Steph Something

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals, Production Jochen Fleischmann - Bass, Production Marc H - Drums My mind Infinitely Analyzing That thing you said The face you made The tone you said it in I find all the hidden Meaning You think you are slick And it's exhausting Mentally frazzling Anxiety-inducing Indecision ruling And as if that's not Enough There are the what-ifs I've thought them all out Lived every version Of it on a mental train It's enough to drive Anyone insane But it's exhausting Mentally frazzling Anxiety-inducing Indecision ruling Perfectionism Equalling Mountains of self-criticism Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Overthinkin' Keeping me from Living © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar Marc H - Bass Rodney Vosburg - Drums Matt Kaprelian - Production We find ourselves taking sides
 Across a line no one drew
 It all depends on how you look
 Taking in this other point of view By the light of the stars we barely shone
 Bearing the weight of our cross
 For each sin we commit and confess
 Tallies with the ones we accost In the scheme of things are laws to obey 
 And working your fingers to the bone
 All set in place by the ubiquitous "they" Who maintain the status quo all alone By the light of the stars we barely shone
 Bearing the weight of our cross
 For each sin we commit and confess
 Tallies with the ones we accost They wish To drain The milk of Human kindness, they say Our will Be done But I insist
 You stop writing it all down By the light of the stars we barely shone
 Bearing the weight of our cross
 For each sin we commit and confess
 Tallies with the ones we accost © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar, Production Matt Kaprelian - Bass Alex Ruiz - Drums A little too much For anyone Just enough to Get close and run Oh, it is always me It's not you It is always me It's not you Everyone says they want it real But no one really does Authenticity is always beat By comfort But comfort Won't change anything Won't lead to anything Do you want to live Don't you want to live A little too much For anyone Just enough to Get close and run It is always me It's not you It is always me It's not you Everyone says they want it real But no one really does Integrity is always beat By comfort But comfort Won't change Anything Won't lead to Anything Do you want to live Don't you Want to live You build a bridge To burn it down Get the job just to Turn it down You fill my heart Just to rip it apart © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something, Matt Kaprelian, Alex Ruiz

Steph Something - Composition, Lyrics, Melody, Guitar, Vocals Mitch Brody - Guitar, Synth Piano and Bass Chet Ray - Drums, Bass, Production It is Everything The old man Hung his head And his white hair Fell in his face We sat on stones By the fire It felt important Oh, the wealth Of wisdom Oh, the well Of a soul who had lived their life It was important It was Everything He had Nothing to gain And the honesty In his voice And his eyes Were worth the time All on their own But the story of his life It was important It is Everything © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Becoming We wore tomorrow To hide our bruised today Stitched from promises Too loud to ever stay All along we thought We were becoming But all the while we were Breaking The night taught us Every wound could masquerade As a constellation If admired from far away All along we thought We were becoming But all the while we were Breaking Like the Cruelty Of a cigarette It tastes Sweeter Only as it Burns © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Breeze Watching life from the top of the stairs While being a part of it too It was so surreal to know I was finally next to you They all swam in circles But we broke the rules You destroyed your flip-flop And I broke my shoe I took a chance and erased the distance And you were even better than I ever expected Can you see me Can you feel me In the breeze I can see you I can feel you And it feels like home to me You held me in the morning Before making breakfast And when you weren’t around I’d run in the kitchen and do the dishes Upon two shooting stars We each made wishes I put my face close to yours And gave you butterfly kisses Can you see me Can you feel me In the breeze I can see you I can feel you And it feels like home to me

A Men by Steph Something

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Instrumentation, Vocals

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars Mitch Brody - Bass Alex Bevacqua - Drums Spiking the Blueprint You poured concrete over accusations of red flags Placed low priority on the foundation The cement bites The sand smarts And the gravel stings The soil beneath bends and aches They all gnaw away at my trust Like a pack of dogs on fresh raw meat Digging up the dirt Breathing in the dust Building on the ruins Of a broken trust It will be completely devoured soon Leaving a slab upon the earth for which no house can be built Oh, I was certain you'd never do such a thing As to initiate an ending Fated To crumble Watch it fracture Watch it break How much weight can One soul take Beneath our feet The damage stacks There's no turning back From these Twisting cracks There's no turning back Spiking The blueprint When my Back was Turned Motherfucker © Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals Ella B. - Melody, Lyrics, Vocals @blackrunsmusic Jochen Fleischmann - Bass In a Dream Saw you in a dream You were walking along the seams of my jeans Like they were railroad tracks You even had a stick and a sack Over Your Shoulder Over your Shoulder I been ridin' some rough days So my dreams get a little loud My mind yearns to be in the stars Gravity brings me down Waitin' for the sun to explode World's become the boroughs. Do I stay in my dreams Or dare to feel alone Lone, lone, lone alone I smile at you as if I am Columbine My dripping tears tell you all I got inside I started humming a song You smiled and marched along But then you stopped to get some sleep I think you were somewhere right around my Knee 'Round my knee Sleeping Like a baby Well tell me what What do you think What do you think It means

Du Brae - Production Darren Womack - Drums, Mix Steph Something - Vocals

A Piece of Me by Steph Something

Feat: Max Deago

Jochen Fleischmann, Steph Something Feat. Rodney Vosburg & Pierre C

Duh, Yeah! - Jochen Fleischmann & Steph Something

Featuring @haineh

Killing It on the Dance Floor by Steph Something

Vacuum by Steph Something

Steph Something & Matt Kaprelian I see you in moments and depths of despair There's nothing more poignant than what isn't there You make your decisions with scalpel precision Declaring your stance by sheer rote and revision This is life Inside the machine This is life Behind the facade of the American dream There is sweat on your brow and blood on your feet The river's too wide and still waters too deep There is pain in your suffering that has no reprieve The story's unending, the snake eats it’s tale eternally This is life Inside the machine This is life Behind the facade of the American dream In a moment of enlightenment filled with Despair You take to your bed as you shake out your Hair Too much pain when awake and too much Regret Even when battered and bruised and cut to the Quick And in the knowledge of wisdom that hits like a Ba, ba, ba, ba brick As when opposites attract unlike magnets Reversed Where Eve is engendered as Adam Returned to the earth While traditions are broken And favors Withdrawn In the hope of a new age Pandemonium is born There is pain in the knowledge There is No kingdom come So much pain to endure When the truth is undone So gather up the pieces all tattered and torn Let the darkness evolve as the light is foregone They never gave you a fight, no you never ever had a shot The lie is more biblical more often than not This is life Inside the machine This is life Behind the facade of the American dream You're standing alone as the ruins remain Another reminder as you Are writhing in pain Because they couldn’t Make a penny off a dead man, no Because they couldn’t Make a penny off a dead man, no Because they couldn’t Make a penny off a dead man, no So they decided to kill nice and Slow

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals Mitch Brody - Bass, Guitar, Production Loan Williams - Drums The Fool Once again Coming out of the letdown There is one thing I'm sure of And it is That this is Always Going To have me Making a Fool of myself I don't Know how To be anything Other than Completely Honest With you And I try To hold the Truth inside But it always Finds its way out And I find myself the Fool Again © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar Marc Hollett - Drums Pierre C - Bass Mitch Brody - Guitar, Production Reaching Too much Content Too little Of the real thing Too much Isolation Too little Community This machine is bound to break down if I Don't get my feet back on the ground Keep your Emoji Hearts And hugs Show me That you give a fuck By Showing up This machine is bound to break down if I Don't get my feet back on the ground We are so disconnected While being so connected I keep reaching out and coming back with An empty Hand © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something & Chet Ray

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals Richard Bradley - Guitars, Production Moe Howard - Keys Marc Hollett - Drums Lukas Durjan - Bass When You're Gone My bed was fine with one for once My days were filled with going through the motions Which became As simple as taking a breath of oxygen As meaningful as swallowing down The bad taste That makes me shiver Oh, even at The sound of anything familiar But somehow always Carried me back To the cold sheets That broke the fever What was I thinking When I said Sometimes when the light hits right You become a work of art Other times I just need a warm body next to me And you, you've mastered the act Of being the perfect Lover By memorizing Those movie scenes That made her cry And somehow always Carried her back To the cold sheets That broke her fever What was she thinking When she said And what was I thinking When I said Stay with me tonight Stay with me tonight Stay with me tonight Oh Oh This bed don't get no warmer When you're gone © 2010 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something & Massimo DeAgostini No More No More I cannot believe it took so long for me to see Things were never really that deep You won't even brave the asphalt of my street You don't get the version of me That you love the most anymore I am saving My blood for the ones who bleed Not the ones who just take what they Need from me I can only reciprocate What is exchanged To do otherwise Would invite pain So I can no longer let you take What you will not give back to me You can't have the version of me That you love the most anymore I am saving My blood for the ones who bleed Not the ones who just take what they Need from me No more Open house For a ghost My heart is closed to those Who leave me standing Outside their door © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Cover of Nirvana's, Lithium Steph Something - Guitar, Vocals, Production Jochen Fleischmann - Bass, Production Marc Hollett - Drums

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals Mitch Brody - Piano, Fx, Produciton The Pattern Things are nothing until you give them meaning Misery doesn't exist until you write the story of it Woe is me Self-pity won't get you anything Status can be taken, bank accounts drained People are gonna go, but your character, it stays Woe is me Self-pity won't get you anything Manipulate to get your way Is asking for it all to come back to you Every monster used to be just like you © Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals Jochen Fleischmann - Bass, Production Rodney Vosburg - Drums The sleeping of the city Sleeted streets are sat beside Looking off into the black An infinite sits in the smog But words fail you Thoughts are stones Wandering with the traffic The night feels gone Blinking that says nothing A sun that drifts away Moaning in ivory light Without description But words fail you Thoughts are stones Wandering with the traffic The night feels gone Each night drifting Cars skating and stalling Few still awake You sit, you stare Knowing almost nothing Of this Strange place Of all Things The moon Seems to cry The night feels gone

Cover of Waiting Room by Fugazi Steph Something - Guitar, Vocals Jochen Fleischmann - Bass Benjamin Bourdil - Drums

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals Matt Kaprelian - Bass, Production Rick Berls - Drums I wish I knew the Right thing to do but When survival is all You ever knew it can be Hard to trust your inner World of emotions I just don't know I just don't know Which way to go My mind says left, my heart says right I just don't know I just don't know If I can even trust This intuition screaming inside I walk a fine line Of falling on Old defenses without Knowing, while being Naive to being used by Those with bad intentions And I just don't know I just don't know Which way to go My mind says left, my heart says right So, I just don't know I just don't know If I can even trust The instinct that has got my heart on fire © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Jochen Fleischmann - Composition, Instrumentation Steph Something - Melody, Lyrics, Vocals Not the Girl with the Balloon Nervous system shot All I own is debt Little sister gone All my friends are dead Chest tight Body Trembling Palms sweating World is spinning Tunnel vision Walking in holes Falling in and out Can’t feel myself The body does not Feel it belongs to me Something is dividing inside Something is dying in my mind I am not the girl With the balloon I am the thing its Containing Nervous system shot All I own is debt Little sister gone All my friends are dead Falling in and out Can’t feel myself The body does not Feel it belongs to me Chest tight Body Trembling Palms sweating World is spinning Tunnel vision Walking in holes © Stephanie Gilliard

Jochen Fleischmann - Composition, Guitars, Bass, Keys Steph Something - Lyrics, Melody, Vocals Marc Hollett - Drums Here Now You keep looking You keep looking You keep on looking my way Is there something Is there something You got something you wanna say I don’t have time for games I’m not trying to read your brain Don’t want unless you’re gonna take Otherwise get your eyes off of me I am here now You are here now And I’m not interested in the hunt You know deep down I know deep down So come and take what you want You’re getting closer Getting closer Moving in closer to me But will you get down Will you get down Can you get down or are you too afraid I don’t have time for games I’m not trying to read your brain Don’t want unless you’re gonna take Otherwise get your eyes off of me I am here now You are here now And I’m not interested in the hunt You know deep down I know deep down So come and take what you want © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Lyrics, Melody, Guitars, Vocals Chet Ray - Bass, Drums, FX, Production There is a tempting fate Flying out the gate And a hunger that You cannot sate The logs are jammed When you cannot wait Oh, it's a far, far cry From tempting fate Just more Smoke and mirrors In the dark A chain of events Linked by Missing the mark Mmmm, it's the subliminal messages That's concerning When there are pictures Of heretics burning In a man-made hell Of inquisitorial learning There are no ifs, ands, buts When so discerning Just more Smoke and mirrors In the dark A chain of events Linked by Missing the mark And the souls we bear Are they still there The souls we bear Are they still there You've got to learn to beg before you crawl You've got to learn to beg before you crawl You've got to learn to beg before you crawl You've got to learn to beg before you crawl © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Somehing - Compostion, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals, Production Alex Bevaqua - Bass, Drums, Production Hate Machines Just because something hurts Don’t mean it needs a name to blame Cause you’re only gonna put it on yourself At the end of the day We all hate Someone more than anyone else We all despise ourselves Giving that judge inside Exactly what it needs To keep playing on your guilt And self-pity We all hate Someone more than anyone else We all despise ourselves Since we were Old enough to understand We have been taught to be Anything other than ourselves We all hate Someone more than anyone else We all despise ourselves © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar Marc Hollett - Composition, Drums Jochen Fleischmann - Composition, Bass Mitch Brody - Composition, Guitar, Keys, Production I have had my share of toxic lovers Enough to know That when the eggs fall It's time to go Because the sticky on your feet Will be my doing And the shells will forever Have me tiptoeing I have had my share of toxic lovers Enough to know That when the eggs fall It's time to go I have had my share of toxic lovers Enough to know That when the eggs fall It's time to go It's time to go © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars, Production Jochen Fleishmann - Bass, Production Alex Ruiz - Drums Her legs Up to here Her lips Give yo momma A heart attack Her voice Makes things move And her walk Makes you forget how to talk Oh You know better But Mmmm her touch And you're a puppet Her eyes They hypnotize Oh You know better You do But © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Lyrics, Melody, Guitars, Vocals, Production Rodney - Drums Mark - Bass I want to walk with you I want to see your shoes I want to watch your face When you're concentrating I want to look in your refrigerator I want to run my fingers through your hair I want to see your music collection Want to rearrange your furniture just for fun I want to dance with you Barefoot, standing on your shoes I want to make funny faces When you're feeling a little bit anxious I want to watch you play I want to veg out with you on a rainy day I want to see you grin I want to be your friend I wanna hold your hand I wanna hold your hand I wanna hold your hand I wanna hold your hand © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

HUMANS - Steph Something & Matt Kaprelian We don’t ask
 We assume
 We build our bridges
out of guesses Then wonder why they burn We speak in riddles
 And call them truths
 We want to be heard
 Not questioned
 We want agreement
 Not progression So we drown in conversation
 Choke on miscommunication We draw lines through chaos
 And pretend they form a picture
 We crave clarity
 But worship confusion Meaning bends
 Under the weight of certainty
 Indifference becomes logic
 Inference god
 We stop listening
 Jump to conclusions And still we wonder Why
it’s so difficult To find answers And I’m no different I speak in shorthand Listen through filters Base beliefs on instinct And call defensiveness intuition I dress my words in armor And then I wonder why No one can hold them Now the feed fills in the blanks for us
 It finishes our thoughts
 Our fears It predicts our rage
 Before we ever even feel it
 We scroll through mirrors
 And call them friends The silence isn’t quiet anymore
 It’s been optimized
 Every pause
 An advertisement
 Every opinion
 A performance We are all connected
 And no one is communicating Maybe we start again When we stop pretending to comprehend Maybe we learn to ask
 Without accusation
 To answer
without fear Maybe we find language again
 Not to persuade But to understand

Steph Something - Composition, Synths, Vocals, Lyrics, Production Marc H - Bass Rick Berls - Drums I do not desire Desire anymore It's now only felt When it's earned Always disappointing One-night stands When what I needed It could come from no man mmmmm.... But somewhere Between then and now I spent enough time Inside to finally learn how To love and respect The woman I am So if I desire It's not for just any man Always disappointing One-night stands © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Melody, Vocals, Lyrics Pierre Denissen - Drums Matt Kaprelian - Instrumental, Production, Composition Endemic In the Public Domain If you savage the broken tongue And then dissect the moon By cutting ties in circumspect Enables the means to consume To cherish all the flaking flesh One must flense down to the bone Each diagram shows the way Which seed was soundly sown Then to marry off the world To see how much it matters And by stopping all the clocks Adds more conscience to scatter Endemic in the public domain In endless brief pursuit The posthumous come into vogue So enticing in the gloom In fortuitous parlance grace By all means, exhume Such is the lambent ambiance When summoning the beast For all must bend the wounded knee To dine there at the feast Endemic in the public domain In endless brief pursuit The woke shall raise the sleeping dead Who shall always bear the fruit And so dear friends we stand alone Divided each in sacred pause The fight has long been apple-sauced And sacrificed in every cause Tempest is the fractal pace Each part a sanctioned zone For every piece must play its part Armed to the teeth and bone Some might question common sense And intellectualism a clown Between the wire and chimney stack How far the distance to the ground

Steph Something - Composition, Lyrics, Melody, Guitars, Vocals, Production Marc H. - Drums Pierre Corriveau - Bass You kissed me on the cheek in the container on King St.. But when I begged for you to speak, to not let yourself give a fuck 'bout what the kids passing through might think You just laughed with modesty and said something a little mean. The way little boys would do when they liked you, and they'd chase you all around the school. But you and I, we know What the world is likes And in knowing that you said, it's just a joy to hear you sing. hmmmm And my happy made you happy too. Though try as I did, I couldn't get you to admit You wanted so bad to run free I even told you, you could just laugh, and you said you'd relay the words to me And I said, fine I told you, I'll show you I'll show you, I'll show everyone I am not afraid of anything. We're in this together So why are you making me feel like I'm all alone Because I'm all alone, yet I'm so not alone Not Even by a long shot © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitars, Vocals Chet Ray - Bass, Production Benjamin Bourdil - Drums You said baby, I'm gonna give you the moon Well, what in the hell am I gonna do with the goddamn moon You said baby, I'll put the stars at your feet I don't want your impossible promises, I just need you here with me Working late Traffic jam Cut me loose Be a man Talk, talk, talk, talk, oh just, shut up If you cannot show up Well I know you lie, but who is it with you that lies Give your love to any woman who isn't me Too much of a coward to tell me what I already know But I will not leave until you have the respect to be honest with me Working late Traffic jam Cut me loose Can you be a man Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Oh, just shut up I'm gonna be gone when you get home If you don't show up © Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitars, Vocals Marc H - Bass Brian Henry - Drums When were kids They told us stories of awful and evil things But as we grew older We learned they were all just make believe It's not the shadows in the night It's not what your mama said to get you to sleep The real monsters, they walk in night and light and They could be you or could be me The most iniquitous in the land The most diabolical in the land The most nefarious in the land Is man Money high Power drunk Committing atrocities And not giving one single solitary fuck They'd shoot you right between the eyes without flinching If it gave them an ounce more power Bathe in the blood of those you love If it gave them another hour The most iniquitous in the land The most diabolical in the land The most nefarious in the land It is man It is man Man © Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals Chad Hinton - Bass, Piano Benjamin Bourdil - Drums Pierre Denissen - Production Take my hand Right now is all there is Don't bank on another day Because we Can't change the past And tomorrow is no guarantee So Take my hand Right now is all there is Don't bank on another day Because we Can't change the past And tomorrow is no guarantee Fill your (Fill your) Heart right (Heart right) Now (Now) © Stephanie Gilliard

Lust by Steph Something

HUMANS - Steph Something & Matt Kaprelian I am the feeling coiled at the back of your soul’s cave Where the secret you buries your secrets Behind the flickering light of truth And I see you and your frightened eyes Makes my mouth water And you see me Don’t you Every time you blink Don’t you I will be your last vision, and you believe me when I say This is what fear is This is how it feels to be truly afraid I am the feeling of your pain The rotting core of everything Inside you from the start I am the base feeling coiled at the back of your dark heart

Steph Something, Massimo De Agostini and Robbin Lace Lying to Yourself Once again honesty has broken everything But it’s a cruel, cruel thing to keep Someone assuming But you are uncomfortable with the truth And it makes no goddamn sense to me Oh, you just keep Lying to yourself Lying to me Pretending you’re okay Pretending that you’re happy Lying to yourself Lying to me Pretending you’re okay Pretending that you’re happy (Making me look like the fool for telling you the truth) You let me get close Lured me with somedays and I believes But never close enough to let me be Completely me and it Makes not goddamn sense to me Oh, then why so much melancholy, baby Oh, you keep Lying to yourself Lying to me Pretending you’re okay Pretending that you’re happy Lying to yourself Lying to me Pretending you’re okay Pretending that you’re happy © Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something & Matt Kaprelian I meant Every word of what I said, I will Not stay and keep Bleeding slowly, and let You dismiss my truth as Merely some daydream, because You're too afraid to face yourself And me I lay bare my heart Giving you the power to destroy Because I trusted you to tell me the truth It was a risk I had to take on you So it seems You have a decision to make I will not be here much longer So, if you have something you want to say It's now or never, because I cannot keep myself locked away Waiting around for you To finally take a leap of faith I lay bare my heart Giving you the power to destroy Because I trusted you to tell me the truth It was a risk I had to take on you © Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something - Composition, Lyrics, Melody, Vocals, Guitars Marc H - Drums Craig Blackmore - Bass

Wawa & Steph Something