Ritual Charades

I'm so tired of being here  
Tired of names I can't forget  
Tired of seeing my own reflection  
Tired of always feeling lost within  
I keep waking up alive  
And I don't know what for  

I don’t want comfort, don't want lies  
I want escape, just close my eyes  

Yet in this fight, I can't ignore  
The faintest hope worth living for  
Underneath, a reason stays  
A voice that cuts through all this weight  
I'm reaching out beyond the fear  
Hoping something real is near  
Each step I take still feels like a fall  
But I keep moving through it all  

I remember the way she smiled  
How nothing I did was ever wrong  
She hid her hurt behind her eyes  
Made pain a verse inside her song  
I didn’t see how deep it went  
Thought she’d always be that strong  
Now she’s gone, her silence stayed  
And I'm still here, but I’m not okay  

I know she's gone, but nothing fills the space  
I still feel her in everything I face  

I see her face in every wall  
Hear her laugh, then nothing at all  
The world still turns, but not for me  
I'm haunted by who I used to be  
Each step I take still feels like a fall  
But I keep moving through it all  
She left with grace I'll never find  
And took the part I called alive  

She's not here, yet she won't leave  
Her laugh in the dark, her breath in me  
How do I keep walking like she’s still there  
Holding onto a ghost as if she cared?  

I still see her face when darkness calls  
Hear her voice before silence falls  
She's not here, yet I still react  
To a love I can't bring back  
I don’t know how to move beyond  
But I carry what she left behind  
In memories, I find my strength  
Each step I take still feels like a fall  
But I keep moving through it all  

I carry her with me  
In every step I don’t want to take  
That’s the promise  
That’s the hope I find in her

In Every Step

I rise, not for breath, but to pull you below,
To the marrow where your certainty won't grow.
You, a whisper sewn in skin and bone—
Hard to follow, easier to dethrone.

Too late for words, we wait through the pale—
Dawn flickers like a match, fragile and frail.
They told you I was dulled and golden-flecked,
But gold’s just rust they haven’t checked.

Each hour marked, I’m dressed for the vanishing—
Every return, it’s just another reckoning.
Each breath I take, I wear like a mourning veil,
Every farewell’s just another funeral trail.

I don’t climb for air—I descend to trace
The fault lines carved in your sacred space.
Outside, the lawn is cluttered with hushed decay—
Leaves without names, and no branches to stay.

Each hour marked, I’m dressed for the vanishing—
Every return, it’s just another reckoning.
Each breath I take, I wear like a mourning veil,
Every farewell’s just another funeral trail.

The Funeral

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[Verse 1
Been schooled by the black-top, taught by the dust,
Slept in the shadow of a diesel’s rust.
Thought I’d mastered the chapters of heartache and burn—
Turns out the hardest page is still waitin’ its turn.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Verse 2
I’ve bartered with barrooms, lied to the law,
Carved my confession in a tooth-marked drawl.
But the mirror keeps whisperin’, son, you ain’t through—
There’s a brand-new lesson hidin’ in the powder-keg blue.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Bridge
So light me a lantern of whiskey and sin,
Let the sparks spell the sermons I carry within.
If wisdom’s a bullet, I’m spinnin’ the drum—
Click after click till the final round comes.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.Verse 1
Been schooled by the black-top, taught by the dust,
Slept in the shadow of a diesel’s rust.
Thought I’d mastered the chapters of heartache and burn—
Turns out the hardest page is still waitin’ its turn.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Verse 2
I’ve bartered with barrooms, lied to the law,
Carved my confession in a tooth-marked drawl.
But the mirror keeps whisperin’, son, you ain’t through—
There’s a brand-new lesson hidin’ in the powder-keg blue.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Bridge
So light me a lantern of whiskey and sin,
Let the sparks spell the sermons I carry within.
If wisdom’s a bullet, I’m spinnin’ the drum—
Click after click till the final round comes.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

One More Curve Ahead

Fight for your faith

Sorry if i ruined this song.
No copyright intended.
Thanks Hayd. 

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Memories (Hayd - Head in the Clouds) Lofi-Remix

Nivelle drifts like the first whisper of spring after a long winter; soft, cinematic, and full of warmth. With airy textures, subtle beats, and delicate melodic layers, it creates a timeless soundscape for moments of reflection, slow mornings, and peaceful nights.

Sample Rate: 48 kHz
Genre: Lo-Fi Chill / Ambient / Downtempo / Cinematic Chill
BPM: ~90 (mid-slow tempo, smooth flow)
Key: Dreamy major-minor modal tones

NIVELLE

Empathy isn’t free. Some debts can’t be paid in cash. This is one of the songs I made when I first started making music so the quality aint the best. Hate for it to go to waste though! Hopefully it still hits home!

Empathy

talk about you for days

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

Talk to the rain in the dead of the night
City too heavy, no breath, no light
Memories grip, they cut, they choke
Step too slow, my heart half broke
Ghost in my skin, they laugh, they crawl
Mirror don’t show me no truth at all
Shadow stretch long, I feel that burn
Every damn corner, the pain return

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

Morning I wake but the shade still near
Silence so loud that it split my ear
Cracks in the wall from the weight I keep
Whispers in dark put my soul to sleep
Voices erased but I hear that hum
Echoes of promises, never done
Light on my face but I fade away
Holdin’ this pain till my final day

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

If heaven so close why I bleed below?
Why love so heavy like chains that grow?
Carry this night till I break apart
World collapse, it devours my heart

Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die
Chained to the ground, can’t rise, can’t fly
Cold in my chest, my world gon’ die

The missing (Memphis rap reload)

It's Only Us. ( that's enough) <3

It's Only Us. (that's enough) <3

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Memories (Hayd - Head in the Clouds) Lofi-Remix

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