Cruise in, let’s go
One touch, let’s vibe
One move, all real
One beat, one ride
Close in, your stride
Locked in, get low
Heartbeat in time
No rush, just ride
Your rhythm and mine

All eyes fade, just you and me
Moving slow but feeling free
No plans, just energy
You lead, I breathe

Midnight rules, no second try
No excuses, just the vibe
You and me, the city lights
That look you give feels just right
Your hands, my waist, we glide
Keep the lights down low tonight
Speakers up, we’re on the rise

Tempo up, rhythm climbs
One spark, can’t hide
One pull, I’m yours
One move, no space
Eyes lock, so close
Heat rise, real slow
Heels off, vinyl’s on repeat
No rules, no lie
We move like fire

Midnight rules, no second try
No excuses, just the vibe
You and me, the city lights
That look you give feels just right
Your hands, my waist, we glide
Keep the lights down low tonight
Speakers up, we’re on the rise

Lights flicker, still we sway
No rush to end the play
Caught in the echo of your touch
Bare feet, dancing in the glow

Midnight rules, no second try
No excuses, just the vibe
You and me, the city lights
That look you give feels just right
Your hands, my waist, we glide
Keep the lights down low tonight
Speakers up, we’re on the rise

We're On The Rise

I feel alive when the sun hits my skin
Head up, windows down, let the light pour in
Heartbeat syncs to the sound of the street
Every step’s got a kick, I'm on my way

No limits, no fear, I’m free
Sky wide open, just me
High-octane vibe
Wild and wired, can’t catch me
Heartbeat loud like a war drum beat

I’m on overdrive, pedal down, flying
High-speed fire on the redline
One spark and I’m off my seat
I’m on overdrive

Socks don’t match, and I kinda don’t care
Singing off-key with the wind in my hair
Waves in the mirror, clouds in the air
Lost on purpose, I like it that way

No limits, no fear, I’m free
Sky wide open, just me
High-octane vibe
Wild and wired, can’t catch me
Heartbeat loud like a war drum beat

I’m on overdrive, pedal down, flying
High-speed fire on the redline
One spark and I’m off my seat
I’m on overdrive

Sunset don’t mean slowin’ down
I keep movin’ even when lights go out
Keep the rhythm, ride the edge
I was made to ride

I’m on overdrive, pedal down, flying
Every wrong turn led to right timing
One spark lit a world in me
I’m on overdrive, where I’m meant to be

Overdrive

Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship)

Elizabeth Taylor X Dancing With Our Hands Tied

Everybody, Elizabeth Taylor (BSB x Taylor Swift)

Silver threads on a borrowed sky
Lanterns glow, but I walk on by
Glass half-full, a shadowed glow
An empty vale I’ll never go

I’ve carried weight that was never mine
Fractured ties I can’t rewind
But choosing me was choosing true
Even if it cut in two

The hush of glass, the heavy air
A ghost sits down in my empty chair
Some choices wound, but still they mend
The kind that break, the kind that end

I was a vacant row, a shadowed song
The quiet part they’ll hum along
I kept the vow I made to me
To stay unbroken, to stay free
What I missed, I’ll never know
So I became the vacant row

Silver threads on a fraying seam
I slipped away into the dream
Kept my silence, paid my due
Chose the healing over you

I hope someday the silence speaks
Of why I left, of what it keeps
The pain was sharp, but so was grace
I found myself in empty space

Ash on water, drifting slow
What I carried, none will know
I missed the dance, I missed the song
But I am learning where I belong

I was a vacant row, a shadowed song
The quiet part they’ll hum along
I kept the vow I made to me
To stay unbroken, to stay free
What I missed, I’ll never know
So I became the vacant row

Will the ghost recall my name?
Will it forgive the choice I claimed?
I whisper love into the rain
And hope our paths might cross again

Maybe one day, the silence bends
And offers mercy in the end
But for tonight, the choice was mine
To draw the line, to cross the line

I was a vacant row, a shadowed song
The quiet part they’ll hum along
I kept the vow I made to me
To stay unbroken, to stay free
What I missed, I’ll never know
So I remain the vacant row

Silver threads on a borrowed sky
Lanterns glow, but I walk on by
Glass half-full, a shadowed glow
An empty vale I’ll never go

I’ve carried weight that was never mine
Fractured ties I can’t rewind
But choosing me was choosing true
Even if it cut in two

The hush of glass, the heavy air
A ghost sits down in my empty chair
Some choices wound, but still they mend
The kind that break, the kind that end

I was a vacant row, a shadowed song
The quiet part they’ll hum along
I kept the vow I made to me
To stay unbroken, to stay free
What I missed, I’ll never know
So I became the vacant row

I was a vacant row, a shadowed song
The quiet part they’ll hum along
I kept the vow I made to me
To stay unbroken, to stay free
What I missed, I’ll never know
So I became the vacant row

In the silence, in the space
Still loving from a safer place
Lanterns fade, the night moves on
I am here, though I am gone
In the silence, in the space
Still loving from a safer place
Lanterns fade, the night moves on
I am here, though I am gone

Empty Vale

I woke up in the middle of a good life,
Heart still clinging, bruised but loud.
All the things I thought I’d outrun
Caught up, asked if I’m still proud.
The coffee’s cold, the sky feels flat,
Still trying to name what broke and where.
Some days I shine, some days I crack,
Some days I disappear.

Every ache means I’m still alive.
We fracture open, then call it strength.
You fall in love, you lose the fight.
You say goodbye, you learn goodnight.
We’re only human for a minute,
But somehow we’re still in it.
Every ache means I’m still alive.

I wanted to mean something, not just blend in
To be seen for once, not understood.
Every whispered prayer was half confession.
Every love I lost, a quiet lesson.
We build our hearts out of accidents,
Then curse the wind when they fall apart.
Maybe grace was never meant to shine,
Just messy hands and a stubborn heart.

All my saints were doubters.
All my heroes burned away.
But they left behind a chorus
I still hum on quiet days.
I don’t need perfection,
Just proof the pain was earned.
If feeling makes me fragile,
Then let it crack and turn.

She said, “Don’t bleed for those who never stay.
You’re not the pour, you’re the cup someday.”
I laughed, but her eyes, they knew the war,
Of giving too much and being ignored.
We build our hearts out of accidents,
Then curse the wind when they fall apart.
Maybe grace was never meant to shine,
Just messy hands and a stubborn heart.

Every ache means I’m still alive.
It means I’m real beneath the fight.
The heart breaks open, lets in light.
You lose the day, but win the night.
We’re only human for a minute,
But I’d live a thousand lives within it.
Every ache means I’m still alive.

Every Ache

I woke up in the middle of a good life
Heart still clinging, bruised but loud.
All the things I thought I’d outrun
Caught up, asked if I’m still proud.
Every story a soft reminder,
Still trying to name what broke and where.
Some days I shine, some days I wander,
Some days love still lives within it.

Every ache means we’re still alive,
We fracture open, then call it strength.
You lose your way, you learn the sky,
You fall apart; you still get by.
We’re only human for a minute,
But there’s forever written in it.
Every ache means we’re still alive.

I wanted to mean something, not just blend in
To be seen for once, not understood.
Every whispered prayer was half confession.
Every love I lost, a quiet lesson.
We build our hearts out of accidents,
Then curse the wind when they fall apart.
Maybe grace was never meant to shine,
Just messy hands and a stubborn heart.

All my saints were doubters.
All my heroes burned away.
But they left behind a chorus
I still hum on quiet days.
I don’t need perfection,
Just proof the pain was earned.
If feeling makes me fragile,
Then let it crack and turn.

She said, “Don’t bleed for those who never stay.
You’re not the pour, you’re the cup someday.”
I laughed, but her eyes, they knew the war,
Of giving too much and being ignored.
We build our hearts from broken things,
And call it grace when they restart.
Maybe grace was never meant to shine,
Just messy hands and a stubborn heart.

Every ache means we’re still alive,
It means we’re real beneath the fight.
The heart breaks open, lets in light.
We lose the day, but win the night,
We’re only human for a minute,
But I’d live a thousand lives within it.
Every ache means
We’re still alive.


Every Ache (Reprise)

Paint on my shoes, sky in my hands,
Mama said stop, I said I can’t.
Every wall is a page, every color a prayer,
If I can’t be seen, I’ll make them stare.

Crayon crown, backyard king,
Broke halo made from a tire swing.
I drew stars on the sidewalk cracks,
Said “one day I’ll never look back.”
Every noise I made was church,
Every mess a kind of birth.
God was a rumor in my room,
And I was humming His tune.

Fingerprints on heaven’s door,
Can’t tell paint from blood no more.

Everything I draw comes alive,
Walls breathing, eyes open wide.
Dreams drip down in silver lines,
I’m the kid who taught the sky to write.
Everything I draw comes alive,
Don’t blink or you’ll miss the light.

Graffiti ghosts start whispering back,
Names I don’t know, voices stacked.
“Boy, you called us with your sound,
Now the spell has found its ground.”
Neon veins on concrete skin,
I see tomorrow crawling in.
Every color hums my name,
Every prayer ignites the frame.

Fingerprints on heaven’s door,
Can’t tell faith from fear no more.

Everything I draw comes alive,
Walls breathing, eyes open wide.
Dreams drip down in silver lines,
I’m the kid who taught the sky to write.
Everything I draw comes alive,
Don’t blink or you’ll miss the light.

One day the fool looked at his wall and saw a door.
He thought he was painting freedom,
but it was prophecy.
He said: “If I’m the fool, then let me preach.
If I’m the mark, then let me teach.”

Everything I draw comes alive,
Golden smoke beneath the lights.
The gods are kids with spray-can hands,
They build their faith in promised lands.
Everything I draw comes alive,
Every wound becomes a sign.
The wall remembers every line.

Everything I draw… comes alive

WALL OF MEMORIES

A cinematic blend of indie rock, post-Britpop, and ambient dream-pop, with emotional female vocals and a touch of orchestral warmth.
it captures the quiet ache of feeling out of sync with a world built for two — where golden lights blur, and the loneliness is soft, but steady.
Layered with electro-acoustic textures, melodic indie softness, and a slow-burning pulse at 100 BPM, this track floats between heartland melancholy and hopeful longing.

Everyone Has Someone

I make music across moods, genres, and voices. Sometimes I’m the storyteller, sometimes I’m the ghost in the machine, sometimes I just let the sound speak. Each track is its own mirror, folk, synth, pop, hip hop, ambient, whatever shape the feeling takes.

I write to give form to what often feels unseen. Even in quiet moments, my art becomes a space where truth surfaces from silence. These songs aren’t just mine; they’re for anyone who’s ever tried to name what can’t be said.

What you’ll find here is a collection of experiments, memories, and alter egos. Proof that truth has many sounds, and that what feels hidden can still connect us.

Multi-genre | experimental
VAL.KÆRA//FRM

Every Ache

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