A moody blend of Pop, RnB, and Electronic, ARISHA’s debut EP dives into self-discovery, resilience, and late-night vibes. Perfect for drives, deep thoughts, and finding clarity in the chaos, it tells a story of facing inner darkness and emerging stronger. 

Scarlet Sailboat

Fantasy (feat. WAVYLUCCA)

Eclipse

"Golden Chains" is a song about the way society pressures people to chase success, wealth, and status, often at the cost of their own identity. The lyrics use metaphors to show how people trade authenticity for acceptance, believing they are reaching something valuable when, in reality, they are just trapping themselves in expectations they never chose.

Golden Chains

[Intro]
Mmm… mmm…
No…

[Verse 1]
They say the light is soft and kind…
That angels come with hands so white…
But I see shadows with hollowed out eyes…
And I hear nothing… all I see is lies…

Mmm… mmm…
Mmm… 
No...

[Verse 2]
They say the light will pull you in…
That love is waiting up above…
But if I wake in someone’s arms…
Will they know me? Will they hold me close?

Mmm… mmm…
Mmm…
Yeah…

Mmm… mmm…
Mmm…

[Bridge]
Tell me I’m gonna be okay, mmm…
Tell me I’m here with you today, mmm…
If I leave this place, will I return again?
Will you call out my name, love?

[Verse 3]
"If I let go, if I fall through…
Will the world keep spinning too?
Or will it stop, just for a breath…
Just for a whisper… just for my death?"

[Outro]
Mmm… mmm…
Oooh, oooh...
Let me breathe…
Let me breathe…

If I Let Go

Some people chase, others walk away without a second thought. Cold Shoulder is the anthem for the ones who don’t fold, don’t beg, and definitely don’t look back. With hypnotic beats, deep bass, and slick R&B-infused vocals, this track drips with confidence, detachment, and that untouchable energy.

For the ones who know their worth, who stay two steps ahead, and who never lose sleep over what (or who) they left behind—this one’s for you.

🔥 Stream now & feel the power.
🎧 #ColdShoulder #TateMcRaeVibes #DarkPop #UnbotheredEnergy

Cold Shoulder

“Cold Look, Hot Hands” is temptation in slow motion. With icy stares and fevered touch, Astrul explores the kind of chemistry that speaks louder than words — distant on the surface, but burning underneath. Built on vapor-trail synths, sultry textures, and a beat that simmers, this track lives in the heat between bodies and the chill between hearts. Seduction never sounded so complicated.

#ColdLookHotHands #Astrul #Chillwave #DreamPop #LoFiLove #ElectroSeduction #NewMusicAlert #SlowBurnAnthem #MoodyPop #SoundtrackToTension

Cold Look Hot Hands

You asked. She answered in atmosphere.
Darkwave pop with velvet restraint.
She doesn’t lie—she lets you believe.

Like Smoke (Sparks Song)

always feel like I'm rising
you are an endless rainbow
Can you notice that I'm here?
Can you notice that I'm here?

Has the sky ever fallen on you?
maybe it's you coming to me
Can you notice that I am here?
Can you notice that I am here?

you gave me everything, it's my turn

you are not
you look at me, i'm invisible
you are not replaceable, no!
you don't realize
you don't realize
i need you
i need you

You are not here
wherever you go i'll be there
you will know that i'll do everything
you don't realize
you don't realize
i need you
i need you

you are a storm of tranquillity
I want to be in your arms
Can you notice that I am here?
Can you notice that I am here?

So let me go in front of you like you did
(I will receive all the hits)
Removing obstacles as you did
(I will receive all the hits)
I only ask you for an opportunity

you gave me everything, it's my turn

you are not
you look at me, i'm invisible
you are not replaceable, no!
you don't realize
you don't realize
i need you
i need you

You are not here
wherever you go i'll be there
you will know that i'll do everything
you don't realize
you don't realize
i need you
i need you

you don't realize
i need you
you don't realize
i need you

you are not
you look at me, i'm invisible
you are not replaceable, no!
you don't realize
you don't realize
i need you
i need you

You are not here
wherever you go i'll be there
you will know that i'll do everything
you don't realize
you don't realize
i need you
i need you

inspired by
Dua Lipa
Billie Eilish
Harry Styles
The Weeknd
Ariana Grande
Lady Gaga


YOU DON'T REALIZE - FULL VERSION VF P2

It was cold, midweek, November grey,
Streetlamps trembling, clouds in disarray.
She stepped from fog like a whispered ghost,
A breath, a blur — the kind I miss the most.
Steam on the windows, heat on high,
Cinnamon drifting, strangers passing by.
Then her voice, a wave, soft and low,
Telling stories only oceans know.

Papua rain on rusted tin,
Honduran nights with mandolin.
Currents pulled her far from land,
But now she held a paper cup in hand.

Date in November — will always remember,
Green eyes like sea glass, ancient and tender.
A world in her words, then silence took over,
She faded in fog, like dreams we hang over.
Date in November — I still remember,
Two hours of warmth, gone with the weather.
She left through the mist, back into the blur,
Now the coffee’s gone cold, and I just miss her.

Indian Ocean, storms and stars,
Sailed past reefs and memory scars.
Flipped burgers down in Alice Springs,
Said even that place had its wings.
She laughed at sharks, she cried in Chile,
Danced through Manila, loved someone briefly.
But time is cruel, and stories end,
And all that’s left is how they bend.

Eyes that mapped the world unseen,
From jungle dusk to diving spleen.
She smiled, said, “That’s all, I guess,”
Then stood and vanished in her quiet finesse.

Date in November — will always remember,
Green eyes like sea glass, ancient and tender.
A world in her words, then silence took over,
She faded in fog, like dreams we hang over.
Date in November — I still remember,
Two hours of warmth, gone with the weather.
She left through the mist, back into the blur,
Now the coffee’s gone cold, and I just miss her.

The steam on the glass wrote her name in reverse,
A script of goodbye — a delicate curse.
No number, no trace, just footprints in rain,
And I’m stuck in this booth, replaying her name.

November...
I'll always remember...
Green eyes... and fog... and her.

Date in November

Open! Open! Keep Your Eyes Open!
Spinning on the lobby floor, heart's still hopin'
Open! Open! Feel the night broken
Lights on glass doors, quiet dreams spoken

Early January, Liberets is sleeping
Empty lounge, and the neon's softly weeping
Coffee cold, pages turning in my hand
The world outside slow-rolls like a marching band
Cars hum by in a distant ballet,
Time’s a whisper, ticking far away
Eyes so heavy, but I ride this tide
While the city and the snow quietly collide

Open! Open! Keep Your Eyes Open!
Spinning on the lobby floor, heart's still hopin'
Open! Open! Feel the night broken
Lights on glass doors, quiet dreams spoken

Suddenly a knock, like a storm in disguise
Five in the morning, wild in his eyes
Crazy laughter, suitcase in hand
"Room for the night?" – like it’s part of the plan
Shake the sleep from the corners of my soul
Smile wide, play the perfect role
He signs the line, the keys take flight
And the morning cracks open in golden light

Open! Open! Keep Your Eyes Open!
Spinning on the lobby floor, heart's still hopin'
Open! Open! Feel the night broken
Lights on glass doors, quiet dreams spoken

Keep Your Eyes Open

We walk the streets where memories play,
Two shadows weaving through yesterday,
Your laughter's soft, like a borrowed breeze,
But the silence underneath brings me to my knees.
I ask the words I barely breathe,
Hoping your heart will answer me,
But your gaze drifts far beyond the skies,
And all that's left are quiet lies.

Still I stand, wide open door,
You’re someone I don’t know anymore,
It’s written in the way you move,
In every step away from truth...

Look me in the eye!
If you love me, don't be shy —
Look me in the eye!
If you love me, don't be shy —
Look me in the eye!

Your words are petals floating wrong,
They used to feel like sacred songs,
Now they fall like broken glass,
Sharp with the things we cannot ask.
I see your hands, I hear your sigh,
The truth too tender to survive,
So you stitch a story soft and sweet,
But your eyes betray the missing beat.

Still I stand, wide open door,
You’re someone I don’t know anymore,
It’s written in the way you move,
In every step away from truth...
[Chorus — Sung again by background chorus, uplifting beat rising]
Look me in the eye!
If you love me, don't be shy —
Look me in the eye!
If you love me, don't be shy —
Look me in the eye!

You smiled... but your soul stayed behind...
You spoke... but the music went blind...
I felt it before the words could fall,
The last goodbye... said without a call.

Look me in the eye!
If you love me, don't be shy —
Look me in the eye!
If you love me, don't be shy —
Look me in the eye!

"No need to lie...
Time will show the truth anyway.
Have a nice day."

Look Me in the Eye

There’s a hedge made of high red cedar
Shielding the garden, soft and slow
A modest home, no grand theatre
But one small spot still seems to glow

Where the green turns gently west
And the sun hung low in golden thread
I heard your voice—so calm, so blessed—
In early October, near the flowerbed

Mild breeze and the heat long gone
Summer’s ghost in the afternoon sun
A thirty-minute reverie
That only lives inside of me

Under red red cedar sky,
One sweet call, one soft goodbye
Time won’t stop, but I still try
To hear again your soft goodbye

Karl Marx once said, with somber art:
"First as drama, then as farce it starts"
But moments don’t return that way—
They flicker once, then drift away

No second scene, no mirrored light
No day repeats in quite that right
I pass that corner now and then
But that October won’t come again

It wasn’t love, but it was light
A hush, a joke, a voice so right
A single leaf caught in the breeze
The way you paused before you’d leave

Under red red cedar sky,
One sweet call, one soft goodbye
Time won’t stop, but I still try
To hear again your soft goodbye

There’s beauty that can’t be remade
Like sunlight drifting into shade
No rerun, no second take
No perfect copy memory can fake

A modest house, a garden wall
But that one day still holds it all
A hedge, a phone, a fading laugh
The moment gone, no second half

Under red red cedar sky,
One sweet call, one soft goodbye
Time won’t stop, but I still try
To hear again your soft goodbye

Your Soft Goodbye

Waiting where the hours hum slow,
Dust in the sun, the soft breezes blow,
Industrial dreams behind the track,
Family gardens smiling back.
A calm world stitched in quiet grace,
Until a thunder train finds this place.
Round the block, then time to go,
Find the platform, let it flow.

A seat by the window, heart open wide,
Out of the town where the wild dreams ride,
Flat fields whisper, skies stretch free,
Life’s quiet riddles speaking to me...

Bus trip into mystery,
Past whispered myths of history,
We learn the lessons once told,
To gain the wisdom, rich like gold.
Bus trip into mystery,
The winds sing old soliloquy,
Some things we’ll never unfold,
Still they shimmer, still they hold.

A station stands with no soul in sight,
Fields for oceans, trees in flight.
A garden blooms where rails collide,
A lonely house where secrets hide.
No cars, no paths, no busy calls,
Just ploughlands and the sparrows' falls.
Why was it built, who calls this home?
A riddle set in grassy loam.

I lean on wonder, let it be,
Not all knots are meant to free,
Caesarius, in cloistered glow,
Knew there are things we’ll never know...

Bus trip into mystery,
Past whispered myths of history,
We learn the lessons once told,
To gain the wisdom, rich like gold.
Bus trip into mystery,
The winds sing old soliloquy,
Some things we’ll never unfold,
Still they shimmer, still they hold.

Underneath these endless skies,
Some truths must stay in their disguise.
Not every why has a reply,
Not every dream will touch the sky.
So I ride, and I let go,
Dance with the questions I’ll never know...

Bus trip into mystery,
Past whispered myths of history,
We learn the lessons once told,
To gain the wisdom, rich like gold.
Bus trip into mystery,
The winds sing old soliloquy,
Some things we’ll never unfold,
Still they shimmer, still they hold.

Bus Trip into Mystery

“Can’t Resist” is a sultry, bilingual slow-burn that explores the magnetic pull of a connection so intense, it leaves you breathless. With a blend of English and Spanish lyrics, this track captures the feeling of complete surrender to chemistry and emotion — when logic fails and desire takes over.

The verses build a sense of quiet tension, as the protagonist questions whether something so good can truly be real. But by the chorus, there’s no doubt — “No puedo resistir / Lo que me haces a mí” (“I can’t resist what you do to me”) — the feelings are undeniable, and both parties know it.

The minimal production, intimate vocals, and hypnotic progression echo the themes of vulnerability and temptation. It’s not just a love song — it’s a moment frozen in time, when two people give in to what they already know is inevitable.

Perfect for late-night listening, romantic playlists, or anyone who’s ever felt helpless in the face of deep attraction.

Can't Resist

[Verse A]
We walked in silence
Didn’t say much, but I felt everything
Your hand brushed mine
And I held on like it meant something
You feel like home
Even when I’m alone
Didn’t need a reason
Just needed the moment
And somehow, you showed it
Didn’t need a reason
Just needed the moment
And somehow, you showed it

[Hook]
You felt like home
Didn’t need a reason
You felt like home

[Verse B]
You leaned in close, didn’t have to speak
Your smile was loud, and my knees went weak
Eyes on the floor, but you saw right through
Said nothing real, but I still knew you

[Hook]
You felt like home
You felt like home

[Bridge]
Yeah… you feel like home
Yeah… even when I’m gone
Even when I’m alone
Didn’t need a reason
Right where I belong
Didn’t say love
Didn’t say love
But I think we know
Yeah…
You feel like home

[Final Drop]
You felt like home
You felt like home
You felt like home
You felt like home

Like Home

“Poison” hits with a sleek groove and late-night tension — a track that drips cool confidence and quiet frustration. With a powerful beat, slick guitar licks, and a melody that sticks with you, it dives into that all-too-familiar space between desire and distance. Lines like “taste like poison – you never respond” cut sharp, capturing the sting of silence when all you wanted was a little conversation. This is smooth, moody pop with bite — perfect for city nights and neon reflections.

Kind regards,
Ed

POISON - EDUARD LEPIK

I make alt-pop for the ones who feel too much, look too good doing it, and leave before they’re understood.

My songs live between disco lights and emotional detachment—soft vocals, sharp turns, and a little chaos you didn’t see coming.

I’m not here to be perfect. I’m here to be felt. 💋

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.
It’s built for the void between stars.
For late nights, deep thoughts, and souls tuned to strange frequencies.

No names. No faces. Just signal, spirit, and sound.

Check me out on Apple Music & Spotify! 💕
Doksy. is a songwriter from British Columbia, whose music blends the soulful rhythms of indie, contemporary R&B, and psychedelic pop.

#Doksy. #Songwriter #Instrumental #Vocal #Producer

Mi Mate Music – Giving Sound to Silent Struggles

Mi Mate Music is a purpose-driven creative project transforming lived experiences into powerful, emotionally charged tracks. Founded by Dennis Weston, this initiative supports individuals—particularly war veterans living with invisible injuries such as PTSD and other mental health conditions—in expressing what too often goes unsaid.

Through music, we help broken people tell their stories in ways that are honest, raw, and empowering. These tracks are more than just songs—they are lived moments, captured in sound.

Our mission is twofold: to support healing through creative expression, and to foster greater understanding of the silent battles many veterans and others endure daily. Every lyric and every beat is crafted to inspire empathy, connection, and insight into the challenges of mental health injuries.

Whether you're navigating your own journey or seeking to understand someone else's, Mi Mate Music offers a soundtrack grounded in truth, resilience, and hope.

Your support helps us continue turning real stories into music that matters.

I'm a professional music producer from southern Germany and I upload my instrumentals/beats/sample productions on Soundcloud.

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

Contact: dietmarhanner@yahoo.com

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