The Songs of Volume 5: Cut, Copy, Paste, Delete
The Songs of San Mágos
The soundtrack to Momo & Yeti threads through the prose like a second voice. Songs surface at funerals, in mirrors, in the hum of a haunted café and the back of a teenager’s mind. Here is every song that appears in Volume 5, in the order it first rises off the page, with where to find it and what it might mean.
X, C, V, DEL (Cut Copy Paste Delete)
Album: Nothing True, Nothing False (Album 1)
A song about editing yourself down to fit. The editing commands of the title work on two levels at once, digital manipulation and emotional violence, the trimming of a self until only a frame remains. It asks who we are when the edits finally stop.
To Find My Voice I Had To
Album: Electric Peach Zen Social (Album 2)
A song about the cost of becoming yourself when a family or a system has spent years editing you down. It turns loss into authorship, the moment the edited self stops accepting the edits and finally speaks in a voice that is its own.
Whoever We Want (Adios)
Album: Electric Peach Zen Social (Album 2)
The purest self-determination anthem in the series, all mismatched socks and “we can be whoever we want to be.” Beneath the play it argues that becoming yourself sometimes means walking away from the people who love the version of you they already know.
Ashes To Ashes
Album: Nothing True, Nothing False (Album 1)
A funeral song that refuses to mourn in the ordinary way. Built on golden threads, thinning veils and stars igniting, it reframes death as a change of state rather than an ending, and treats grief as something a whole community carries together.
Prism Girl
Album: Nothing True, Nothing False (Album 1)
A song about a face you almost recognise. The prism is the perfect image for someone meeting a version of themselves they can’t quite trust, and it asks how much of any self is real and how much is the angle we’ve learned to stand at.
You Be You
Album: Electric Peach Zen Social (Album 2)
The song the whole series walks toward. Steady, sovereign love that asks for nothing and stays anyway, it scales from an intimate promise, “I’ll be your witness, I’ll hold the light,” into a collective call to be yourself so completely that forgetting becomes impossible.
Scars to Champagne
Album: Electric Peach Zen Social (Album 2)
A survival creed for anyone the world has tried repeatedly to put out. “Every time you strike the match, you only feed the flame” turns persecution into fuel, and the triumph is agency, a voice deciding, at last, to sing on its own terms.
Universe Inside My Eyes (Grandma’s Quilt)
Album: Electric Peach Zen Social (Album 2)
A refusal to keep shrinking. “Seven times they loved me quiet, now I’m loud” reframes a lifetime of being told to tone it down as a fuse finally lit, a manifesto about the cost of being made palatable, and the joy of dropping the act.
Pin Me Down (But Make It Fashion)
Album: Electric Peach Zen Social (Album 2)
Satire sharpened into a weapon, where the language of stitching, poses and hues hides a hard refusal to be softened or made smaller for anyone’s comfort. It weaponises glamour itself, turning being looked at into something to control rather than fear.
I Am.
Album: I Am. (EP) (Album 3)
A litany of contradictions, sacred and profane held in one breath, that refuses every either/or the world insists on. In a story obsessed with editing the self down to one acceptable version, this is the opposite move: claiming all of it at once, identity as expansion rather than reduction.
Nothing True, Nothing False
Album: Nothing True, Nothing False (Album 1)
The series’ philosophical spine. The song interrogates truth itself, how belief, power and perspective decide what counts as real, and how “winners write the final script.” Its refrain that truth depends on who you meet is dangerous and democratic at once.
More.
Album: Electric Peach Zen Social (Album 2)
A restless meditation on a culture that always wants more and never quite knows of what. Stripped back, it lands on a simpler hunger underneath all the noise, the wish to feel alive, and rises “not because we’re unbroken, but because we’re broken.”
The Gods Can’t Dance
Album: I Am. (EP) (Album 3)
A swaggering, melancholy roll-call of the once-mighty trying and failing to move to a beat they wrote themselves. It reframes the whole idea of power: divinity is not the answer, aliveness is, and the gods are clumsiest exactly where ordinary beings are free.
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