What brushes me makes me weak
I hide where no light leaks

I belong to chains that bind
Leave as soon as love turns blind
I won’t take the lonely way
I escape the risks each day

With you I fall apart
Without you I fall apart

In the shade
I hide a little more
In the shade
When the heart is sore
Keeping what I hate
Let my body freeze
In the shade (in the shade)
I hide a little more

Though I carry hate inside
You still hear me, never hide
Let the angel guard this story
With you I lose my glory
Without you I lose my glory

With you I fall apart
Without you I fall apart

In the shade
I hide a little more
In the shade
When the heart is sore
Keeping what I hate
Let my body freeze

Cold inside my veins
Darkness still remains
Every step is pain
I can’t break the chain

In the shade (in the shade)
I hide a little more
In the shade (in the shade)
When the heart is sore
Keeping what I hate
Let my body freeze

In the shade (in the shade)
In the shade (in the shade)

In the shade

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.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

In the shade

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