Lumina

A bitter late-night drive anthem for the ones who’ll always miss you after doing you wrong.

Miss Me (Remastered)

не плачь slowed reverb

Szaladnál :(

My first song that did good, almost hit 30k on spotify

Sticks & Stones

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wontlastforever

wont last 4 ever | yung axstn + sadlikesktchyy (billion.stars)

🌊✨ Lies never sounded this smooth. This track drifts in like a summer wave, whispering sweet nothings in your ear—only to reveal they’re about as real as your neighbor’s “lottery win” or your classmate’s “beauty queen bride.” Grocery-store heartbreaks, broke jackpots, and pageant crowns from the past all float through shimmering synths and lazy beats, until you realize: it’s all just fantasy.

Perfect for late-night drives, neon sunsets, or when you need a soundtrack to roll your eyes at the drama of everyday fibs. Put it on, lean back, and let the vibe remind you that cheap words may fade, but good music carries you.

Lyrics:

She said she loves me, and there is only me,
Whispered sweet promises, like waves upon the sea.
But a few days later, what did I see?
Her kissing another man, behind the grocery.

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

My neighbor told me, with a sparkle in his eye,
He won the big jackpot, man, he touched the sky.
But the very next week, he’s knocking on my door,
“Could you lend me some money? I’m a little bit poor...”

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

An old classmate found me, on a late night street,
Said he married a beauty queen, the world at his feet.
But when she came ‘round the corner, truth hit me fast,
Let’s just say the pageant crown was stuck in the past...

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

Stories we tell, to shine a little more,
But when the mask slips, we’ve all heard it before.
Truth is a mirror, lies crack it apart,
Every cheap story leaves a scar on the heart.

And now I tell you, with a wink and a smile,
This song’s number one in the U.S. in a while.
But when the charts are out, and you look for me —
Well, guess what, friends? It’s pure fantasy...

So it turned out to be, only fantasy.
Cheap little words, but they never carried me.
So it turned out to be, only fantasy —
Painted-up tales with no reality.

Fantasy (Chillwave Version)

⏰ 10:04 on the clock. A half-empty saloon. A cola fizzing in its glass like it has secrets to spill. Somewhere between yesterday’s bread and tomorrow’s dust, a lonely piano sketches out questions no one can answer.

This track is a slow burn of time slipping through your fingers — clocks ticking, ghosts sipping, neon memories fading like headlights down a wet road. It’s the taste of cola and regret, the hush of an empty morning bar, and the sound of pages turning in silence.

Play it when you want to feel like the last soul awake in the city, waiting for something (or someone) that may never arrive.

🥤 Tick. Sip. Ache. Repeat.

Lyrics:

10:04, I glance again
Clock hand moves, I stay the same
Empty chairs, silver spoons
Echoes dance in this faded saloon

Still still smell like yesterday's bread
No footsteps now, just ghosts instead
Lady in white, she hands me a glass
Cola fizzes, memories pass
She drifts away, behind her stand
One eye watching, open hand

Tick by tick, the mercy's thin
Time don't care where I have been
I'm the only soul on this morning stage
Sipping the silence, page by page

And I sip on my cola drink
Let my mind sink
Why this ache, what's it about?
How to find out, how to find out
And I sip on my cola drink
As the minutes blink
Will it matter or just burn out?
How to find out, how to find out

Labels written in tongues unknown
Sip it down, still all alone
The floor's pristine, the light is low
But a heavy wind just won't let go
Behind the glass, she checks her phone
Maybe she's lonely too, who knows?
I count the things I used to hold
Each warm joy comes bought and sold
This drink, this place, this quiet bar
Fading like headlights from afar

No trumpet calls, no golden clue
Only the clock swallowing me and you
Each weekday morning wears no crown
Another petal falling down

And I sip on my cola drink
Let my mind sink
Why this ache, what's it about?
How to find out, how to find out
And I sip on my cola drink
As the minutes blink
Will it matter or just burn out?
How to find out, how to find out

9 o'clock was a breath ago
11's already tapping my shoulder
Days fold like linen napkins slow
Weeks vanish steam over water
And someday this room's just dust
And I won't even know what I forgot

And I sip on my cola drink
Let my mind sink
Why this ache, what's it about?
How to find out, how to find out
And I sip on my cola drink
As the world shrinks
No one will remember, not even me, no doubt
How to find out, how to find out

Coca Cola (Piano Version)

[Verse 1]  
Broken glass across the floor,  
Reflections I can’t hide anymore.  
Every shard, a memory,  
Cuts me deep, but sets me free.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Though I bleed, I still survive,  
Every scar keeps me alive.  

[Chorus]  
Crystal tears, they fall like rain,  
Shining beauty hides the pain.  
Every drop’s a piece of me,  
Fragile but in clarity.  

[Verse 2]  
Silent screams within the night,  
Turn to diamonds in the light.  
Even sorrow has its glow,  
Through the cracks, the love will show.  

[Bridge]  
Let me fall, but let me shine,  
Brokenness is still divine.  

[Final Chorus]  
Crystal tears, they fall like rain,  
Shining beauty hides the pain.  
Every drop’s a piece of me,  
Fragile but in clarity.  

Crystal Tears

Going through a breakup? Here is your latest breakup song by us, Thee Eddys. Its live on all streaming services, let us know your thoughts on TikTok and Instagram!

Hole Left From You

Ever had a day so boring it deserved its own soundtrack? Well, here it is: “Dull Dull Days” — the anthem for overworked souls, messy desks, and that suspicious can of tuna you ate because lunch options were a myth.

This song captures the tragic beauty of waiting for 5 o’clock, only to realize you’ve got three pointless meetings left, a bus that’s late, and coffee that tastes like existential dread. It’s not sad enough to make you cry, but it’s dull enough to make you question the invention of Mondays.

Think of it as your daily survival kit: part sarcastic lullaby, part office horror story, and part “yes, tomorrow will be just as bad.” Play it loud, hum it under your breath while staring at Excel, or use it as the official theme song for your next existential coffee break.

Warning: Listening may cause sudden sighs, sarcastic head nodding, and the uncontrollable urge to file vacation days.

Lyrics:

Heavy clouds in the sky,
Dragging hours, my oh my.
Work is endless, nothing won,
Desk’s a mess, the day’s not done.

Appointments waiting after five,
No time to eat, just to survive.
Lie in bed, but sleep won’t stay,
Another dull day’s on its way.

Dull Dull Days — passing me by,
Dull Dull Days — too dull to make me cry.
Dull Dull Days — a clock with no sound,
Dull Dull Days — no fun can be found. 

Morning hits with tired eyes,
Same routine, no surprise.
Coffee bitter, buses late,
Every minute feels like fate.

Meetings drone, the phone won’t stop,
Every task’s a mountain top.
And still I know when night is through,
Tomorrow waits — dull day renewed.

Dull Dull Days — passing me by,
Dull Dull Days — too dull to make me cry.
Dull Dull Days — a clock with no sound,
Dull Dull Days — no fun can be found. 

Think of tomorrow, it gets worse,
Every dull day repeats the curse.
One by one, they line in rows,
Endless march — and on it goes.

Dull Dull Days — passing me by,
Dull Dull Days — too dull to make me cry.
Dull Dull Days — a clock with no sound,
Dull Dull Days — no fun can be found.

Dull Days

Ever wondered what happens when chaos gets lip filler, buys a neon dress, and starts sipping smoothies through a glittery straw? 🎀🥤 This track is your warning sign: a dangerous mix of hair like fire, eyes like glass, and smiles that come with a side of heartbreak.

Think of it as an anthem for every poor soul who thought “she can’t be that crazy” — only to find themselves crying on the floor while she Instagrams her açai bowl. 🍓📸

“Crazy Cuties” is loud, dramatic, and dangerously catchy — like falling in love with someone who steals your fries and your sanity. Listen at your own risk. 🚨💋

Lyrics:

Not stable, not sane,
Still they tell you you’re to blame.
Hair like fire, eyes like glass,
Every moment cuts too fast.
Glitter smile, a poisoned kiss,
You never asked for pain like this.

Oh my god those crazy cuties,
Insane beauties with killer booties.
Oh my god those crazy cuties,
Breaking hearts and sipping smoothies. 

Blinded by a beauty face,
At the end you want escape to space.
Lipstick red across your skin,
You lose the fight before begin.
Every laugh’s a loaded gun,
They play the game — you’re always done.

Oh my god those crazy cuties,
Insane beauties with killer booties.
Oh my god those crazy cuties,
Breaking hearts and sipping smoothies. 

You can’t ignore, you can’t defend,
It’s madness dressed in sweet pretend.
The floor gives way, your chest caves in,
They always win, they always win!

Oh my god those crazy cuties,
Insane beauties with killer booties.
Oh my god those crazy cuties,
Breaking hearts and sipping smoothies. 

Laughter rings like shattered glass,
You chase a dream that cannot last.
Crazy cuties, insane beauties —
Breaking hearts and sipping smoothies.

Crazy Cuties

This song is about holding on when you know it’s already gone. 🍂
Leaves Are Falling Down the Stairs is me rewinding memories, wishing I could do it all again, even though I know it ends. It’s messy, emotional, but real — the kind of pain that makes you stronger after.

If you’ve ever missed someone so much that it hurts, you’ll feel this. 💔✨

Even Though It Ends

"Empty Room" is a song straight from the heart 💖 — about love that never really disappears, even when it hurts. It’s about emptiness, longing, and the kind of feelings that stay with you forever. 🕊️✨ I wrote these lyrics on one of the hardest days of my life — the emotions just spilled out, and when I recorded the demo, I couldn’t stop the tears. 💫 This song is my reminder to love here and now, to live here and now, and to be real and free. 💜 Your support means everything — thank you for being with me on this journey. 👉 If this song hits you, please share it with the people who matter to you. 🌟

Empty Room

Questa canzone è solo una parte della storia 🥰
Ascolta anche tutte le altre dell'album:

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Ferita

Vizitor- How To Break A Woman's Heart FT. Diana Raven (Official Audio)

👂💧 Somewhere in the same city lives the guy with the big ears — arrogant, manipulative, a human word-pretzel machine who feeds on your trust like it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet. Not far away lives the guy with the big tears — an emotional waterfall in sneakers, hugging everyone’s pain like it’s his full-time job.

This track is their soundtrack.
One twists, one weeps.
One builds walls, one breaks hearts.
Both deserve their own Netflix series, but instead they ended up in my jangle-pop / indie-rock fever dream.

Turn it up loud, cry a little, laugh a little, and remember:
👉 The guy with the big ears is not like the guy with the big tears.

Lyrics:

The guy with the big ears,
he twists your words, he twists your fears.
He takes your trust, he breaks it down,
he wears a smile but it’s a crown.

And the guy with the big tears,
he cries for love, he cries for years.
He carries hearts, he carries pain,
he gives it all and gets no gain.

The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

Oh — pain in my heart, oh — tears never stop,
cry for the broken, cry till we drop.
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

The guy with the big ears,
he never bleeds, he never hears.
He builds his walls, he hides his face,
he leaves behind an empty place.

But the guy with the big tears,
he’s love and loss, he’s hope and fears.
He holds your hand, he feels your night,
he breaks in dark, but he burns in light.

The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

Always alone, forever in fear,
crying for love, crying right here.
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

Tears… tears… tears…
Hearts… hearts… broken hearts…
The guy with the big ears,
is not like the guy with the big tears…

The guy with the big ears

Thee Eddys on ALL streaming platforms x

Thee Eddys are a two-piece band formed by uni students chasing their hobbies and dreams.
Jamie (drums), originally from St Helens, is inspired by local bands such as The K’s.
Harry (piano and vocals) is from the seaside town of Blackpool, bringing his own style and passion into the mix, with influence from favourite artists. 

After meeting at university and jamming together, they’re proud to have released their first cover in August 2025 — with plenty more to come. With original material already in the works, it’s an exciting time for Thee Eddys and their fans.

JENYKA is a songwriter, performer, and musician from Sofia, Bulgaria. Born on December 24, 2009. In 2021, JENYKA became a finalist on "Bulgaria's Got Talent.". In 2024, her song "Hopeless" won second place at the "On the Music Waves" World Contest for New Pop Songs, and her track "Everything" was named the #1 New Pop Song at the "I Want Your Music" contest in Rome, Italy. JENYKA has also performed acoustic versions of her songs as part of the global SOFAR concert series. Her music combines deep emotion with inspiring lyrics, and she dreams of reaching a global audience to inspire, uplift, and heal through her music.

https://linktr.ee/jenyka

The ‘O’ – Music Between Light and Shadow

Welcome to The ‘O’ – a music project born out of real emotion, poetic storytelling, and deep personal reflection. Every song in this channel explores the raw edges of human experience – love, loss, identity, healing – through a wide range of genres from Dark EDM to melancholic ballads and twisted Rockabilly anthems.

The lyrics and concepts are entirely original, crafted with care and creativity.
The musical production and vocals are brought to life using advanced artificial intelligence, allowing emotions to resonate in a way that blends human depth with cutting-edge technology.

This is where vulnerability meets sound design, and honesty finds its beat.

The ‘O’ stands for the circle of emotions we all move through – again and again.

Simon Zalán becsületes nevem, ahová a kezem teszem ott csár terem #DIGGIBOYS

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My name is Vizitor, and I am a heavy metal musician and pop music producer based in NH, USA.

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!

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