Break The A.C.

Gameover

Bang Kiss Bye

Demolition

The Summer I Couldn't Do Better - Sessions

Trampoline

Bikini Babe (Snippet)

Somber

The waves looked gentle from the shoreline,
Soft whispers calling me to stay.
They said, “Come closer, it’s safe here,”
But the calm was only painted that way.
The moment I stepped in, the truth hit—
Cold hands pulling at my knees.
The ocean promised it would hold me,
But it only knows how to seize.

I try to kick, try to rise,
But the surface keeps drifting higher.
And all the comfort I was promised
Was just the ocean—
A practiced liar.

The ocean lied, said it would heal me,
But it pulled me under quietly.
I’m sinking in waters that said they’d keep me safe,
But the truth is buried deep beneath the waves.
The ocean lied, said it would listen,
But it swallowed every word I tried to give it.
I’m reaching for the surface, reaching for light—
But the current keeps saying I’ll be alright.

The salt sits heavy on my eyelashes,
Like memories I can’t wash away.
The deeper I go, the colder it gets,
And the shoreline fades into gray.
I swear I heard it hum a promise,
“Sink a little more, you’ll feel less.”
But every inch I fall feels heavier,
Like I’m drowning in my own regrets.

I try to swim, try to speak,
But the water twists every sound.
It holds me close like comfort—
Only to drag me down.

The ocean lied, said it would heal me,
But it pulled me under quietly.
I’m sinking in waters that said they’d keep me safe,
But the truth is buried deep beneath the waves.
The ocean lied, said it would listen,
But it swallowed every word I tried to give it.
I’m reaching for the surface, reaching for light—
But the current keeps saying I’ll be alright.

Maybe I trusted too quickly,
Maybe I needed somewhere to fall.
But the sea doesn’t hold you gently—
It holds you
Until you lose it all.
And even as I fight my way upward,
The tide still whispers in my ear:
“Stay. Sink. Stay. Sink.”
Like it loves the taste of fear.

The ocean lied, said it would heal me,
But it pulled me under quietly.
I’m sinking in waters that said they’d keep me safe,
But the truth is buried deep beneath the waves.
The ocean lied, said it would listen,
But it swallowed every word I tried to give it.
I’m reaching for the surface, reaching for light—
But the current keeps saying I’ll be alright.

Maybe someday I’ll break the waterline,
Leave the lies and the tide behind.
But right now, I’m trapped in the blue—
And the ocean whispers like it’s true.

The Ocean Lied

Endless August is ten songs that refuse to let summer die.
It’s the feeling of warm teak under bare feet at 2AM, the taste of coconut rum and lime on a moving car’s wind the hush when the bar locks its doors but the music keeps breathing.

Golden-hour sunsets bleeding into porch-light worship, saltwater beds, backyard hammocks, ice melting slower than time itself this album is every perfect, suspended moment you never want to end

Smooth R&B and coastal neo-soul soaked in salt air late-night confessions and the kind of love that makes September irrelevant.

Press play once and August stays forever

Coconut & Lime

Island

Unreleased

Oceans

Break The A.C.

Kim Petras