Lyricist Songwriter
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ExperienceIntermediate
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About
- I'm a songwriter who wants others to record my songs.
- I'm a lyricist looking for musicians to write music to my lyrics.
Pain is an independent writer and lyricist, dedicated to the formal documentation of subjective experience. Operating at the intersection of rhythmic composition and narrative-driven prose, his work prioritizes technical precision and industrial aesthetics over traditional emotive expression.
Utilizing the frameworks of hip-hop cadence and alternative music, he maps the mechanics of memory, investigating how finite moments are archived or discarded by the conscious mind. By translating private, often inaccessible experiences into a standardized format, his practice rejects flowery sentimentality in favor of direct, observable, and chronological documentation.
Utilizing the frameworks of hip-hop cadence and alternative music, he maps the mechanics of memory, investigating how finite moments are archived or discarded by the conscious mind. By translating private, often inaccessible experiences into a standardized format, his practice rejects flowery sentimentality in favor of direct, observable, and chronological documentation.
Goals
Find a co-writerGet recorded/performedPublishing deal or sync placement
Genres
Hip-hopIndieK-popPopRapR&BRockBlues
Dreams & ambitions
I hope someday I join labels like Dreamville and become famous globally for my lyrics.
Use of AI
Doesn't use AI.
Mood of their music
Dark and intenseSad and reflectiveRomantic and sentimentalSerious and intelligentHeavy and powerful
Lyrics
Happy
Blues
I wonder how many goodbyes you’re gonna say,
Running into escape.
I wish you knew
That we’re just two dreamers
Preparing for the fall.
All I ever ask:
Will you trust me once?
The tides of fate were made to break
What we built and what we left.
My tears are a single glance away.
What’s left of my shame?
Maybe one day we’ll meet again,
And I’ll tell you that I still love.
I’m such a creep,
I’ll wait for you till dusk turns bright.
Maybe my ashes will grow old,
Sitting on the path,
Lonely.
The moon was cold, but the skies were clear.
It’s nothing new for me, so once again I’ll sear,
Cremated in the fragrance of memories —
Your memories.
All I hold dear are your memories.
Someday soon
I’ll be dust again,
Wash the room
In these empty swings.
A flower will bloom,
And you’ll be loved again
By someone new.
You deserved to be
Happy.
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