"Hey" explores the tension between vulnerability and intention in the early stages of connection. It speaks from the perspective of someone who isn’t here to impress or deceive. Rather than sell fantasies, Styles expresses a desire to nurture what’s real, to be present as trust takes root and affection deepens naturally.

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🎵 Try Again
by The Mainside Project

I’ve been lost, walking through the quiet
Carrying weight that no one ever sees
But even when the night feels like a riot
Something in me pulls me to believe

I’ve missed the mark, I’ve felt the sting
But I’m still here, I’ve got my wings
The page is blank, the ink is new
And I know now what I must do

So I’ll try again, start again
Even when the odds pretend
I can’t win, I won’t bend
I’ve got more than I had back then
Every fall, every fight
Leads me to the edge of light
I’m not done, won’t let it end
I’ll try again

They said the dream would break like paper
But they don’t know the fire in my hands
You can doubt me now, or doubt me later
I’ll keep moving—won’t need to defend

I’ve seen the storm, I’ve felt the burn
But I’ve got fuel for my return
The path is rough, the signs unclear
But I’m still holding to the wheel

So I’ll try again, start again
Even when the odds pretend
I can’t win, I won’t bend
I’ve got more than I had back then
Every fall, every fight
Leads me to the edge of light
I’m not done, won’t let it end
I’ll try again

One more breath, one more move
I’ve got nothing left to prove
This is mine, my second wind
I’ve got strength beneath my skin

Yeah, I’ll try again, start again
Even when the odds pretend
I can’t win, I won’t bend
I’ve got more than I had back then
Every fall, every fight
Brings me closer to the light
I’m not gone, I’m here to mend
So I’ll try again

Try again...
I’ll try again.

Try Again

Segredo

Midnight Whispers

I grew up in a small town
Every day the same old crowd
Dreamt of being someone different
So I had to get out

I can't find a place to call home
In this world I wander alone
And it don't matter how far I go
No I can't find a place to call home

Well I moved to the city
And got a couple jobs
All I made was enemies
Who'd take all I got

I can't find a place to call home
In this world I wander alone
And it don't matter how far I go
No I can't find a place to call home

Well I moved to the ocean
And I tried to make friends
But I never saw them again
After that weekend

I can't find a place to call home
In this world I wander alone
And it don't matter how far I go
No I can't find a place to call home

Track from the second ToneBoneMachine album "Ticket To Venus"

Ticket To Venus

No Place To Call Home

“Curtain Call” is a jazz-noir torch song drenched in glamour and fatal irony. With velvet vocals and lounge-inspired flair, it tells the tale of a singer bidding farewell—one alphabet, one act at a time. Backup singers whisper warnings, but fate waits in the wings. A darkly comedic eulogy to performance, pride, and the moment the spotlight fades. Step right, sugar… but watch your footing.

Curtain Call

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=8IA_oM_pmj0&si=G-HTy7aLI4eVflSP

https://open.spotify.com/track/111XxMppjzZzPltydmq5KX?si=c67e4613cf044565

Shine Again

Rise Up


I've been traveling (traveling)
all around the world (all around the world) 
I have met (I have met) 
every kind of girl (every kind of girl) 
but only one (only one) 
fits inside my world (inside my world)
I just wanted happiness 
I thought it was (I thought it was)
too much to ask (too much to ask)
but then gravity 
pulled her to my grasp 
now I found it 
happiness at last 
all the other girls 
can kiss my ass (kiss my ass)

Pineapple Rum 151 your love is like liquor and I got to get me some 
lollipop lick her from the top 
I'm going to love you down from the bottom to the top 
you got me feeling dizzy 
I want to take a spin 
love like this really ought to be a sin 
I'm not trying to be obscene 
but you know what I mean 
A Iove like yours 
makes me want to do the damn thing 
I'm going to buy a ring 
a choir will sing 
black tux white dress done up with the bling 
that'll be the day 
a first for me I must say 
I finally met a worthy lady 
yes not no or maybe 
I'm going to say I do and marry my baby 
let's be real she's a real steal 
our love is the real deal 
caught up in the feeling 
caught up in the feels 
her love makes me higher 
than the Poppy fields 
in Vietnam I say God damn 
Our love the real deal it ain't no sham 
this ain't no scheme 
I found a real queen 
I'm going to be her King 
this love is surreal It's For Real 
it ain't no dream 
if it is then I don't want to wake up 
there ain't no way that we're going to break up 
if this is a dream then I never want to wake up

I've been traveling (traveling)
all around the world (all around the world) 
I have met (I have met) 
every kind of girl (every kind of girl) 
but only one (only one) 
fits inside my world (inside my world)
I just wanted happiness 
I thought it was (I thought it was)
too much to ask (too much to ask)
but then gravity 
pulled her to my grasp 
now I found it 
happiness at last 
all the other girls 
can kiss my ass (kiss my ass)

Traveling Heart Alt Version

Ten reasons why

A dark alt-pop descent into obsession, ritual, and quiet emotional collapse.
“You fake me real. A deal is deal. I take the pill.”
Lyrics, pain, and quiet destruction. 
For fans of dark minimal wave poetry.

A Deal Is Deal

Yo, it’s 😈Gawd, bringin’ that raw, untamed energy straight to your speakers. My music’s a whole vibe—gritty, heavy-hitting beats that slap like thunder, laced with flows that cut deep and keep it real. I’m cookin’ up a mix of dark trap bangers and hazy, cloud-rap waves, with bars that paint the struggle, the hustle, and the fire in my soul. It’s like ridin’ through the city at midnight—moody, intense, but always lit. My sound’s for the rebels, the grinders, the ones who live on the edge and ain’t scared to feel it. Hit up my SoundCloud, crank it loud, and let the chaos take over. 😈Gawd’s here to flip the game.

POP

Ahmed Ismael