BACKROOMS

(Heavy Metal R&B – 150 BPM, deep and brooding, swelling into anthemic intensity) (Verse 1 – 0:00 to 0:35 – Murky, slow-build instrumentation, low vocals, tension simmering beneath the surface) Headlights sweep through empty streets, Another loop, another repeat. The speakers hum a song half-played, Like an echo with nothing to say. Every thought stalls at the light, Idle hands on the wheel too tight. The air is thick with something unsaid, Like a station stuck between frequencies again. (Spoken Drop – 0:35 to 0:40 – Almost like an intrusive thought, low and distant) "Some things don’t move, even when they’re gone." (Chorus – 0:40 to 1:10 – Heavy guitars crash in, soaring vocals with a raw, melodic edge) It sits like a paperweight, Holding down the space it takes. Not a sound, not a shape, But I feel it anyway. I don’t reach, I don’t chase, But somehow, it never misplaces. (Verse 2 – 1:10 to 1:45 – Slightly stronger delivery, layered harmonies, building intensity) Lines blur on the interstate, I swear we’ve passed this place before. The song’s still playing, stuck on repeat, But neither of us sing along anymore. Tried to switch the station, tried to tune it out, But silence rings the loudest now. I tell myself it's nothing much, Just the weight of air between us now. (Spoken Drop – 1:45 to 1:50 – A bit more detached, distant, but sharp) "It’s not here, but it’s never gone." (Chorus – 1:50 to 2:20 – Even more intense, harmonies layered with distant screams in the background) It sits like a paperweight, Holding down the space it takes. Not a sound, not a shape, But I feel it anyway. I don’t reach, I don’t chase, But somehow, it never misplaces. (Bridge – 2:20 to 2:50 – Stripped-down moment, haunting vocals, tension swelling back up) If we turn the wheel, where do we go? If we stop the car, will we even know? Or do we just keep driving on, Waiting for a song we don’t already know? (Spoken Drop – 2:50 to 2:55 – A quiet realization, barely audible over the buildup to the final chorus) "Not everything leaves the way it should." (Final Chorus – 2:55 to 3:25 – Full explosion, controlled chaos, heavy instrumentals with raw emotion in the vocals) It sits like a paperweight, Holding down the space it takes. Not a sound, not a shape, But I feel it anyway. I don’t reach, I don’t chase, But somehow, it never misplaces. (Outro – 3:25 to 3:50 – Instruments fading out, soft hums like a distant memory, ghostly but warm) (Softly spoken, like a final echo before silence sets in) "Some things don’t move, even when they’re gone."

--- [Intro] Mmm… hmmm… hush now, sleep… Can you hear it, soft and deep? Beyond the veil where dreamers roam, Something stirs… calls you home… --- [Verse 1] Where the silver mist won’t fade, Nameless shadows softly sway. Beneath a sky where no stars gleam, The Dreaming Beast still waits… unseen. --- Its breath is fog, a drifting tide, Its voice, the wind—a song that glides. Some say it walks, but leaves no mark, Some say it calls, from hollow dark. --- [Chorus] Mmm… hmmm… sleep now… hush… Let the night embrace in dust… Mmm… ahhh… let, let go… The Dreaming Beast will take you low… --- [Verse 2] They say. if you should wander far, A whisper calls, like a falling star. A voice so soft, yet laced with weight, Guiding you gently, sealing your fate. It knows each dream, each tale untold, The silent songs, the memories old. It carries time, lost and worn, Drifting quiet… yet never torn. --- [Bridge] Shhh… can you hear it sigh? Shh... The hush of the world… shh.. the voice in the night… If you listen, too close, follow too deep. You may be lost, where no stars sleep. A place where echoes twist and flow, Where the Dreaming Beast waits below… --- [Chorus] Mmm… hmmm… the night breathes, the wind sings… Sleep now, sleep… the mist still clings… Mmm… ahhh… let.., let go… Let The Dreaming Beast take you low… --- [Outro] The mist retreats, the whispers fade, The silver harp sings its last refrain. Morning comes, the dream is gone… But the Beast still waits… beyond the dawn..... --- Shhhh...

a song about TF2 medic going crazy hearing everyone calling out for medic until he snaps and starts killing Broken Piano, distorted sounds of war, voice going crazier over time

[Intro] Mmm… hmmm… shhh.... hush… Can you hear it..? Beyond the veil of sleep… something stirs… --- [Verse] In a place, where the mist never fades. Silver shadows drift without names. Beneath a sky, where no shine of stars... The Dreaming Beast waits, outside of time. --- Its breath is fog, rolling soft and low. Its voice is wind, a song of, echoes. Some say it walks. yet leaves no trace, Some say it calls. yet none know, its face. --- [Chorus] Mmm… hmmm… sleep now… hush… Let the night cradle you in pale dust… Mmm… ahhh… let, let go… The Dreaming Beast will... take you, below… --- [Verse] They say... if you wander too far, in sleep. A whisper calls, low and deep... A voice like, the sigh of a long-lost song, Will guiding you gently, pulling you on. It knows each dream, ever spun, every tale. left unsung. It carries on. the weight of years, Drifting in quiet, untouched by fear. --- [Bridge] Shhh….. can you hear it? The hush of the world… the voice in the dark… If you listen too close, follow too deep... You may be lost where the stars, don’t sleep. A place where forgotten, echoes flow. Where is the Dreaming Beast waiting... below. --- [Verse] Mmm… hmmm… the night sighs, the wind sings… Sleep now, sleep… the pale mist clings… Mmm… ahhh…, let it go… The Dreaming Beast will... take you, Below… --- The mist thins, the whispers fade, The silver harp plays its last refrain. Morning comes, the dream is gone… But the Beast still waits—beyond the dawn. [Outro]

Verse 1 A clock spins backward in the sand, Counting shadows with no hands. The moon hums low, a fractured tune, It’s waxing thin, but never blooms. Chorus And the river sings in circles, Words that vanish in the haze. We’re chasing echoes through the static, Lost in a pointless, endless maze. But the silence feels like questions, And the questions feel like home. Verse 2 A feather falls from empty skies, It burns like ice, but never flies. The trees lean in, they twist, they sigh, Their roots are threads in a tapestry of why. Chorus And the river sings in circles, Words that vanish in the haze. We’re chasing echoes through the static, Lost in a pointless, endless maze. But the silence feels like questions, And the questions feel like home. Bridge There’s a door beneath the water, Locked with keys made of wind. I’ve been knocking with my shadow, But the hinges won’t begin. Is it pointless to keep knocking? Is it meaning to pretend? The fog just laughs and whispers, "This is where the edges bend." Outro So I’ll sit here with the fragments, Of a map that doesn’t lead. The stars are blinking nonsense, But I swear they plant a seed. It’s pointless, but it lingers, Like a dream you can’t unfold. And the mystery keeps me wondering, If the pointless holds the gold.

[Introduction: Synth pads, light rain, gentle wind, subtle clock ticking] [Verse 1: Synth pads, calm ocean waves, rhythmic footsteps] [Chorus: Synth pads, light rain, gentle wind, calm ocean waves] [Verse 2: Synth pads, morning birds, distant traffic] [Bridge: Breakdown section, synth pads, rain intensifies] [Build-Up 2: Gradual reintroduction of elements, increasing intensity] [Final Chorus: Synth pads, light rain, gentle wind, calm ocean waves] [Outro: Pads, gradual slowdown, removing elements slowly, ending with calm ocean waves]

हे आमा ! देखाइदेउ हे आमा ! काम, काम हामी गर्दछौं घरका रित्ता भकारी– डाला पौरखले भर्दछौं। जाने हो कता देखाऊ बाटो हृदय खोलेर उघार्छौं हामी ज्योतिको दैलो यो जुगै फेरेर। घुम्दछौं प्रत्येक गाउँका कुना ज्ञानज्योति छरेर प्रत्येक सुख्खा थलोमा आज सिँचाइ गरेर। पु¥याउँदछौं सारा विकट ठाउँमा चम्किलो बिजुली उर्वरा पार्छौं खोँच र बगर यै माटो उचाली। यो छातीभित्र छ राँको जल्दो नेपाली तागत मिहिनेत गर्छौं बनाउन देश बहुञ्जेल रगत। भिजाउनु परे यो माटो आज, मायाले भिजाउँछौं माटोमा जाँगर उठाउनु परे आफैंलाई उठाउँछौं। देशलाई शक्ति चाहिएमा मेरै बल बाहु छन् तयार चम्किला सधैं म देख्न पाऊँ आमाको मुहार। ०००

In the static of the city, whispers call, Neon shadows dance along the wall. Chasing dreams on empty streets, Where the past and future secretly meet. Can you hear the echoes of tomorrow? A symphony of joy and sorrow. Through the noise, a melody, Guiding us to what could be. Fragments of a broken song, We piece together, moving on. Rhythms pulse beneath our skin, A new beginning to begin. Can you hear the echoes of tomorrow? A symphony of joy and sorrow. Through the noise, a melody, Guiding us to what could be. In the silence between the notes, A truth within us softly floats. We find our voice, we find our way, In the music of a brand new day. Can you hear the echoes of tomorrow? A symphony of joy and sorrow. Through the noise, a melody, Guiding us to what could be. As the final chord fades out, We embrace the unknown without doubt. For in the echoes, we discover, The song of life, like no other.

(Full song in indo-Arabic style, start with arabic mandolin and strings) **Intro** **Pre chourus** (Female vocals) मेरी आंखें वल्लाह वल्लाह जुल्फ रातें वल्लाह वल्लाह जिक्र मेरा वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह।।।।।।।।। मेरी आंखें वल्लाह वल्लाह जुल्फ रातें वल्लाह वल्लाह जिक्र मेरा वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह।।।।।।।।।।। किस्मतों ने रुख मोड़ें जब पड़ी मेरी निगाह, मैं जिसे मिल जाऊं तो मिल जाए उसे पनाह ।।।।।।।।।। मेरी आंखें वल्लाह वल्लाह जुल्फ रातें वल्लाह वल्लाह जिक्र मेरा वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह ।।।।।।।।।।। **Interludes**arabic instumenal** **Verse 1** (Female vocals) दिल भी थोड़ा इश्कजदा सा जिस्म बागी है.. ऐ...ऐ...ऐ...ऐ...ऐ... सिलसिला ए मुलाकातों की प्यास जागी है.....ऐ...ऐ...ऐ...ऐ... **Bridge** दिल भी थोड़ा इश्कजदा सा जिस्म बागी है.. ऐ...ऐ...ऐ...ऐ...ऐ... सिलसिला ए मुलाकातों की प्यास जागी है.....ऐ...ऐ...ऐ...ऐ... आ मेरे थोड़ा करीब..... तो मुकम्मल सुन भी लें कह रहे खामोश लब.......बात आधी हैं....... हुस्न में तू डूब जा।।।।।।।।।। ख्वाहिशों को भी चख ले ले मुझे आगोश में दिल में दे थोड़ी जगह।।।।।।।।। **Pre chourus** मेरी आंखें वल्लाह वल्लाह जुल्फ रातें वल्लाह वल्लाह जिक्र मेरा वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह ।।।।।।।।।।। **Interludes**arabic male vocals** हबीबीईईई....ई..ई..ई।।।। हबिबी।।।।।। हबीबी।।।।।। (Achostic arabic strings and drums) **Verse 2** (Female vocals) हम भी शामिल हो गए हैं उनकी बातों में... ए.. ए..ए.. ए ... करवटों का सिलसिला है सर्द रातों में...ए.. ए..ए.. ए ... हबीबी।।।। ओ ओ ओ ओ ओ।।।।।।। हम भी शामिल हो गए हैं उनकी बातों में... ए.. ए..ए.. ए ... करवटों का सिलसिला है सर्द रातों में...ए.. ए..ए.. ए ... हम मुतासिर से हुए उनके आने से।।।।। फूल बनके खिल उठा है।।।। इश्क कांटों में इन लबों की प्यास को अपनी चाहत से भर दे कर करम कोई मुझपे हो जाऊं तेरी सुबह।।।।।।।।।।। **Outro** (Male vocals) मेरी आंखें वल्लाह वल्लाह जुल्फ रातें वल्लाह वल्लाह जिक्र मेरा वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह वल्लाह।।।।।।।।।।।।

LSD Is the remedy When the colors bleed I can’t feel a thing