Steph Something

Steph Something

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Steph Something episodes

  • They Couldn't Make A Penny Off A Dead Man
    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    Withdrawn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
    5 min
  • The Fool
    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
    3 min
  • Reaching
    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
    3 min
  • When You're Gone
    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
    5 min
  • No More
    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
    3 min
  • Lithium (Nirvana Cover)
    Cover of Nirvana's, Lithium
    Steph Something - Guitar, Vocals, Production
    Jochen Fleischmann - Bass, Production
    Marc Hollett - Drums
    5 min
  • The Pattern
    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
    3 min
  • The Night Feels Gone
    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
    3 min

About Steph Something

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