Life is shining

Dance in the fire

IF YOU'RE LOVED AT CHRISTMAS

Bad habit 

[Verse 1]
You said forever, but you lied so sweet,
Left your echo where my heart should beat.
Now I’m chasing ghosts in my bed,
Every touch just messes with my head.
You made love feel like a promise owed,
Then left me standing in the cold.
Your shadow’s the only thing that stays,
Guess I’m addicted to the ache.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tried to wash you out my skin,
But the scent of you keeps sinking in.
It’s like you branded me inside —
I keep coming back, though I’ve tried.
[Chorus]
You’re my bad habit,
The poison I taste when I can’t stand it.
You broke me down, but I still crave,
That love I can’t seem to save.
I should let go, but it’s too late,
Guess I’m just used to the pain.
[Verse 2]
You know the weakness that you made,
The way you love, then pull away.
I keep replaying what we were,
Like I could heal if I remembered.
Your lies got rhythm, they sound true,
Every line just pulls me through.
I hate the way I love the sting,
But I can’t stop remembering.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tried to wash you out my skin,
But the scent of you keeps sinking in.
It’s like you branded me inside —
I keep coming back, though I’ve tried.
[Chorus]
You’re my bad habit,
The poison I taste when I can’t stand it.
You broke me down, but I still crave,
That love I can’t seem to save.
I should let go, but it’s too late,
Guess I’m just used to the pain.
[Bridge]
No more tears, I’m running dry,
Still I call your name at night.
Every scar you left remains,
But maybe I like the way it burns my veins.
[Final Chorus]
You’re my bad habit,
The poison I taste when I can’t stand it.
You broke me down, but I still crave,
That love I can’t seem to save.
I should let go, but it’s too late,
Guess I’m just used to the pain.
[Outro]
Yeah… used to the pain.
It’s the only thing that feels the same.

Copyright (c) 2025 Lisa Andreou * All Rights Reserved

Bad habit

The song portrays a descent through a bleak inner landscape, where memories and emotions flicker like broken signals. The “wires” symbolize tangled connections and the fragile pathways the mind struggles to navigate. Each verse reveals how noise, distortion, and fading pulses reflect the song’s themes of disorientation and searching. Ultimately, the piece suggests that clarity isn’t found in light, but in learning to move through the darkness with awareness.---Original 2016; Rmx. 2024; THX Ruben K. for your Support. From >How We Became Who We Are<. Lyrics: Y. Frömme

Ash In The Wires

Thunder's Shadow

Sink into this downtempo track built for late-night listening and slow, immersive grooves. Warm pads, textured drums, and a bass line that steadily carries the whole atmosphere. Put on your headphones, dim the lights, and let the visualizer draw you in.

If you’re enjoying the track, like, comment, and stick around for more in the coming weeks and months. 

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Fosters

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Music and Lyrics by Samm Musick
Copyright 2025 Musick Productions (ASCAP)

The Otherside

Alt-Pop, Indie Pop, Sophisti-Pop, Downtempo, Synthwave

the night manager

the night manager by Guinevere

(Verse 1) L’autre femme, A le temps de faire ses boucles, L’autre femme, Reste parfaite et souple Et personne ne l’a jamais vue, Trébucher dans la rue
... ... L’autre femme, Sent bon, même à la fin de la journée. L’autre femme, N’oublie jamais d’arroser ses fleurs, Chez elle, rien ne traîne au sol, Tout respire la douceur.

(Bridge) Et quand son homme répond à l’appel, Il la trouve toujours là, telle une reine éternelle. ... Car être à ses côtés, Rend tout plus léger, Ohohohohohohoh…

(Verse 2) Mais l’autre femme, Va dormir les larmes aux yeux, L’autre femme, N’a plus d’amour, ni de feu. Et plus les années vont passer,
…
… L’autre femme, N’auras personne pour lui dire adieu…
Même pas Dieu…

(Outro) Même pas Dieu... ohoh-dodo Ah ah, ah... Ah ah... Oooh...
Même pas Dieu…

l’autre-femme.mp3


Busy old sun, breaking through my blinds
Why do you insist on waking us this time?
Do lovers have to live by your command?
Must we rise and fall by your hand?

Go bother schoolkids dragging to their desks
Go wake the workers grinding through their shifts
Go tell the bosses that the day begins
But leave us here in darkness skin on skin

Love doesn't answer to the clock
Love doesn't care about your time
We make our own hours within these bounds
So busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun…
Busy old sun…

You predictable fool with your reliable rise
Your punctual arc across the skies
We don't need your light to know what's real
We' make our own heat the better to feel

So go chase the farmers to their fields
Go hurry merchants through their deals
Go rule the world that lives by your design
But you've got no power in this space of mine

Love doesn't answer to the clock
Love doesn't care about your time
We make our own hours within these bounds
So busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun, go do your rounds
Busy old sun…
Busy old sun

Busy Old Sun

Everything said has already been said! But…

Coronardefekt is an electronic music project from Halle (Saale), Germany, that has been developing the connection between sound, technology, and emotion since the early 1990s.

My journey began in 1992, when a fascination with electronic sound generation and synthesizers laid the foundation for everything that followed. Influenced by Depeche Mode, Front 242, Delerium, Front Line Assembly, Dead Can Dance, and many others, I began creating my own sonic worlds – dark, driving, and emotional.

My music moves freely between Electro, House, EBM, Hip-Hop, and experimental sound structures – everything that inspires, excites, and moves me. I produce with a variety of synthesizers and analog sound sources – including the Yamaha MOXF6, Microkorg-S, Deepmind 12, Arturia Microbrute, Yamaha DX7, and Behringer TD-3-BU – with Ableton Live as the creative hub.

Each track is created with a focus on atmosphere, texture, and emotion – an expression of my personal sound journey. So far, all releases have remained private, but the essence lies in the creative process itself: sound research, sound design, and the pure joy of electronic music.

I don’t see myself as a product, but as an ongoing experiment – a project that grows, transforms, and continually redefines itself.

“Music is not a destination, but an eternal journey – and the processing of emotions.”

Ash In The Wires

Coronardefekt

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