TURN IT OFF MAN! TURN IT OFF!!!

“I live with OCD and I am on the ADHD spectrum, which is the inspiration behind this song. A deep dive into my favourite pop/punk albums from my youth inspired me to revisit this and make it into the song I always knew it could be. This is about anxiety and exposure treatment; how it is a challenge and that in time it will get better and will be OK. I hope you enjoy this anthem” 

feeling hope again. 

It’s burning up the tinder box
Weigh on my brain like broken rocks 
I want you to leave by the front door
Instead I’m letting you put your feet under the table
I’m having drinks with a monster 
And it’s never closing time 
The whispers in my brain transmit like the loudest din and the rumours are always lies 

I’m living moment to moment
It’s hard
It’s hard 
It’s hard
It’s hard
Letting you in
Not figuring you out
Brain volumes on 10 
I’m feeling hope again 

This trapeze I’m jumping off
Down to my feet and staying put
Keeping you here on my terms
Brains on fire my mind burns
Over there I put you out 
Down by the water into a cloud
Of smoke you go to live another day 
Now hold you dear, friend and enemy

© heart house and the new kindness. 2025

Written, performed, recorded, produced and mixed by heart house and the new kindness. 
Mastered by DOLBY

feeling hope again.

It's such an honor and joy to work with these two incredible artists! I have had the privilege of collaborating with Masa (Tot) a few times already, but it is my first making music with Khan. I hope you will enjoy this chilled out summer vibe.

Khan - @khan20233202 - Vocals & Lyrics
Tot - @tot-beat - Beat & Samples
Tea R. Sea - @tea_are_sea - Synth, Drums & Production


Lyrics (by Khan)

ON JULY

We met on July
We don’t know music come from and why
I can hear the storm is coming down down down
We don’t see but we see eye to eye
We can hear muses are coming down down down
We don’t see but we’re brotherhood

I saw fireworks tonight alone
I got the Big echo tonight and moon
I saw fireworks bring me to them
I feel paradise is here for me.

On July (Khan, Tot & Tea R. Sea)

Invisible Space

"The legend of Samson revolves around his incredible, divinely-granted strength, which was linked to his Nazirite vow to keep his hair uncut. Betrayed by his lover Delilah, who was paid by the Philistines to discover the source of his power, Samson's hair was cut while he slept. This act stripped him of his strength, leading to his capture, blinding, and imprisonment by the Philistines. However, Samson's hair grew back, and with a final prayer for strength, he brought down the temple pillars, killing himself and his enemies. "


Eh... fuck that... I'll stay wimp thanks

Thankfully I have my health and the hair had to go as I didn't want to look like Francis of Assissi 😆


Lyrics
Oh Samson power
Hair too long
Oh hippie follicles
Messy and Long
Should I miss the hair
I guess not now
To Baldy Paddy
Sing it loud

So much for dredds
Good scalp was judge
mood Marley tempered
Baldy nudge
Is it old age
Ha! Say soldier phase
Organic bin
Send hair to save

Oh Samson power
Hair was long
Oh hippie follicles
Messy and Long
Why fight nature
Nature is you
Hair or not
There's strenght in clue

Oh Samson power
Hair too long
Oh hippie follicles
Messy and Long
Should I miss the hair
I guess not now
To Baldy Paddy
Sing it loud

Baldy Paddy

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers

here comes the album's opener, a melody and playback I wrote and produced 6 years ago with no text idea until yesterday when two guys met to drag the whole world into the abyss with their f....g egos while the whole world watches helplessly and prefers to focus on its own little lives. it's not they, it's we who mess it up then. writing lyrics has never been easier for me than in this case. and I didn't waste much time to direct my virtual singer, the AI seemed to understand the topic instantly...

Street life, busy business
Fast food in the air
Driven spirits never rest
Ant-like, here to there

Pigeons flutter up in fright
someone honks their horn
Baby crying, welcome shouts
An impatient groan

Chips to go, a scent of spice
Old man with a cough
Kids are joking, running wild
Never get enough

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

Dripping ice cream, lovers flirt
Lady shakes her head
Little girl with curly hair
Upset with her dad

Office buildings line the walk
Modern people swarm
Air-conditioned honeycombs
Just a little worn

Groundhog’s day without a Phil
Living on repeat
To ignore what’s taking place
Right beyond our street

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

No more
We’ve fucked it up
Won’t get it back
No more

No more

The Foolish Dreamer

Lyrics: David L. Graham
Music, vocal, instruments & mix: PJ

Had Love A Time Or Two

Watch the video: https://youtu.be/UUWMRv_sRh0

A dream pop excursion into the meaning of love...
Have you ever said those three words without meaning them?
Or ever heard them, but knew they were a lie?
Whispered without care, tossed into the void as a gesture of placation...
A preoccupation 
A mental vacation

A ticket to easy street
Or manipulation...

Actions always speak louder than words 🖤

Lyrics:

I used to think you had a heart
But now I know it fell apart
The emptiness you gave to me
Some cheap apology

I love you
(I love you)

I Love You

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

A little bird told me you had left this town
And no one knew where you had gone
So many rumors everywhere
They all talked about you, when you weren't there

But little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Sharp tongues on the little birds
They spoke very loudly, made sure they were heard
"What have you done?"
"Why did you leave?"
While you were hiding, the little birds screamed

Little birds can sometimes be fake
You were there, hiding, had made some mistakes
You couldn't show yourself, had so much fear
The little birds made a rumor, that you had disappeared

Fake little birds.....

Fake little birds....

Fake Little Birds

This song was about the tragedy of the twin towers attack and written in 2001. RIP to all the victims 🤍

Lyrics
Tell me this..
Do we know about your fundamental ways?
You kind of miss ..
Our way of life and way of strife, it kind of pays!
Where is the bliss,
In this collapse, in this relapse of olden days and olden ways

Now you've gone and made unsure tomorrow
With what we here no one knows what to follow
Try let your feelings flow and then swallow these lines

Tell me this...
Why have you gone and swallowed yourselves?
Your hypocrites
You could have called this something else
With your fists
This jihad shows nothing but hell,
'Aint hard to tell

Now we long for your reason to greet us
Pledge holy war with yourselves try and beat this
Remember peace in your afghan two fingers worldwide

It's possible
Through the years you've been used and abused
But by whom?
Not the innocent those who take the rule
And you assume
That these people care what you do...
They've got no clue!

Now you've gone and made unsure tomorrow
With what we here no one knows what to follow
Try let your feelings flow and then swallow these lines
Now we long for your reason to greet us
Pledge holy war with yourselves try and beat this
Remember peace in your afghan two fingers worldwide


Drums: Sean Norgrove
Bass: Colin McCann
Guitar: Peter Evans
Vocals: Lucy Stapleton
Guitar: Carl Culliton

Lyrics and Original Composition: Carl Culliton

Arrangement: Ammeca Soul

03 The Collapse

Smirk On My Face released August 22, 2025 please support Rob Olsson and myself by listening to it a million times each!!

TURN IT OFF MAN! TURN IT OFF!!!

Single Use & Recycled