Steph Something

WAWA (Jochen Fleischmann) - Composition

Steph Something - Lyrics

Steph Something - Composition, Melody, Lyrics, Guitars, Vocals, Production

Tony - Drums

Jochen - Bass

Feels So Good

I don't wanna

Waste another moment

On anymore

Fucking drama

This is my

One life

And I wanna

Live it right

This is my

One life

And I'm gonna

Live it right

Gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna love

Cause it feels so good

Go on get gone with that

Negativity

I've done had that drink

And it's not the poison for me

So I bid you farewell

Going the other way

You wanna fuss and fight

And I wanna play

This is my

Life and I

Wanna live it right

Gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna love

Cause it feels so good

Love

Gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna love

Cause it feels so good

Gonna love

Cause it feels so good

Whoo

© Stephanie Gilliard 2025

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

Marc - Bass

Benjamin Bourdil - Drums

Mitch Brody - Production

We All Know

We all know the bases are loaded

Our throats barred and our fingers crossed

We all know our options are corrupted

Hell surrounds us because heaven lost

There's always been a battle

It's in our faulty makeup

Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea

We all know there's a victim for every breakup

Hell is in our DNA

While heaven weeps eternally

We all know the system has been broken

Now the Joker and his pirates have

Opened a can of worms for all to share

As we are all quite aware

There has always been a battle

It's in our faulty makeup

Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea

We all know there's a victim for every breakup

Hell is in our DNA

While heaven weeps eternally

But do we really care

© Stephanie Gilliard 2025

HUMANS -

Stephanie Gilliard

Matt Kaprelian

Lyrics

Humanoid Lungs

Folded origami wings

Snared outside my windows

There are three hundred

broken birds stolen from

someone’s drawers

and stitched into my house

Visitors ask, why the ornament

I answer because I do not

want people to see me

gasp for air

Behind the door

locked by stabilizers

And the landscape outside

are sand dunes where

I am tripping over

my own steps in

a two-meter sandbox

filled with me and me

and a girl broken

by a reason that

does not exist

And for a second

when the window is

crowded by paper wings

I can forget the nails

in the sand and how

my knees are numb

until blood starts trickling

red over my own shoes

Two seconds into the house

Dirty shoes and oversized slippers

Two sky colored oceans

And a well that taste like summer

Death traps and one-way doors

to a tomorrow with ever afters

The world is

a sun, descending

down to my fingers

and sprouting daffodils over my skin

Three breaths of carbon dioxide

too nonsensical for my own

humanoid lungs

© Stephanie Gilliard 2025

HUMANS -Steph Something & Matt Kaprelian

Just a Pie in the Face

I wanted your car, but you said no

So I shot you dead

You were forcing yourself on her

She kicked, you fell, and you took a deadly blow to the head

I took a life

She took a life

And now we're both rotting in a cell for the rest of our lives

It just don't seem right, right?

Nothing is ever black or white

There is no one punishment for a particular crime

Every interaction is situational

Just deserts cannot be served until we get all the dirt

You hear about a boy who broke his neighbor's toy

Then you see his bicycle wheel come off

You say, "It serves him right"

But did you know last year, one night

That neighbor pissed in little Timmy's shoes

So who in the hell are you to judge

Nothing is ever black or white

There is no one punishment for a particular crime

Every interaction is situational

Just deserts cannot be served unless we get all the dirt

And you'd have to be a fly on the wall

To get it all

You never know

So get off your throne

And leave everyone alone

Before I

Smash those just deserts right in your fuckin' face

© Stephanie Gilliard 2025

Steph Something & Moe

No One Revolts

Between bread and the circus

Who's gonna revolt

Who's gonna be the first

To sow the wounds with salt

This country

Is drunk on

Its own reflection

A machine

That doesn't stop

Even as the gears grind bone

Everyone knows

It's broken

But no one wants to look up close

Because if you see

It clearly

You can't pretend it's fine

The fire is out there smoldering

But most of us never notice a thing

Dopamine on tap

Filling our minds with unattainable dreams

This country

Is drunk on

Its own reflection

A machine

That doesn't stop

Even as the gears grind bone

Everyone knows

It's broken

But no one wants to look up close

Because if you see

It clearly

You can't pretend it's fine

And yet

We don't push

We wait

We watch

Between bread and the circus

No one

Revolts

© Stephanie Gilliard

Steph Something, Matt Kaprelian, Alex Ruiz

HUMANS (Steph Something & Matt Kaprelian)

When Push Comes to Shove

SS, Mitch Brody, Marc, Matt Kaprelian

You talk like you've been through hell

I was born into it

While you were learning to throw your first punch

I was learning to smile through the first insult

While you were bragging about the scars you chose

I was collecting the ones I did not

I've been told to sit pretty, to shut up

To take a joke when there wasn't one

I've learned to read the room before I speak

To swallow rage so deep

You wear your toughness like a jacket

I had mine sewn into my skin

So no

You're not tougher than me

Because baby, you've never had to be

I've been talked over

I've been looked through

I've walked home with my keys in my fist

Praying the footsteps behind me kept their distance

I've learned to read the room before I speak

I swallow rage so deep

You wear your toughness like a jacket

I had mine sewn into my skin

So no

You're not tougher than me

Because baby, you've never had to be

You think you're tough cause you've fought men

I've fought the way men look at me

The way they talk to me

The way the world keeps telling me

I'm smaller, and expecting me to prove otherwise

Without ever breaking stride

I don't need to tell you

I'm tougher than you

Because you've never had to

Survive me

I've learned to read the room before I speak

I swallow rage so deep

You wear your toughness like a jacket

I had mine sewn into my skin

So no

You're not tougher than me

Because you have never had to be

© Stephanie Gilliard

SS - Composition, Meloldy, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar

Alex Bevacqua - Drums, Production

Marc - Bass

Love me

A mess

Let me

A mess

I swear

A mess

Swept right into catastrophe

Next time

Ruined

Time after that

Ruined

Right now

Ruined

Checkmate, check, two, three

Yeah

Unforgettable

Undesired

Under a breath

It's late

Your way

Hard sleep

Your way

Apologie

Your way

It was something left undone

I caught

A bad case of it today

I've still got that bad taste in my mouth

Still got that bad taste in my mouth

That bad taste is still in my mouth

Yeah

Unforgettable

Undesired

Under a breath

© Stephanie Gilliard