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Insulin

..hold me?

He walks in light
A shining flame
A spark ignites just at his name
No need for stars when he's around
His laugh alone's the sweetest sound

His eyes are oceans
Deep and wide
I lose myself
No place to hide
Each glance he throws
My heart's on fire
He is my dream
My one desire

He is the guy I want
My call
He is my love
He is my all
Through every storm
Through every fall
He lifts me up
He stands so tall

No need for diamonds
Gold
Or fame
His love is worth more than a name
The world may spin
But he's my ground
With him
My joy knows no bound

His touch is soft
His heart is kind
A treasure rare
So hard to find
In his embrace
I find my peace
A love like his will never cease

He is the guy I want
My call
He is my love
He is my all
Through every storm
Through every fall
He lifts me up
He stands so tall


I Lose Myself

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Chillwave, Neo-Psychedelica, Hypnagogic Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie, Alternative

The code is lost.

Remember Me

High Speed

Reconstruirse es una canción que suena como un susurro en el vacío.
Narra el momento en que, tras romperse del todo, solo queda mirar hacia dentro y empezar de nuevo... sin él.
Una voz sola en el espacio, pero viva.

Reconstruirse

Within the Flame

Mean Time

I Do

Cold breath
Thin walls
Still death
No doors

Glass eyes
Steel frame
Soft cries
No name

Dim light
No key
No flight
No plea
A room
No floors
No truth
No doors

Grey skin
Faint sound
Shut in
Spellbound

Lost place
Time stalls
Pale face
Night calls

Don’t speak
Don’t stay
No week
No day
A room
No floors
No breath
No doors

A Room Without Doors

[Verse 1]
My world was once a sapphire shade of blue,
The sky above was honest—lines all true.
You came alive like ivy on cold stone;
Now emerald vines grow where I roam.

[Pre-Chorus]
As I keep walking, I keep eroding,
Through the static of the night,
I hear your voice—but it’s just memory,
A flicker buried out of sight.

[Chorus]
My favorite color now has turned to green—
It drips from leaves, it stains the unseen.
You wore it soft, like dawn behind the rain—
Now it clings to me like barnacles on pain.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on... still beating.

[Verse 2]
In misty fields, I walk alone.
Green shadows flicker where we called home.
My hands once reached for skies of blue,
But every touch now leads back to you.

[Pre-Chorus – Variation]
And I keep walking, I keep eroding,
Through the static of the night,
I hear your laugh—but it’s just memory,
A pale star lost in fading light.

[Chorus – Variation]
My favorite color now is verdigris green—
It drips from leaves, it stains the unseen.
I trace your pulse through every leaf—
Each is a wound that time won’t relieve.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on... still beating.

[Bridge – Crescendo]
I am a broken shadow still,
Scarred by sapphire, torn by green’s chill.
Yet in the quiet, faint echoes weave—
Your soul rides on the autumn breeze.

[Final Chorus – Reprise]
My favorite color now is haunted green—
Fused with my sapphire past into teal.
It binds our fractured echoes in between—
A wounded heart that only time can heal.
I bear your sorrow in fractured dreams;
I walk on… heart still beating.

[Outro – Coda]
A wounded heart that only time can heal,
My favorite color now is haunted teal.

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A post-punk elegy where color becomes memory. Haunted Green traces the shift from sapphire skies to verdigris shadows—woven with baritone vocals, haunting guitars, and a pulse that refuses to die. It’s the sound of grief painted on the soul’s canvas.

“Haunted Green” weaves past and present into one wounded spectrum. It’s an elegy for transformation, where sorrow and memory blend until they become the very essence of who we are.

———

Genre: Post-Punk Revival / Alternative Ballad 
Key: D Major
BPM: 119
Time Signature: 4/4

———

Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved. 

Light

Haunted Green

Bubblegum Toothpaste (prod. kiialko)

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Jangle Pop, Indie, Alternative

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dreams are fried and layered with angels

Call me S.

CONTACT: thestartofsomethingbusiness@gmail.com

The start of something

Norwegian/English 
Just your typical 20yo male artist, who writes all his own lyrics (half of it is actually freestyled)

AKA: Really home made

NEW MUSIC EVERY WEEK

I'm Coda Wolf. My tracks are built from scars, smoke, and late-night truths. Not here to chase charts—I speak what I live.
 No fake hype, no watered-down vibes.
One voice. One vision. No apologies.

I Do

S.O.S

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