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.
Nice is the Disease - Lyrics
This blog dissects the sickness of being “nice” when it costs you your truth. It reveals how fawning, false guilt, and boundaryless compassion get mistaken for love—and how that performance poisons the soul. Through raw story and lyrics, it offers a way out: back to self-trust, clear boundaries, and connection that doesn’t require self-erasure. You’ll walk away knowing the difference between real care and holy contortion.
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.