đź–¤ Lyrics I Lived First
These songs started in my nervous system.
The ache. The silence. The part that braced. The scream no one translated.
I lived every lyric first.
Then I use Suno AI to give them a voice and instruments.
I don’t sing the songs myself. I write them. I survive them. I finish them.
What you hear is sorcery for closet songwriters: words stitched into sound.
What you read is survival turned into music.
đź“€ My first full album lives on the GORGEOUS page.
This space is for all the single releases—the songs that keep coming.
🏚 The site is still under reconstruction.
Pages are shifting. Bones are showing. I’m gutting it as I go.
The homepage is music. Because it always was. Every other link? Just bones I left behind for those crawling back to their own body.
👇 Scroll for the songs.
LOUDER - Lyrics
This is a song for the ones who learned to shrink, smile, and stay silent. LOUDER is a rage anthem and reclamation rite—a lyrical exorcism of every time you were told to hush, calm down, or “be nice.” Through somatic truth-telling and vocal liberation, Loui Crow cracks open the jaw, breathes through the freeze, and lets the sound come back unfiltered. This isn’t about noise—it’s about claim.
🪶 Featherlock - Lyrics
A ritual song for nervous system healing and emotional release. It explores how physical pain stores emotional memory, and how old loyalty patterns leave somatic marks. With chant-style affirmations and poetic cadence, it creates a permission space for softness, truth-telling, and spiritual reentry. It’s not about pain management—it’s about spell-breaking.
I Don’t Have to Hold It All Migraine Medicine — Lyrics
This blog shares the full lyrics to “I Don’t Have to Hold It All,” a somatic healing anthem for migraine sufferers and emotional over-carriers. It reframes chronic pain not as a weakness but as a sacred message from the nervous system. With affirmations and breath-based repetition, this piece gives voice to held tension, unspoken boundaries, and the emotional weight stored in the body. It’s a permission slip to stop holding everything—and start listening instead.