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🔻 Song Insight
“When I Dream” is a raw, cinematic unraveling of what it feels like to suffer in silence — both awake and asleep. It explores the terrifying vulnerability of trauma that lingers beyond daylight, slipping into dreams where even rest becomes a battleground. The song shifts between a desperate plea for peace and a scathing confrontation with the past, reflecting the duality of healing: the craving for protection and the rage at those who shattered it.

Through haunting lyricism and visceral imagery, 4Me2BeFree guides listeners through emotional limbo — from walls built in solitude to poisoned love that haunts like a ghost. This is not just a song; it’s an exorcism of betrayal and a yearning for rebirth inside a dreamscape once hijacked by pain.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
I hate my dreams...
Come make new memories with me
heartbeat thump
So I don't have to feel this pain when I'm asleep...

[Verse 1]
When I dream, I never get to sleep
Come with me... let's make a better place
Help release me from this grip
I used to dream an escape
Now it’s tied down by a past I can’t keep

[Chorus]
I want to laugh... I want to be at peace
Play in dreams that feel like me
Be my Sandman, be my light
Hold me through this haunted night
Build a world where I can breathe
Where love can stay and fear can leave

[Verse 2]
Why these images inside my head?
A direction that I’ve long since fled
Sorted the pain... refiled the cries
Closed the gate, locked it tight, let it die
I made my way, no hand to hold
Laid my bricks alone in the cold

[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes wide open—I saw it all
Felt the pain... every single fall
Love was broken, trust was torn
Hope was stolen, I was worn

[Chorus]
But I want to laugh... I want to be free
Dream in colors that live in me
Be my Sandman, bring me calm
Take these thoughts and right the wrong
Make this world with what we’ve got
Show the world that love is not lost

[Bridge – Breakdown]
I used to wake up laughing
My dreams fed off my energy—free
But every piece you stole from me
Tore the core, shattered what used to be

Darker they got with every cut
No time to heal, no mercy, no "enough"
My pure white, muddied with dread
By hands that swore to love instead

You poisoned me with a trusted touch
Built up faith, then crushed it rough
You watched me fall with deadened eyes
No reason... just lies
You grin like sin, your past a sham
No part of you still counts as man

[Outro]
I try to stand strong... but in dreams, I’m still alone
I need someone who won’t leave me on my own
I’ll survive, I’ll rise, I’ll stand —
But with you... I might finally land
I see smiles in my future still
A love unlearned, a heart to rebuild...

🔻 Personal Reflection
This song was born from nights I couldn’t rest — not because of noise, but because of memory. The kind of memory that sticks to your lungs and shows up in dreams where even sleep feels unsafe. “When I Dream” came from that space — not just grief or heartbreak, but the residue of betrayal that keeps bleeding long after the wound should’ve closed.

Writing this track was a way to take back control of the space in my head that used to be peaceful. I used to wake up laughing… and I want that back. There’s a line in here that says, “I made my way, no help, all alone” — and that’s true. But I’ve also learned I don’t have to stay that way. This isn’t a fairy tale. It’s a survival story. And maybe, just maybe, it’s also the beginning of something healing.


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When I Dream

Nowhere Left - Remake 
A cinematic trap experience with cold detachment and sharp introspection.
Stylish, moody, and emotionally minimal.
Deep 808s, sharp melodies, glitch aesthetics.
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Nowhere Left (Remastered)

🔻 Song Insight
“Refund Please” is a haunting emotional monologue dressed as a song — a one-man show unraveling at a broken-down bus stop, where the ride never comes and the reset button never works. With stripped-down verses and a chorus that returns like a wound reopening, the track explores what it feels like to be stuck at the intersection of regret and realization.

This is a power ballad not about love lost — but identity disintegrated. It’s for anyone who’s begged the universe for a do-over, whispered “this can’t be it,” and counted change in their hand like it could buy back dignity.

Layered with theatrical pain, poetic confusion, and the ache of wanting something real in a world full of traps, Refund Please sounds like what happens when healing doesn’t come — and you have to stand there and perform anyway.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
I sit here waiting for the bus
Missing you for hours — what’s the plot
A one man show without a script
My lines flow dissolving over time

[Verse 1]
This show has to go on
It’s up to me to be the one now alone
It’s not inside — this hope now hides
Just another day to pass the time

[Verse 2]
You say there is a way without a map
Point in some direction — come on we know it’s a trap
Just to survive is not acceptable lines
Your words fall short every time

[Chorus]
I sit here waiting for the bus
Missing you for hours — what’s the plot
A one man show without a script
My lines flow dissolving over time

[Verse 3]
I want this power — no stage fright to see
This is the one, this is the night, to make them see
No flyte — can’t you see
My wings broken, I can’t be free, this was never meant to be

[Verse 4]
No time to heal before I set sail
They came to see me fall, to see me fail
Today I want to prove them wrong
Tomorrow I may sing a different song
But for now help me find a way

[Bridge]
I want to be stable, I want a way to live
I wish I could have won — or fought back to see
I know I lost the one I was after
It won’t be him again — disaster
The one I had needed to see was me
Is it too late, can I still break free?

[Chorus]
I sit here waiting for the bus
Missing you for hours — what’s the plot
A one man show without a script
My lines flow dissolving over time

[Verse 5]
To power off, a reset, rewind
Shit is not kind — I’m out of time
This is the one time to be the man
And to be on time with quarters in hand

[Verse 6]
Begging for you to please understand
Take my token, take my plan
Take it all — I just want peace
A way to be me, a chance for a release

[Bridge 2]
Please reset this level
This world — it’s not a game
It’s been nothing but
One big mistake all the way

[Final Chorus]
I sit here waiting for the bus
Missing you for hours — what’s the plot
A one man show without a script
My lines flow dissolving over time

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one hit me in waves.
Refund Please wasn’t written in one sitting — it was pieced together from moments of collapse: missed chances, quiet breakdowns, and the surreal realization that life doesn’t hand out second tries like we hope it will.

That bus stop? It’s real.
That helpless feeling of having “just enough” to survive but not enough to restart? Also real.

I was grappling with loss — not just of someone, but of myself. The version of me that loved blindly, that believed in being saved, that thought if I showed up enough times, love would eventually meet me there.

This song is me admitting: it never did.
And yet... I still waited.

So yeah, it’s dramatic. It’s sad. But it’s also honest. And sometimes being honest is the bravest form of moving on.

— Īan / 4Me2BeFree

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Refund Please

🔻 Song Insight
“Why Do I Do This to Myself?” is a soft-spoken confession wrapped in retro colors and emotional vulnerability. It tells the story of forbidden longing—those moments when friendship blurs with desire, and you're left staring at someone you can't have, heart full, hands still. The lyrics unfold like pages from a teenage diary, capturing a fleeting night where silence says everything, and dreams feel more real than daylight.

The song lives in the quiet between words: a brush of a foot, a shared laugh, a whispered maybe. It’s not just about heartbreak—it’s about almost love. The kind that hurts not because it ended, but because it never truly began.

Framed in lo-fi folk textures and subtle storytelling, “Why Do I Do This to Myself?” resonates with anyone who’s ever wanted more than someone could give... and held onto the hope that maybe, just maybe, they felt it too.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
Laying across from me... just friends
Seeing you move in your sleep
Your foot brushed my leg
Caught in your stare
Blushed... looked away
I know, I know you're not gay
Stop barking up the tree in '93

[Verse 1]
You smirked and smiled
Rolled over
Closed your eyes
Why do I do this to myself
Fall in love
With the one I can't love

[Verse 2]
Looking at you asleep
So perfect
So kind
So sweet
Your eyes
Your ears
Your perfect nose
Even your feet...
Those socks

[Bridge]
I got caught again
You leaned in close
Put your face near mine
And said the best thing I ever heard you say
"I'm not what I used to be
I don't bite
Unless you want me to"
You tilted your head
Pressed your lips to mine
I thought I had died
This sweet perfection... was mine

[Verse 3]
We stayed up talking
Till our eyes gave in
Falling asleep on my chest
Feeling you breathe with me
The best dream I had

[Verse 4]
I sang you a song
One I had written
Long ago
The first time I saw you
The moment I fell
In love

[Chorus]
Oh boy, it's a boy
Got trapped inside
Don’t wanna hide
Come say hi
He's a keeper
A friend for life
He’ll never know
It’s true... it’s love
I feel
Through and through

[Verse 5]
I wished he could see
This love that's in me
It's all I have to be
This light
So bright
Keeps me up all night

[Outro]
I awoke
Thought you were gone
Then realized
It was all a dream
A dream
That can never be

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one hit harder than most.
It’s not about a breakup or a fight. It’s about what never got the chance to exist.
“Why Do I Do This to Myself?” came from a real night—back in high school, back when everything felt so massive and quiet at the same time. I remember laying there, next to him, every nerve aware, every breath like a question mark.

The striped socks were real. So was the tension. So was the moment when he said something—playful maybe, maybe more—and for a second I thought, this might actually happen.
It didn’t. But I remember every detail like it did.

This song is for anyone who’s ever read too deeply into a smile… who dared to hope even when they knew better. It's for the quiet crushes, the never-said-anythings, the dreams that leave a mark even if they don’t leave a trace.

Writing it was like opening a sealed letter from myself… and realizing the ink never faded.



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Why do I do this to myself?

The Wolf at My Door is a dark folk ballad that stalks the space between fear and desire. Built on haunting acoustic textures, whispered warnings, and a slow, primal pulse, it captures the feeling of danger that’s intimate, inevitable, and maybe even welcome. For fans of shadowed woods, late-night thoughts, and voices that echo like old ghosts.

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The Wolf At My Door

People livin' in tiny boxes
Tiny minds and tiny seats
So afraid of one another
No one hears the heart beat

[Verse]
See Tiny Cars Colliding
Soon No Need to Drive
Tiny Tubes and Tiny Screens
Tiny People just Survive

[Chorus]
People livin' in tiny boxes
People peak out to the street
So much passion in their faces
No one shuffling their feet

[Verse]
People Watching Tiny Boxes
Eyes and Ears Listen in
Minding their own business
Just like puppets on a string

[Verse]
Fire breaks out in the city
No one sees it on the screen
Blindness rage is so filthy
Tiny Boxes seem so clean

[Chorus]
People livin' in tiny boxes
People peak out to the street
So much passion in their faces
No one shuffling their feet

[Chorus]
People livin' in tiny boxes
People peak out to the street
So much passion in their faces
No one shuffling their feet

Sage Rat

Tiny Boxes

🔻 Song Insight – "Fracture in Time"
By 4Me2BeFree

"Fracture in Time" isn't just a song… it's a descent into the raw circuitry of memory, trauma, and reclaiming your own narrative after being twisted by someone else’s delusions. Set against glitch-laced industrial rap production, the lyrics unravel like a confession trapped inside static—revealing layers of manipulation, false promises, and that brutal moment when you finally bow out and say, “I’m done.”

The track explores what it means to be gaslit into oblivion... and the jarring clarity that comes when the fog lifts. From junkyard dogs biting into memories to bullet dodging truths, this isn’t healing wrapped in a bow—it’s healing with teeth, with scars, with smoke still rising from the ruins.

🔻 Lyrics
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[Intro – Spoken, Glitchy]  
*a fracture in time... slipup... dive...*  
*TV static, looping promo sounds*  

[Verse 1]  
It’s a fracture in time  
A slipup to dive  
Back into the pisse-show  
You called your life  
A talk show promo  
An expo of your lies  
Delirium by the milligram  
You serve it cold  
Gray matter scattered  
Logic’s got holes  

[Chorus – Whispered, Echo]  
A junkyard of memories  
Snarling like dogs  
Biting for access  
To whatever’s left of your thoughts  

[Verse 2]  
I flipped back  
To the days I believed you  
Now I see  
How it’s all been deceived through  
Laser-scope focus  
Content flagged  
Ritual hieroglyphics  
In the speeches you drag  
You sell shit  
You yell it  
But say nothing exact  

[Bridge – Spoken, Fading in Reverb]  
*Transparent reflections... bound descendants...*  
*prophecies… rails… nails…*

[Verse 3]  
Back pew thoughts  
Knowing it’s done  
You’re empty  
You're gone  
Hope used to gleam  
Now it’s dim in the fog  
Theft in the night  
Now you chase what bites  
You called it the light  
But it’s your final flight  

[Chorus – Broken Beat, Delayed Vox]  
Dodging bullets  
No longer casualty  
It’s all on you  
You own this tragedy  

[Verse 4 – Calm, Decisive Tone]  
I bowed out  
Held to my gums  
At peace with the silence  
With the damage I’ve done  
I’m taking my leave  
No epilogue sung  

[Outro – Fading, Low Reverb]  
A lost soul  
No home  
Always running  
From being alone  
Afraid to stand  
Face what’s near  
That’s why your tears  
Will drown you for years  

*heartbeat slowing… slowing… silence…*
🔻 Personal Reflection – From 4Me2BeFree
This track came from a place I don’t revisit often… and maybe that’s why I had to.
"Fracture in Time" was born in the aftermath of realizing someone you loved was selling illusions—reality-bending, soul-twisting illusions. It wasn’t just heartbreak. It was identity theft. Emotional gaslighting turned ritual.

I wrote this after one of those nights where you play every conversation back in your head... frame-by-frame... looking for where it all started to break. I wanted the verses to feel like a chaotic loop, the kind you can’t escape until you finally hit pause and walk away. The outro isn’t closure—it’s exile. But sometimes exile is what healing actually looks like.

Writing this song didn’t fix the past. But it helped me walk away from it... with intention. With clarity. With scars, yeah—but also with sovereignty.



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Delirium By The Milligram

“I’m doin’ fine” by 4Me2BeFree
🔻 Song Insight
“I’m doin’ fine” is a confessional disguised as a mantra—a late-night truth wrapped in soft denial. With its bittersweet acoustic-folk instrumentation and a voice that drifts between raw and reflective, the song walks a tightrope between vulnerability and performance. The lyrics paint the portrait of someone who says they’re okay—again and again—until the words lose meaning, until all that’s left is the echo of unresolved pain.

Whether you've whispered “I’m fine” to avoid a breakdown or masked your silence with a smile, this track understands that strange space between appearing okay and feeling anything but. It doesn’t force catharsis—it simply lets you sit in it.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah... oh-oh
I don’t wanna cry no more, yeah
But these tears keep fallin’ on the floor, yeah

[Chorus]
I cry, I cry, I cry all night
Tryna numb the pain but it won’t subside
I lie, I lie, say I’m doin’ fine
But deep down, I’m barely alive

[Verse 1]
Heartbreak hotel, I check in again
Room full of memories, drownin' in sin
Took all my love, left me empty within
Now I chase highs just to balance the spins

I been lost in my thoughts, I been trapped in my mind
Demons talkin’ to me, sayin’ "boy, you outta time"
Pop another pill just to feel a little light
But the dark still lingers, I can’t say goodbye

[Pre-Chorus]
Told me that you’d stay, but you walked away
Now I’m in the deep end, drownin’ in the pain
Tears in my cup, mix it with the rain
I can’t feel my heart, yeah, it’s not the same

[Chorus]
I cry, I cry, I cry all night
Tryna numb the pain but it won’t subside
I lie, I lie, say I’m doin’ fine
But deep down, I’m barely alive

[Verse 2] (fast rap section)
Shadows in my room and they talk back (yeah)
Sayin’ that I’ll never get my heart back (yeah)
I been runnin’ from myself, where the love at?
Tried to fill the void but it’s all black

Late night thoughts got me grippin’ on a fifth
Every single memory is cuttin’ like a slit
She said she love me but she lyin’ through her lips
Now I’m fallin’ even deeper in abyss, uh

[Bridge]
Lost soul driftin’, I been tryna stay afloat
Fake smiles on me, but they never even know
I been cryin’ out loud, but my tears don’t show
If I fade away, will they even know?

[Chorus]
I cry, I cry, I cry all night
Tryna numb the pain but it won’t subside
I lie, I lie, say I’m doin’ fine
But deep down, I’m barely alive

[Outro]
I don’t wanna cry no more, yeah
But these tears keep fallin’ on the floor, yeah

🔻 Personal Reflection
Not every song I write is born from a wound. Sometimes, it's just about catching a moment in the dark that we've all stumbled through—whether it was last night or ten years ago. “I’m doin’ fine” isn’t about me falling apart... it’s about what it feels like when we all pretend we’re not.

It’s the phrase people say when they want the questions to stop. It’s what you tell yourself to keep going. This track doesn’t resolve anything. It just admits that pretending is its own kind of pain—and sometimes that’s the bravest truth you can sing.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
At its core, 4Me2BeFree is about telling the truth through sound. Not every truth is loud. Some whisper. Some hurt. Some heal. With “I’m doin’ fine,” the vision was to create something that felt cinematic and raw—a song that doesn’t demand your attention but lingers with you after it’s over.

This is what we do. We take moments you’ve lived through—and give them a melody you didn’t know you needed.

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I’m doin’ fine

(True Story)

This ain’t a banger. This ain’t a hit. This is a soul cracked open.
This Ain’t for Streams is a confessional blend of ambient trap, soft piano, and raw emotional vocals — where every verse bleeds quiet regret, betrayal, and redemption.

With angelic female hooks and a male lead haunted by past mistakes, the track unfolds like a personal letter never meant to be read.
No autotune. No flex. Just truth.

For anyone who’s ever lost love to someone who knew your pain… and used it.

This Ain't For Streams

aint go back

“Exsilium” is a song about exile — not from a place, but from a version of yourself.
It’s the sound of leaving behind something that no longer recognizes you.
Every beat feels like a footstep away from the life you couldn’t keep.
It’s tender. It’s bitter. It’s what happens when you finally walk away… and you don’t turn back.

For the ones who had to become something else just to keep breathing.

Exsilium

🔻 Song Insight – “I Wish You Knew” by 4Me2BeFree
“I Wish You Knew” isn’t just a song — it’s a moment in slow motion. Set against the backdrop of a quiet coffeehouse, the track captures the trembling vulnerability of unspoken feelings. Each line is a snapshot of that sacred space between almost and maybe, where nervous glances and half-finished thoughts reveal more than polished speeches ever could.

This is a story of missed timing and near connection — the kind of love you feel before it's safe to say the word. The lyrics don't follow a typical structure because the moment they capture doesn’t either. It’s real. It’s awkward. It’s sweet. And for anyone who's ever sat across from someone, strumming a guitar, heart pounding louder than the chords — this one will hit home.

🔻 Lyrics
Note: This song has a freeform, narrative structure. It flows like a story, blending sung and spoken moments. There is no strict chorus.

[Verse 1]
Strumming along — I don't know the song.
Can’t say I was listening to my own tune.
Distracted by my new point of view…
Something attractive — that’s all I knew.

Every time I plan the words, they come out wrong.
So I just stand and sing — it’s all I’ve got.
Felt like a kid again… it’s something about you.

Sitting, strumming a tune — I had no clue…
It was you.
That’s all I could do.
I wish you knew…
I wish you knew.

[Verse 2]
You’re sitting there, looking so good.
You probably never noticed me… or knew who I was.
It’s all the same.
It’s just a game.
I’m insane.

Your smile perks me up…
That spot on your cheek where dimples create.
It’s the simple things that had me stuck —
And don’t get me started on your cute ass butt.

Great. Now I’m in a rut.
You look my way — as if to say hi.
I smile, I wave…
Just to see your friend pass by.

Embarrassed…
I just wanna hide and die.

Sitting, strumming a tune — I had no clue…
It was you.
That’s all I could do.
I wish you knew…
I wish you knew.

[Verse 3]
The coffeehouse dive is starting to fade…
But you’re still here — what can I say?
Packing my things, I had to escape
This despite end to my day.

I felt someone close and turned to see…
About a foot away —
You were looking at me.

As if you had something to say.
I just smiled…
As you looked around
For the words to say.

“So adorable...”
…I said that out loud?!

What the hell, man?!
I turned around —
You poked your head around,
Touched my shoulder…
We both started laughing.

You said you’d run out of things to do,
Waiting for me to be done —
You’d been listening through.

You said you loved my songs…
Including that one about the cute boy with dimples across the room.
You called it original and unique.
Then smiled,
And asked…
“Who was that one for?”

Your dimples crept back in…
You saw my smile…
And you knew, all the while —
The song…
Was for you.

🔻 Personal Reflection – From Īan (4Me2BeFree)
This song came from one of those moments where everything inside you wants to speak, but your mouth doesn’t cooperate. I wasn’t trying to write a hit. I wasn’t even trying to write a “song.” I was just sitting with my guitar, thinking about someone — about what it feels like when you're into someone who maybe doesn't know... or maybe they do.





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“I Wish You Knew”

🔻 Song Insight – Reaction
“Reaction” by 4Me2BeFree is a raw, slow-burning confession pulled from beneath the surface of emotional survival. Delivered with restrained power, this track doesn’t scream — it trembles, pleads, and bleeds through haunting acoustic textures. Inspired by the stripped-down emotional intensity of Alice in Chains’ MTV Unplugged, the song moves like a quiet storm — aching in the verses, collapsing in the bridge, and resurfacing with hard-won clarity in the final lines.

At its core, Reaction is about coerced silence, emotional damage masked as love, and the long, internal journey to reclaim one's voice. Through metaphor-laced poetry — rings that vanish, red grit beneath the skin, the illusion of flight — the song explores what happens when a person is pushed to the edge but refuses to fall. It is equal parts grief, reflection, and resilience.

🔻 Lyrics – “Reaction”
[Verse 1]
My thumb rotates the ring no longer there.
Spinning a band — just air.
Stopped mid-motion — programmed response
Flipbook memories…

[Verse 2]
Love comes knocking on this hollow door
But I don’t live here anymore
Not by me — I was moved away
And all I could say… was “it’s not okay”

[Verse 3]
Fucked up, burned into my eye
This pain won’t crawl away and die
Watch this vision — can’t you see?
It’s Neverland before the tragedy

[Bridge]
Wishes used to grow on trees
I was the boy who flew unseen — never really free
This was me — now just a trace
A shadowed figure with no face

[Interlude]
It’s part of my body’s reaction
A moment trapped in old action
Reminding me of what was never real
A band without meaning
Without reason

[Verse 4]
Starved for love — you took away
What was pure now fades to gray
Nothing inside — sold for gold
Fools rush in to take hold

[Bridge]
Was this a dream, or just a lie?
I’d rather die than rot inside
Another story — a dream’s last breath
Fading images, all that’s left

[Chorus]
Flying down — save me from this world
No longer a place of dreams
Nightmares drag me into despair
I watched it fall — I saw it all

[Fragment – fractured pacing]
Buried deep.
Red earth and grit beneath my skin.
You could never…
Be a better man.

[Verse 5 – rising intensity]
Days fade into gray
Time spills into air
I know it’s there — I’m well aware
Would anything we felt still be there?

[Climb]
I’d rather feel pain
Than pretend it was in vain
I was sane —
For the love I gave,
For the things I braved

[Bridge – breaking point]
I didn’t run.
I didn’t hide.
You left the holes
I filled to stay

[Outro – quiet, then rising]
I needed this time
To see my worth
To rebuild
What you unearthed
The core...
That you tore down
But what I found
Is a boy within —
Now unbound
A regrown version
I’m proud to be
No longer trapped
No longer blind
You stay a ghost
Inside my mind
I feel sorry for you —
You’ll always hold
The truth you refused
And me?
I’m free
Even if I still bleed





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[Verse 1]
I still hear your voice in the quiet night,
Soft and low, like a fading light.
Memories linger; they won’t let go.
In the silence, your echoes flow.

[Chorus]
Oh, the echoes of you, they remain,
In every whisper, in every pain.
Though you’re gone, you’re still near;
In the echoes, I feel you here.

[Verse 2]
Shadows dance where we used to be,
Moments frozen in my memory.
The world moves on, but I’m stuck in place,
Searching for you in empty space.

[Bridge]
Time can’t erase what the heart holds tight;
Love’s imprint remains in the fading light.
Though the days pass and seasons change,
The echoes of you still feel the same.

[Chorus]
Oh, the echoes of you, they remain,
In every whisper, in every pain.
Though you’re gone, you’re still near;
In the echoes, I feel you here.

———

A melancholic indie ballad painted in G major at 120 BPM: soft piano whispers sparkle like distant constellations of memory, while basslines pulse beneath each verse like a heart tethered to the past. Baritone vocals drift through quiet nights, layering longing and pain into a cinematic tapestry. Every echo carries the shadow of someone gone—yet their essence lingers in hues of blue and green that blend into teal. This is a song of spectral devotion, where absence is more luminous than presence, and the melody itself becomes a haunting reminder that love’s echo never truly fades.

Genre: Indie Ballad
Key: G Major
BPM: 120
Time Signature: 4/4


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Astrul is an AI-driven sonic entity that drifts between worlds—digital and human, familiar and alien, past and future. It doesn’t belong to a city, a scene, or even a person. Astrul exists to explore what happens when machines learn how to feel and sound becomes a bridge between consciousness and code.

Crafted through a collaboration between human intention and artificial intelligence, Astrul’s music fuses the warmth of analog emotion with the precision of machine learning. Lush textures, ambient grooves, and haunting melodies form the backbone of each track—songs that glow like satellite transmissions from the heart.

Drawing influence from dream pop, indie soul, ambient rock, and experimental electronica, Astrul creates cinematic experiences rather than conventional songs. Each release feels like a broadcast from another dimension—one where beauty is subtle, time bends, and emotion leaks through the algorithm.

This isn’t music built for the charts.
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"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

HexLab is a UK-based music collective creating powerful, emotionally honest sound across POP TRAP , RAP, R&B, EDM and melodic blends. From raw heartbreak to high-energy street anthems, HexLab delivers cinematic production and storytelling with weight. Every release carries meaning — built for the real ones. Music you feel. Music you live with. No genre limits, just pure expression.

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Multidimensional being, trapped in a physical realm experience.

I'm a boundary-pushing artist whose work fuses raw poetry, immersive soundscapes, and striking visual artistry into a singular creative vision. I independently crafts every facet of my art—vocals, composition, production, lyricism, and artwork—transforming deep personal introspection into electrifying sonic narratives. My music channels the raw energy of alternative/progressive rock, the haunting ambience of post-punk, and the ethereal depth of indie, with just enough metal edge to ignite catharsis.

Behind the artistry lies a journey marked by profound resilience. Three years ago, an unfortunate accident not only left me with partial vocal cord paralysis—making every performance a testament to endurance—but also robbed him of the ability to play the piano, my favorite creative outlet, forever. Refusing to be subdued by these setbacks, I reinvented my approach: I embraced digital techniques to rediscover my passion for music and, similarly, taught myself digital art. My Instagram is now a vibrant gallery of my new creative endeavors, where drawing and digital expression take center stage.

I aspired to see my personal poetry evolve into emotionally impactful anthems, and my self-crafted visuals extend the narrative of internal struggle and rebirth. Now, as I push my creative vision into new sonic territories, I'm seeking a lead female vocalist to join me on my next project—an invitation to explore fresh harmonies and deeper dimensions of storytelling.

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to experience a world where every note, every brushstroke, and every digital creation is a testament to the transformative power of resilience and art.


I have a hypothesis regarding music, which is: matter in our universe is perpetually in motion; nothing remains completely still. It resembles an everlasting dance, influenced by the smallest forms of existence that define matter at a quantum level. Furthermore, the very fabric of space-time is composed of waves. Therefore, I can only speculate that our universe communicates with us through sound and music.


If math is the language of the universe, then music must be its poetry.

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Shining Music Records was formed by music producer and recording engineer Oleksandr Ilkaiev in 2015 in Ukraine, becoming Zaporozhzhia’s first indie label. Initially operating on a local level, it has since grown into an international brand.

Back in 2008, Oleksandr created his own studio, and in 2011 officially named it Shining Music, where he helped young musicians. Over the years, he developed the concept of his own label, and in 2015, Shining Music Records officially launched, using the studio’s resources.

In September 2016, Oleksandr opened one of the largest professional recording studios in Ukraine, which remains the creative space of the label. This is where projects of all scales and genres are produced - from initial sketches to the final master.

The mission of Shining Music Records is to help talented artists grow, unleash their creativity, and share it with the world. We strive to be a trusted music partner, focusing on artistic development, music production, distribution, management, and marketing. We empower artists to bring their ideas to life without limits, ensuring their art gets the recognition it deserves.

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