All The Same

Digital Prayer is a dystopian 80s-inspired synthpop song that explores themes of digital alienation, societal decay, and emotional numbness in a hyperconnected world. Through haunting lyrics and a driving analog rhythm, the song paints a bleak picture of a society lost in screens, automation, and artificial belief systems. It follows a protagonist who sends a metaphorical prayer into the digital void, searching for connection, meaning, and truth in a mechanized reality. The verses detail the collapse of human intimacy and authenticity, while the chorus echoes a desperate plea for contact and understanding beyond the static noise. With layered synths, industrial beats, and retro-futuristic atmospheres, the track delivers a powerful critique of modern isolation and the fading echoes of humanity in a world governed by data.

Lyrics
[Intro – instrumental]  
[Slow pulsating synth bass, mechanical rhythm builds with gated snares and distant choir pads]

[Verse 1]  
Wires hum like ancient cries,  
Screens are glowing in the dark,  
Truth dissolves in lullabies,  
Hope reduced to just a spark.  
Plastic gods in neon grace,  
Marching through electric night,  
Selling dreams we can't replace,  
Trading silence for the light.

[Instrumental – short drop]  
[Arpeggiated synth, robotic textures, synthetic reverb accents]

[Verse 2]  
We scroll through lies we never wrote,  
Each update kills a part of soul,  
Our hearts beat in a muted code,  
Disconnected, not quite whole.  
Mirrors show a hollow face,  
Framed by ads and coded shame,  
Lost inside this data race,  
Searching for someone to blame.

[Chorus]  
We send a digital prayer to the sky,  
No one listens, no one asks why.  
We're just shadows in a stream of time,  
Counting the seconds, locked in a mime.  
This is the sound of the end we made,  
Dancing alone in the mess we laid.  
Oh, signal me back if you're still there—  
Somewhere beyond the static air.

[Interlude – instrumental]  
[Dark synths swell, analog distortions blend with ambient glitches]

[Verse 3]  
The clocks are melting on the wall,  
Rhythms loop but never change,  
Empires built to rise and fall,  
We stay numb inside the range.  
Voices fade in chrome and steel,  
Truth replaced by sweet design,  
We forget how love should feel,  
Living under coded sign.

[Bridge – whispered vocal over slow synth pad]  
Tell me—can you feel the tremble?  
Beneath the beat, behind the veil?  
Was it ever real, or just assembled?  
A silent scream in digital mail.

[Instrumental – driving rhythm section]  
[Analog basslines, industrial drums, layered choir pad chords]

[Verse 4]  
We wear our sins like velvet skin,  
Flashing smiles that never stay,  
Longing for what might have been,  
In this cold electric play.  
Footsteps echo in the night,  
From souls we never tried to know,  
Each regret a point of light,  
In this dark collective glow.

[Reprise – Chorus with intensified layers]  
We send a digital prayer to the sky,  
No one listens, no one asks why.  
We're just shadows in a stream of time,  
Counting the seconds, locked in a mime.  
This is the sound of the end we made,  
Dancing alone in the mess we laid.  
Oh, signal me back if you're still there—  
Somewhere beyond the static air.

[Outro – instrumental]  
[Echoed synth lead fades into static, drum pattern decays into silence, a final analog pulse blinks out]


Digital Prayer

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From ironic self-awareness to raw breakdowns, it’s a haunting portrait of someone trying to remember who they were before the performance began. Gritty sound design, vocal doubling and cinematic ad-libs drive a journey from sarcasm to sorrow to self-searching with a chorus made to scream from your bedroom floor.

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It tells the story of a father broken by heartbreak, depression, and drink — a slow decline witnessed by his family, who tried to save him. By the time he was ready to accept help, it was too late.

Woven with lines from a personal poem written for him, the song is both a eulogy and a confession — a heavy but beautiful reminder that love and grief are inseparable.

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i'm back with another one!! hope you like it <3

Lyrics:

I’m still feeling fucked, fucked in the head
I need a break
I don’t wanna be here
Running out of luck in the end
I need a friend
Everybody disappeared from my life and again
I don't intend to push it all away

Say my name, and never let it go
Keep it on your tongue, cause I know All you wanna do is hang my life on that rope And all you ever do is live a little lie Think you're lost in there

So take it all in
Leave it on the countertop 
Baby, you and I are sad enough
Feelin' lost in overdrive
Baby, we are on overtime
I still think about your love
All I wanna do is play another round
Baby, you and I gon’ be alright

I’m still feeling fucked, fucked in the head
I need a break
I don’t wanna be here
Running out of luck in the end
I need a friend
Everybody disappeared from my life and again
I don't intend to push it all away 

How do we feel while we fade? 
I need to go back, need you like yesterday, I'm
Feelin' too much, only thing left in my mind
Is how you played me, you came around but left me alone  
But I still miss you
Only me with you
When drunk as hell it hits you
How do I fix you
Lost all of my friends to kiss you
Can’t dismiss you
Call me fate, I’ll see you again


I’m still feeling fucked, fucked in the head
I need a break
I don’t wanna be here
Running out of luck in the end
I need a friend
Everybody disappeared from my life and again
I don't intend to push it all away 

I’m still feeling fucked, fucked in the head
I need a break
I don’t wanna be here
Running out of luck in the end
I need a friend
Everybody disappeared from my life and again
I don't intend to push it all away

don't wanna be here

Rawr (heißt ich liebe dich)

I hate you mother fuckers y'all took my personal journey my books that my therapist told me to write in I hope yall broke ass go to hell on Allah for trying to speak my pain pussy and you know why your name is not John Nathaniel Ware Jr IV and all my journals and raps and verses and songs got my name and date in my fucking books burn up burn in hell for speaking my pain and don't say prove it on Allah you can burn in hell for them words I really don't give a fuck trying to get rich from speaking my pain you know why you stuck in hell that's for trying to get rich off my pain or speak my life story you ain't the seven key trying to rap like me speak like me talking about fucking bitches like me you living a lie you ain't got a 7-inches dick burning hell pussy rapping about some shit you can't do

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This ongoing project rises from heart, soul, curiosity, experience — and a couple of programs that help me piece it all together. Share if you care! :)
Rap, trap, indie, grunge, country, trance — just some of the sounds I’ve been shaping along the way.

My music changes with the day. No plan, no limits — just feeling, rhythm, and the joy of creating something that might make someone else feel too.
Thanks for being here — check out my other pages if you want to dive deeper. Q&A in the mail please.

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