Steph Something

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 - 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 - 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