But 3 months in you always split up
It’s hard to believe when you say love is a thing
All those ‘ i love you ‘s feel like playing pretend

You’re trying to get to know me
If only you knew how much i’m a fucking phony
How can I put my trust and care in someone again
I now know how much I can be hurt, what then?

I thought i was safe ‘till i saw you doing white lines
As the curtain unveiled I saw throught all the little white lies
I thought I knew you maybe I was naive on my end

I end up getting into bullshit time and time again
You fucked me up and I’m sure you know why
It’s no secret why I’ve been as I am

If I’m not happy I might as well go insane
I’m ashamed of my own name
Don’t look at me, I can’t bear to feel the shame
I disappoint those close to me time and time again

Hedgehogs dilemma cuz in the end I do need a friend
But all I can think about is how it could always end
Just don’t get close enough to hurt yourself on my spikes

We all have something to hide, it’s a big part of being alive
But I wish you could sense how scared I am
Maybe a muzzle might help, you never know

We seemed close but I can tell when you lie
You try to cover it up with shallow words and a smile
It makes me wonder who I really have by my side

I run conversations through my head
Are you aware you scare me when youre around?
I hedge my bets and decide to call it quits for the night
Pretending I have somewhere to go with a frown

If I’m not happy I might as well go insane
I’m ashamed of my own name
Don’t look at me, I can’t bear to feel the shame
I disappoint those close to me time and time again

“The writing’s on the wall”
But do you heed its call?
I tried to get close to you
Too close too fast, it felt like a free-fall

Sorry if I wasted your time
I also regret having wasted mine
You got 2close4comfort, we reached the finish line
Maybe one day we can take comfort again by a pretty skyline

2close4comfort

Bb, 15/4; 4/4, BPM

lyrics:
Sometimes I wish I could cry, let it all out
Sometimes I wish I could die, I'm scared for myself, somehow

I've been sober for a while
Still find things to cry about
Going through shit I hope nobody ever finds out about
I had a dream tonight, I dreamt it was all my fault
I didn't know what to do, should I take the fall
I know it must be what they think but won't say out loud
"will you ever shut up about what you're worried about"

I like to play it safe
But I know that's just something that I say
I'm fragile and fake
in the way I defend myself, trying not to mutilate
I relapse - it's fine though
I know it won't get better if i worry about it
But the feeling stays, no it doesn't go away
I'm so ugly when I cry
My teeth ache from how much I clench
I do it for so long I forget why I was sad in the first place
I'm unhappy and I don't know why
I don't know what I need
I don't know what I want
I don't know why I cry

I'm so depressed I got old friends calling my line
said I'd respond but I only do when I'm at a bar
One day later I saw him parking a car and we shared an awkward smile,
fuck, just pretend I'm a ghost...
I had something to say, but you didn't care to hear it
now I'm walking alone to my room and I only feel defeated

I'm feeling off but don't know why
repeat those affirmations that keep me by
but what if they aren't true this time
But what if they aren't true this time
I look at all the paths ahead of me
but in the moment I'm petrified
I don't know what I'm doing with my life
And I'm losing track of time
And I'm serious I'm not kidding this time
I don't want to be strong
I don't want to win
roll over me
blow me away with wind
I'm in a crowd of people but I've never felt more alone
people talking just sounds like noise to me
Its better if I don't bother the room
I'll make sure i don't linger too much
I’ll be sure to flyAway soon

"the black bird is a part of me just as much as the white one is, how saaaad it isssss to seee, to be meeeee"

I can do it, but I chose not to, cuz I'm weak-willed
and every time I try
It doesn't quite feel right
Every attempt is futile
Going round
A star's cycle again and again
f-f-f-fullCircle again

fullCircle\\flyAway

Este álbum retrata de uma forma lúdica a vivência de uma criança parahybana dos anos 2000

Corrente De Ouro

Joystick

Paraíba De Verdade

Farmácia

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
Yeah, week 45, where the comets hide and the headlines twist,
Where kangaroos rob banks and vending dreams persist.
From Delhi’s rats to haunted doors in the States,
We orbit the strange — where fate speculates.

3i/ATLAS hides behind the solar glare,
Earth’s eyes blind while it rounds the flare.
Alien whispers in the journal scans,
Gas tail growing, mysteries in our hands.
A spacecraft or a roam-of-stars? The speculation stands.
In Australia, a kangaroo hop-robber steals the stage,
Pouches and hops, bank teller in rage.
In India Delhi’s rats outrun the metro’s lights,
Passengers duck, chaos in the nights.

[CHORUS]
Stars go blink, Earth holds its breath,
Laugh at the void, we flirt with death.
Ghosts and clowns in cosmic run,
Life gets wild when you hide from the Sun!
Fly the comet, twist the night,
Hidden behind the Sun, out of sight.
Wide-world weird, let the truth take flight,
Week 45’s loco dance under moonlight.

In Brazil the Amazon’s mirror got burned by viral dare,
Influencers live-stream flames while tribes stop and stare.
In Japan a vending machine dispenses socks that smell like sushi roll,
Tourists snap the odd, viral goes full troll.
In the U.S., Wisconsin’s haunted hotel offers ghost tours at dawn,
Guests pay extra just to scream when the lights go on.
Week 45 spins weird like a carnival gone wrong,
Laugh-creep mix, world singing its off-beat song.

[CHORUS]
Stars go blink, Earth holds its breath...

space, chase, tail, veil,
sun, run, hidden, forbidden,
roar, floor, mars, stars,
hops, flops, banks, tanks,
rats, mats, tracks, packs,
burn, yearn, live, dive,
socks, shocks, rolls, trolls,
ghosts, hosts, fears, cheers.

[CHORUS]
Stars go blink, Earth holds its breath...

Week 45 spun cosmic and local odd,
From interstellar comets to vending machine fraud.
We rap the weird, we track the strange,
Next week we ride new headlines in range.

the links to the stories:
https://www.esa.int/Science_Exploration/Space_Science/Comet_3I_ATLAS_frequently_asked_questions
https://www.space.com/astronomy/comets/you-wont-see-interstellar-comet-3i-atlas-zoom-closest-to-the-sun-on-oct-30-but-these-spacecraft-will
https://www.livescience.com/space/comets/astronomer-reveals-first-look-at-comet-3i-atlas-as-it-reappears-from-behind-the-sun
https://www.chron.com/news/space/article/3i-atlas-interstellar-comet-21128581.php
https://people.com/3i-atlas-comet-could-be-alien-technology-harvard-professor-argues-11782278
https://shepherdexpress.com/puzzles/news-of-the-weird/news-of-the-weird-week-of-october-23-2025/
https://probrainrot.com/bizarre-oddball-news/unusual-news-october-2025/

NewsHop - week 45 of 2025

#alternativehiphop #hiphop #experimentalhiphop #indierap #undergroundrap #chillrap #lofihiphop #trapsoul #cloudrap #boombap #soundcloudrap #newmusic

BITOCHKI

A track capturing the Anxious/Preoccupied Attachment Style. The music is characterized by an erratic, nervous beat, sudden distorted elements (like a dissonant guitar riff), and a frantic pace in the chorus, symbolizing emotional turbulence and the constant fear of rejection and abandonment.

The Echo in the Void

Paper from the scrapbook I was making lying on the floor
Tea stain coffee cup now it filling up with spores
I can’t
I can’t take this anymore
My phone stay dim for hours, guess ill hear from you by mourn

Light drifting from the blinds and now you start to mourn
Something that was never ever really truly yours
I say I love this flower
I pull it the ground

If beauty be admired
Why not leave it safe and sound

Rip it from the roots,
Now it lays dead upon my hands

Should have left it there
Let it go, stay upon its land

Move on let it be, another for me
Its to late now, I can’t let go you see

Im holding on with all that i have
While its falling from my grip
Im holding on with all I have
While its falling
 through my fingertips

Paper from the scrapbook I was making lying on the floor
Tea stains coffee cup now it filling up with spores
I can’t
I can’t take this anymore
My phone stay dim for hours, guess ill hear from you by mourn

mourn

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I was born and raised in a small village and made my own music since being able to make any kind of sound :)

I actively played the piano from 6 to 16 years of age.
Did set up my own Highschool grunge band in between (singer and bass), which ended quite literally during the last days of school :p

Bought myself a Yamaha DJX synth and made some electronic music.
Took a 'let's go work' break and went back to the synth around 2010 (scroll down in my tracks to the very bottom, to get a taste of me actual playing keys and arranging real played electronic music).

... and now - going with the time, while calling myself a pioneer in enjoyable, professional produced AI music. 
Most lyrics are my own and also the music isn't just a click (takes about 20-30 songs (often even more), before being able to start work on one final piece of music with editing and mastering).

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Muganga é um projeto do artista paraibano Diogo Rodrigues. Criado para instigar o experimentalismo, prática e composição de música em conjunto

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