I count the cracks on my bedroom wall
Scrolling through a world that doesn’t care at all
Coffee’s cold, but the rent is high
Everyone’s depressed, but we laugh online

Is this living or just waiting?
Talk is cheap, but bills keep raising
Smile for photos, hide the mess
Nothing’s simple, nothing’s less

I wear the mask that the office loves
Nine to five, I’m a pair of gloves
Weekend hits and I fall apart
Dancing drunk with a broken heart

Is this living or just waiting?
Talk is cheap, but bills keep raising
Smile for photos, hide the mess
Nothing’s simple, nothing’s less

Stand in line, buy the dream
Everything’s not what it seems
Look inside, there’s no cure
Life’s a joke, but I’m not sure

Is this living or just waiting?
Talk is cheap, but bills keep raising
Smile for photos, hide the mess
Nothing’s simple, nothing’s less

I count the cracks on my bedroom wall
Scrolling through a world that doesn’t care at all

Nothing’s simple

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
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 #modular synth runs