2000's-10's emo short covers.
Just for fun and practice :) 
Apps: Synthesizer V (Voicebank: Solaria) | Ableton Live

The World Is Ugly - My Chemical Romance【SynthV Cover】

Let Love Bleed Red - Sleeping With Sirens【SynthV Cover】

Kissing In Cars - Pierce The Veil【SynthV Cover】

Intensity In Ten Cities - Chiodos【SynthV Cover】

Harder Than You Know - Escape The Fate【SynthV Cover】

Emily - From First To Last【SynthV Cover】

Second song on the album Angels to Ashes.

Written, preformed, produced, mixed and mastered by Kelly Katz.

Angels To Ashes

iskay

ONLY TIME I EVER FEEL REAL [EMILY REMIX]

From First To Last - Emily - Drum & Bass Bootleg

Just an unnecessarily heavy From First To Last Cover ;)

All I got this year was a fucking head to tear.
Presents wrapped with greed.
Turn your back and walk away.

Merry Fucking Christmas (Give it away)
Merry Fucking Christmas (Give it away)
Merry Fucking Christmas (Give it away)
Merry Fucking Christmas.

Don’t forget your Christmas cheer,
‘Cause Santa’s gonna die this year.
Santa’s going to die. Santa’s going to die.

Noble is on Spotify. Here’s his number girls and guy’s:
7736708563

You better call him; Noble Pagemaster; you better call him!

All I want this year is bottles of wine and beer.
We’ll out-drink you all. 
Fuck this world and deck the halls.

Don’t forget your Christmas cheer,
‘Cause Santa’s gonna die this year.
Santa’s going to die. Santa’s going to die.

Noble is on Spotify. Here’s his number girls and guy’s:
7736708563

Slaying (Slaying)
Slaying (Slaying)
Slaying (Slaying)
Slaying (Slaying)

Santa’s going to die.

Fucking bitch.

Merry Fucking Christmas.
Merry Fucking Christmas.
Merry Fucking Christmas.
Merry Fucking Christmas.

Christ-Massacre

(prod. Cozy K)

https://youtube.com/@cozykmusic?si=rk23AW3USk8srj9r

Full song full emocore

I Breathe the cold dry air, and for tonight I Feel Alive (final breath) (prod. Cozy k)

Sonny Moore - Signal (slowed + reverb)

it’s still in my mind but it’s all in my head
I’m wasting my life but I’m better off dead 
I wasted my life I don’t know what you said
blurry eyesight I don’t have the right meds
you’re thinking too much I’ll be fine in the end
I don’t wanna get out when I sleep in your bed
I really don’t mind, I’m just keeping you fed
I’m thinking too much I don’t wanna fuck up I know 

there’s no one in the world like you
I don’t deserve the things you do
I couldn’t bear to see it through
the debt’s too great to pay my dues
there’s no one in the world like you
I can’t compete with all you do
there’s no one in the world like you to me
there’s no one in the world like you to me

I can’t breathe right you’re making me anxious
I can’t think straight reading off a blank disc
it gets real bad, swimming in the deep dark
i got real down till it put me in the ER
I got too geeked eyes like a cartoon
I don’t know where my heart goes I don’t choose
need to flush my soul clean like a vacuum
don’t worry promise I’ll be back soon

butterflies in my tummy till I throw up
I get so scared when I don’t know where you’ve gone
I get so worried when I wake up all alone
I guess love makes you sick when you find the the right one
need to flush my soul clean like a vacuum
don’t worry promise I’ll be back soon
I’ll be back soon, I’ll be back soon
I’ll be back soon, swear that I’ll be back soon

it’s still in my mind but it’s all in my head
I’m wasting my life but I’m better off dead 
I wasted my life I don’t know what you said
blurry eyesight I don’t have the right meds
I really don’t mind, I’m just keeping you fed
you’re thinking too much I’ll be fine in the end
I don’t wanna get out when I sleep in your bed
I’m thinking too much I don’t wanna fuck up I know 

there’s no one in the world like you
I don’t deserve the things you do
I couldn’t bear to see it through
the debt’s too great to pay my dues
there’s no one in the world like you
I can’t compete with all you do
there’s no one in the world like you to me
there’s no one in the world like you to me

no1 like u (for mayzie)

Lyrics:

(høøk1)
Id say, we should show up late, explode our minds and then go insane
Watch it rain, i cant bare this pain, but i light up when you come my way

Ignore what i said, that was yesterday
Tomorrows soon, nothing stays the same
I dont mind going M.I.A
No one pays attention to my face

(verse)
Hit the gas, swerve off in this white mercades
Throw it off the cliff by your house cause im angry
Seen your texts, im not feeling you lately
I have wounds from when you betrayed me

Fucked up and i cannot restore her 
Shes being so violent, but shes staying sober
I walk upon this earth with a mind of a loner
And every single day i try reaching for closure

Did you finally find yourself, huh?
You’re Tweaked out off coke and a delta
When im manic, im an interesting fella
Cry me a river when im under this umbrella

Youve been acting like a tick, get up out my life
Always said you needed space, and i wasted time
Erase the thought of seeing you when i hit this pipe
I need to see the light of day, its so hard to find

(høøk2)
Id say, we should show up late, explode our minds and then go insane
Watch it rain, i cant bare this pain, but i light up when you come my way

Ignore what i said, that was yesterday
Tomorrows soon, nothing stays the same
I dont mind going M.I.A
No one pays attention to my face

(end)
I dont mind going M.I.A
I dont mind going M.I.A 
I dont mind going M.I.A 
I dont mind going M.I.A 

No one pays attention to my face
No one pays attention to my face
No one pays attention to my face
No one pays attention to my face

(SAMPLE: SONNY FUCKIN MOORE)
smiles and her laughter
its the only thing that ive been waiting for, a time
regardless of our distance and our hope, grows greater
trapped by pretty eyes and letters, for all time
the only thing that ive been waiting for

M.I.A (lil biscuit)

pop punk/ trap mash-up. Underwater Malibu X Emily

Underwater Emily (MASHUP)

hopelessbrokeboi is a decaying signal in the shape of a human — a post-collapse artist channeling schizophrenia, poverty, and apocalypse into raw sound and ruined textiles. Born from the ruins of self and system, hopelessbrokeboi isn’t just a name — it’s a diagnosis, a confession, and a warning. His work weaves together trauma, psychosis, and survival into a haunted archive of what it means to be alive when everything has already died.

Musically, he lingers in the shadows between genres: industrial rot, emo bloodletting, clouded trap, static-drenched punk — nothing fits clean. His vocals often feel like a séance, whispering from the static of a broken speaker; sometimes numb, sometimes screaming like a possessed radio, always real. Beats collapse under the weight of despair and distortion. Melodies bleed from cheap synths and sampled detritus, fused with field recordings, voices in his head, and moments stolen from an unraveling reality.

Visually and stylistically, hopelessbrokeboi is the prophet of a dying world. His fashion label, Signal in Ruins, mirrors the same energy — garments built from death, fire, and repurposed American dreams. Teeth, rusted metal, scorched denim, and bloodstained patches aren’t accessories — they’re relics. Every piece tells a story: scavenged, cursed, alive.

Living on the margins — probation, therapy, hunger, resurrection — he documents not from safety, but from the trench. This isn’t aesthetic; this is survival rendered as vision. There’s no polished brand strategy. No safe distance. Just a broken antenna picking up transmissions from the end of the world, reshaped into something beautiful and feral.

hopelessbrokeboi is not looking to make it —
he is looking to mean it.
No lies. No filters. Just noise, pain, spirit — weaponized into art.

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She/They

Punk trans musician. Screaming my soul out :3

Huge $B fan, that grew up listening to pop-punk/emo. I make mash-ups...

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