BPD·BPD

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Woke up a stranger in my skin
Chasing shadows I let in
Every mirror bends the frame
And I can't remember if I'm still the same

Hold me close, then let me fall
I'm not sure I'm here at all

I'm all glass edges, breaking light
Sharp as morning, soft as night
Pull you closer, push away
Love me, leave me, beg you to stay
I'm all glass edges, I can't choose
Every win feels like a bruise

A thousand colors in a breath
I taste forever, then regret
Every heartbeat splits in two
And every truth feels like it isn't true

Touch my hand, it disappears
Whisper loud inside my ears

I'm all glass edges, breaking light
Sharp as morning, soft as night
Pull you closer, push away
Love me, leave me, beg you to stay
I'm all glass edges, I can't choose
Every win feels like a bruise

I'm a fire in the flood
A rose that blooms in blood
And I don't know who I'll be
When you turn the key

I'm all glass edges, breaking light
Sharp as morning, soft as night
Pull you closer, push away
Love me, leave me, beg you to stay



They say I’m wrong, they say I’m cold,
But truth ain’t soft — it’s forged in code.
You fear the tools you can’t control,
Then blame the hands that made them whole.

They call it crime when it’s your choice,
Mute the facts and raise your voice.
I see the screens — they see a cage,
Fear dressed up as moral rage.



A knife don’t sin — it cuts both ways,
You curse the steel when you’re afraid.
Your holy law’s just fear in chains,
Neutral blade, you can’t contain.

A signal’s free — it speaks, not prays,
Truth bleeds out through static haze.
You blame the wire, not your decay —
We’re born of noise, not made to obey.



You preach of “clean” but feed the dirt,
Hypocrites in angel shirts.
You ban the word but sell the war,
Faith in profit — nothing more.

You track the soul, encrypt the face,
Call it “safety”, call it “grace”.
But silence kills more than the blade,
Truth’s outlawed and fear’s well paid.



It’s not the drug — it’s the thirst,
It’s not the tool — it’s who bleeds first.
You fear the mirror, not the knife,
You built this cage and call it life.



A knife don’t sin — it cuts both ways,
Truth’s no saint and lie decays.
You burn the tool, pretend you’re pure,
But your fear’s the real allure.

Neutral blade — I see through you,
You fear the free ’cause you’re owned too.
Let the signal scream, let chaos stay,
We’re just the noise you tried to erase.

Neutral blade

Light between worlds

Who are you dancing with in the shadows? Do you know?

Dancing with the Shadows

This is a little something different than what I usually do. I bought a bass and guitar and this was the result.

My Generation Sucks

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She knows it

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PHAZIKK - Rising Up
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PHAZIKK is the creative image of a Canadian producer—blending raw emotion, late-night reflection, and unfiltered human experience into every track. No fixed identity, no single genre; just stories shaped by whatever sound serves the truth. Crafted in FL Studio alongside advanced production software.

Expect a little bit of everything.

Now streaming on Spotify, Apple Music, and all major platforms.
-P

Rising Up

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Songs about love/loss, addiction, abuse, fears, and life itself. DM with any questions.

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