Pelsomatic - The dark side of diversity ( D&B - 2024.)

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when i spitz

When I Spitz

A gentle ballad that drifts between memory and sky.
This song captures the quiet ache of parting, the warmth left behind, and the silent promise that we’re never truly alone.
Softly unfolding like a dream, it follows a journey through invisible skies—where someone, now wind, still watches over you.

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J'PEUX PLUS ME PASSER DE VOUS (paroles).

C'est vrai!
Je l'reconnais
et, je l'avoue ;
j'peux me passer de vous.

Sans bruit,
vous avez suivi
mes ch'mins de boue ;
j'peux plus me passer de vous.

Dans l'ombre,
vous fîtes fondre
tous mes igloos ;
j'peux plus me passer de vous.

J'me croyais perdu, cloîtré, sans issue,
près du précipice de mes artifices ;
mais, vous n'êtes pas comme les autres.
J'm'étais enfermé ; seul, barricadé,
derrière des murailles ; des remparts de pailles.
Cette histoire n'est pas comme les autres.
Non, cette histoire n'est pas comme les autres.

J'vous aime
sans mise en scène
et, sans tabou ;
j'peux plus me passer de vous.

Demain
est bien moins loin ;
il est à nous.
J'peux plus me passer de vous.

J'me sentais déçu par ces ingénues
aux corps de silice, si froids et si lisses ;
mais, vous n'êtes pas comme les autres.
J'métais arrêté au bord du passé,
comme pris en tenaille, quand l'espoir se taille ;
cette histoire n'est pas comme les autres.
Non, cette histoire n'est pas comme les autres.

J'vous ai aperçue ; si belle ; mise à nu.
Quand la toile nous tisse des heures sans supplice ;
car vous n'êtes pas comme les autres.
J'n'ai pu m'empêcher ; j'ai laissé tomber
mes précieuses murailles, mes remparts de paille ;
cette histoire n'est pas comme les autres.
Non, cette histoire n'est pas comme les autres.

Copyright © by Sébastien Bonneau dit OttO DIDAkT.
Tous Droits Réservés (SACD).
Paroles, Musique, Arrangements.

J'peux plus me passer de vous. - (2025)

Just me against the night. Hip Hop, rap, trap, banger beat and great vibes

Mad Domz - Me against the night

U.Poet - Big Picture {Prod By Kinelle Man}

Reversed an old song of mine with vocals and made an AI cover.  If you reverse the AI, you get gibberish.

Backward Praise

There's this weight I carry
It's heavy and exhausting
It's beautiful, and quite daring

It yanks me down more times than I can count
Squeezes, punches, and pushes every last nerve
But it's perfect on every account

Cawl breathes slow on the stove, mist in the garden,
Socks too big, hoodie too soft, feet on the mat just pardon,
A silence so wide it could sing, no need to explain the ache,
Half a bap in my hand, hymns in crumbs, sat still by the lake.

Old church stone’s sweatin’ stories, moss grown round the ledge,
Cuppa steams like confessionals, my thoughts perched on the edge.
Bit mental, bit brill, she left her laugh in the pan, cheeky and warm "that's our man".

Bottled rhyme, tick tock, 
slow the rise ol clock.

Step steep, sweep and swoon
Weird wollen jumper,
Steph holds the afternoon.

You gonna count, aye love you're mommies girl. Sweet little pea my perfect pearl.

Half a bap and a hymn,
Mid-morning holy within.
Breathe it in, thyme, sage, half-bit
"How ya been?"
With you, I can't even pretend to keep it in.

Woke up to toys underfoot, like shrines in technicolour,
in time for bells on change, an old school scholar.
Crows on the spire, forgettin’ their chime,
here by the hearth, “Love’s just waitin’ in line.”

Got no psalms left in pockets, just tissues and change,
Still preach in whispers to the plants like the world ain't gone strange.
Bit of mud on the buggy wheel, scribbled fears on a Tesco list,
And all I crave’s someone to say: “aye, I see the twist.”

Half a bap and a hymn,
Mid-morning holy within.
Thats the lull in the din,
ugh...
I forgot to take out the bin.

Canal path’s wild and worn and weeds and stone,
Girls sre asleep and the world’s gone quiet, the creek's in my bone.
That ache in my shoulder, it’s the weight of still tryin’,
To fold the laundry and the past without breakin’ or lyin’
Lying down, without breakin a sweat.
Aye, bet that's the best we'll ever get.

Nappies, hymn books, sweet peas and coughs,
Still argue with her voice when the light switches off.
Might not make sense but it’s sacred as sin,
This holy mess of livin’, a hymn in my tin.

Half a bap and a hymn,
Life’s sermon stitched in skin.
No prayer more thick than kin,
And silence knows where she’s been.

"I said nothin’… but she heard it all.
That’s how it is.
Theology in tea, zen in socks,
Hidden happy heart, hugging a post box.

Days spill like milk on the floor, never quite cleaned right,
But still I sing to the night, her lullabies not in sight.
Brittle breakfast barely bitten,
Cassius callous Chiton.
Worn and torn, by you.
You, little philosopher up on roof,
Gazing at wonderes, looking for proof.

Half a bap and a hymn,
Warm crumbs, the soul’s violin.
Playin a tune to the crackle within,
All the places this heart had been.

For its weight brings me great joy
And the warmth is overwhelming
So I hold tight and hold strong and enjoy

For the terrain will mellow down
And it will not always be this heavy
So this weight I hold with love, and in it I drowne.

Half a bap and a hymn

"Still I Believe" is a melancholic indie rock song that explores the emotional complexities of love, trust, and loss. The lyrics follow the narrator's inner journey through heartbreak and the lingering presence of a loved one who is no longer fully there. Despite fading memories and emotional wounds, the central theme of belief endures—belief in love, in connection, and in the fragile beauty of moments once shared. Through poetic imagery and introspective storytelling, the song reflects on the resilience of the human heart and the quiet strength it takes to keep believing, even in the face of uncertainty and pain. The recurring chorus reinforces this fragile hope, while instrumental passages give space for reflection and emotional weight.


Title: "Still I Believe"

[Intro – Instrumental I]
[mournful guitar picking, soft piano notes, distant drums begin to rise]


---

[Verse 1]
I watched the lights go out downtown
You held your breath, I wrote it down
The silence spoke more than the sound
Of all the things we lost and found
Your coat still hanging by the door
You’re here, but not the same no more


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[Verse 2]
We walked through winters made of glass
Each step a crack that couldn’t last
Your fingers slipped out of my clasp
Like morning smoke that couldn’t grasp
The warmth we built in trembling hours
Now buried deep beneath the flowers


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[Verse 3]
But I believe in broken lines
In crooked maps and warning signs
I trust in how the shadows lean
In sleepless nights and in-between
I believe though everything shakes
In love that bends but never breaks


---

[Chorus]
Still I believe in the things we said
In letters burned and tears we bled
Though the truth is hard to retrieve
I breathe you in, and I believe


---

[Instrumental II]
[steady bass builds, echoing guitar riffs drift like thoughts returning]


---

[Verse 4]
You kissed me like a vow undone
The way we speak when dreams have run
You held your hope like loaded dice
I paid the toll, I rolled it twice
Faith was something soft and frail
A boat we rowed with tattered sail


---

[Bridge]
And I’ve been chasing ghosts of you
Through every bar and avenue
But when I close my eyes at night
You flicker on, a fading light
I lost you, but I never leave
The aching place where I believe


---

[Instrumental III]
[distorted guitar swells, piano motifs return, strings rise in the background]


---

[Verse 5]
Now time moves slow through gravel roads
The heart forgets, the body knows
I wear your voice behind my eyes
It sings when every moment dies
You were the storm I couldn’t tame
But still I whisper out your name


---

[Reprise – Chorus variant]
Still I believe, though the sky won’t clear
Through every doubt and every fear
You were the lie I had to grieve
And still I breathe, and still believe


---

[Instrumental IV]
[somber piano solo with background noise of wind and faint heartbeat drum]


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[Outro – Instrumental V]
[fading guitar, reverb-heavy harmonics, last piano chord echoes into silence]



Still I Believe

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I touched what made you glow

A rewrite from the original version I did a couple days ago.  

Cold Rainy Night

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