We step into the blaze, no waiting, no shame
Hands up, eyes wide, we claim our name
Every breath syncs with the beat we share
The world falls away, it’s only this here
Right now we’re alive, unlimited, free
The lights our code, the rhythm our key
Pulse racing, hearts chasing the sky

Feel the surge inside, the moment glows
Nothing else matters when the energy flows

Right NOW, Right HERE
We’re the spark in the dark, no fear
Right NOW, Right HERE
Let the moment blaze, we disappear

Quiet before the storm, hush the crowd
A breath suspended, the bass allowed
In this hush we find the clarity
Pulse fading then returning, setting us free

Climb again into that fire, take the leap
Together in the sound, in the deep

Right NOW, Right HERE
All the stars align, the path is clear
Right NOW, Right HERE
We are infinite, no boundary, no fear
Right NOW, Right HERE

Right NOW, Right HERE

Tap the card, feel the rush like a short-lived prayer
Buy now, regret later, welcome to the snare

Yeah, dopamine hits in a barcode flash
Debt stacking quiet in the digital stash
We buy promises dressed in slick campaigns
Interest dripping heavy like winter rains
Scroll through dreams on a fake-clean screen
Pocket full of credit but the soul stays lean
Every purchase screams like a midnight dare
But the morning bills choke the thinning air
Quick hit frenzy, bargain-price high
We chase that fix till the limit runs dry
Credit lines tighten like a hand on the throat
But we swipe through the pain just to stay afloat
They sell us joy in a next-day box
While the lock on the future quietly locks

Buy now, regret later, that’s the system’s vow
We buy promises craving “better somehow”
Credits are confessions written in code
And the guilt hits hard when the debts explode

Inbox flooded with a “limited deal”
But the only thing limited is the way we feel
We crave that lift in the stagnant grind
Flash-sale thunder in a restless mind
Addiction dressed up like consumer choice
Capitalism humming in a soft calm voice
We tap out fears on the online store
Happiness rented, never ours anymore
We buy futures on a fragile loan
And the cost hits deep when the peak has flown
Every “add to cart” feels like a warm embrace
Till the first payment slaps you right in the face
We chase the glow like a holy rite
But the checkout page hides the night

Buy now, regret later, that’s the system’s vow
We buy promises craving “better somehow”
Credits are confessions written in code
And the guilt hits hard when the debts explode

Bills lined up like a firing squad
Every due date stamped by a corporate god
We bow our heads to the APR
Worshipping dreams we can’t afford so far
Debt collectors hum like a wicked choir
“Pay what you owe” in a tone of fire
We swipe because the world tells us “more”
But the echo inside hits the floor
Temporary joy with a lifetime fee
But we still chase shine like we’re not yet free
We buy stories stitched in plastic wrap
And regret sits heavy in the post-sale trap
Tomorrow’s breath costs yesterday’s thrill
And the monthly statements always kill

Buy now, regret later, that’s the system’s vow
We buy promises craving “better somehow”
Credits are confessions written in code
And the guilt hits hard when the debts explode

Buy Now, Regret Later

Empty streets breathe against my face
I drift like I'm losing my place
Cold echoes swimming in my chest
Looking for something that won’t rest

If you hear me
Call me back through the rain
If you feel me
Pull me out of this ache again

Lights smear into a trembling line
Every step feels half of mine
A window glows and fades away
Same as every thought I chase

I’m here…
But barely in the same way…

If you hear me
Call me back through the rain
If you feel me
Pull me out of this ache again

Late-night buses sigh and groan
Passing shadows make me their own
I open my hands to the air
Hoping someone’s warmth is there

Long night
Lost sight
Still I walk
Still I try

If you hear me
Call me back through the rain
If you feel me
Pull me out of this ache again

If you hear me

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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