Steph Something

Steph Something

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Steph Something episodes

  • Am I Too
    Mitch Brody, Steph Something, Matt Kaprelian
    Am I Too
    Am I too good
    Am I too bad
    To take you in or to
    Be taken
    Was I drown by the
    Heaven in holy water or
    Did the devil lave me in his flames
    It don’t matter who’s to blame
    I choke and I gasp either way
    As gods interrogate me
    I can reach out
    I can touch you but
    I feel nothing
    I don’t know you
    I can’t recognize
    What lies within
    Oh was I
    Born from stars or
    Forged behind fiery bars
    Either way
    You were both
    Out to burn
    Me
    I know what good feels like
    But I feel the scam all of time
    I know what good feels like
    But I feel the scam all of time
    Even if it’s divine
    Something is wrong, I have
    Been misplaced I
    Don’t fit the way you do
    I wasn’t made like you
    A lamb to the slaughter
    It keeps getting hotter
    My lungs fill with water
    Choking on steam
    Am I too good or too bad
    Or is it just too bad for me
    4 min
  • Junk It Up
    Mitch Brody - Composition., Guitars
    Steph Something - Lyrics, Vocals, Melody
    Matt Kaprelian - Bass
    Alex Zulaika - Drums
    Junk It Up
    Junk it up, fuck it up
    This is the ghost story you should have believed
    Go through my shit, put me through shit
    I love you baby but nothing I say’s gonna make you wanna get clean
    You wanna be a track star baby but I ain’t no runner
    So go on and be a track star but not with me
    Thought I could help
    Turns out I did
    Enabling is such a
    Funny fucking thing
    You wanna be a track star baby but I ain’t no runner
    So go on and be a track star but not with me
    And before you do, don’t you forget what I said when I told you
    Nearly
    Everyone you’re runnin’ with
    Will eventually
    Cross that finish line
    So yeah
    Just this once I will
    Run for you
    And that’s
    Fast as I can
    Away from this
    Filthy circle you cannot stop running ‘round
    Junk it up
    Fuck it up
    This is the ghost story
    You should have believed
    4 min
  • This Is Still Happening
    Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitar, Vocals
    Marc Hollett - Bass
    Benjamin Bourdil - Drums
    Hedstok -Engineering
    Is it the
    End I think it
    Might be
    The world
    Turning a blind eye
    To atrocities against human beings
    This madness must end
    They are not subhuman
    And they exist in the same time and space
    As we do, so there's no excuse
    To let madness reign
    Over the promised land
    Oh, there are
    Children
    Being murdered
    Every
    Single fucking day
    Tell me
    How is that ever okay
    This maddness must end
    They are not subhuman
    And they exist in the same time and space
    As we do, so there's no excuse
    To let madness reign
    Over the promised land
    (Genocide)
    (Apartheid)
    We have an obligation
    To at least not
    Pretend this isn't happening
    © 2026 Stephanie Gilliard
    4 min
  • It Is Everything
    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
    4 min
  • Becoming
    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
    4 min
  • Breeze
    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
    4 min

About Steph Something

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An anti-AI and anti-pitch correction musician who loves to rock and dance.