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Written, Produced and Mixed by JMSN
JMSN - Vocals, Guitar, Keys
Ryan McDiarmid - Drums
Yuki Hayashi - Bass

Heals Me

Act Like I'm Not Here

JMSN - Act Like I'm Not Here

Naomi Sharon - Breeze

Another Life

Celestial

Definition of Love

Hands Tied

Obsidian

Lucid Dreamer

Holding In Place

Violet

Good People

Slip

Can't Forget

thank for 100000 play MBStudio Magilla & Trapparappa  
and thaks for Iris Miss Magilla :) 

Beneath the smog, where the neon veins glow,
She rides the metro, deep where shadows grow.
Steel whispers rules, "No green, no light,"
But a crack in the concrete blooms defiance tonight.

A violet gasp in a grayscale cage,
She hides the sun in a thermos, turns the page—
Roots in the rust, a secret to keep,
While the drones hum lullabies to the city asleep.

Oh, Iris, rise—paint the sky undone!
Through plasti-glass cracks, spills a rebel sun.
A fistful of blue in a world wired gray,
She stole the dawn just to give it away.
Iris in the iron, roots in the rain,
The girl who grew heaven from a subway stain.

Her walls breathe moss where the scanners don’t stare,
A UV heartbeat in polluted air.
The Council’s eyes see "approved," see "clean,"
But the vents sing of forests where no tech’s ever been.

Neighbors pause—
"Why do shadows dance here?
Why does dust taste like stormclouds, like a yearn for the clear?"
She sips her tea, smiles at the static sea,
While Iris hums, "The sky’s just a seed… wait and see."*

Oh, Iris, climb—tear the剧本 of night!
Pixel by pixel, wrong becomes right.
A thumbprint of azure where the steel used to cry,
She’s rewriting the world with a stem and a sigh.
Iris in the iron, thorns full of flame,
The girl who hung galaxies where the drills once came.

*They stormed Block 17-D, black boots on the stair,*
Scanned her walls, found no "threat"—just empty air.
But the roots ran deeper than laws could know,
Coding "hope" in the mainframe, where the grey code grows.
Now children look up through the carcinogen haze,
Whisper, "What’s blue?" as the skyline decays…

Iris lives in the cracks, in the hum of the wires,
In every cracked thermos, in clandestine choirs.
The metro still drowns, but the whispers won’t stop—
A girl and her flower… and the sky.

100000 iris

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