You shut the door, I heard it slam
Every echo says “I’m not your plan”
Band posters ripped from my wall
Bedroom silence louder than it all

I can’t pretend I’m fine tonight
Every glance just cuts like knives

Look me in the eye, don’t disappear
You tore me down, I’m drowning here
Bruises of my youth, they never heal
I’m shouting loud, but you don’t feel

Crowded halls, their stares ignite
Every secret spilling in the night
Notes I find still smell like you
Every word is poison breaking through

I can’t pretend I’m fine tonight
Every glance just cuts like knives

Look me in the eye, don’t disappear
You tore me down, I’m drowning here
Bruises of my youth, they never heal
I’m shouting loud, but you don’t feel

Saturday the lights went dim
Every song still drags me in
Plastic cups and shattered phones
Nothing feels like home alone

I can’t pretend I’m fine tonight
Every glance just cuts like knives

Look me in the eye, don’t disappear
You tore me down, I’m drowning here
Bruises of my youth, they never heal
I’m shouting loud, but you don’t feel

Call me bitter, call me fake
All I give is all you take
Paint my nails to hide the pain
Colors drip, it’s all the same

Look me in the eye, don’t disappear
You tore me down, I’m drowning here
Bruises of my youth, they never heal
I’m shouting loud, but you don’t feel
Look me in the eye, don’t disappear
You tore me down, I’m drowning here

You don’t feel…
You don’t feel…
You don’t feel…

Look me in the eye

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.

New tracks tagged #hyper-compressed drums