Harry Styles Fans Think He Has a Secret TikTok

As One Direction fans eagerly await further news of the group’s tenth anniversary reunion project, a number of Harry Styles diehards have begun speculating that the star has started a secret TikTok account to share unreleased music.

As the Evening Standard reported, fans of the Fine Line star began theorizing that user @terrytome was none other than Styles himself after the account posted an instrumental version of his song “Falling” on June 30.

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In the clip, a black gloved hand can be seen playing a singing toy known as an Otamatone to perform the track, alongside a few Styles-related hashtags. Not only that, but in the ensuing month, @terrytome has continued to post other Otamatone covers of songs by the hitmaker including “Kiwi” and an unreleased track called “Medicine,” which he’s only performed live a few times.

@terrytome

Falling by Harry Styles a Terry Tome cover ##Harry ##harrystyles ##falling ##music ##video ##watereffect ##piano ##otamatone ##terrytome ##cover ##sing

♬ original sound – terrytome
@terrytome

🎼Medicine by Harry Styles! ##harrystyles ##medicine ##flowercrown ##terrytome ##fyp @hshq

♬ original sound – terrytome

However, as the publication explained, Styles fans began leaving comments wondering whether the gloved hands were “secretly Harry,” seeing as how he has recognizable hands. And apparently, it’s even gotten to the point where the @terrytome account itself has accrued its very own fanbase.

Granted, it should also be noted that many musicians are able to produce covers of songs after listening to recordings, though as one commenter pointed out, @terrytome appeared to have “a studio version of the instrumental” — something that the account responded to by writing, “🎼 I- no. No I don’t.😳.”

Styles has yet to address the speculation.

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Jookabox – Veils Lyrics

Veil!
It’s strong by the atmosphere out
Veil!
It hung from every object
Veil!
Big beam that disappear out
Veil!
Ignoring every offer

Veil grown thin, warm strings that break the sky
Grown thin, recalling of time
Grown thin, a reunion of scattered parts
When we die
When we die

These veils!
You warned us from another side
Veil!
Trails of warm denim elastic
Veil!
Tracks in my brain with a greasy tip
Aw, veils!
Breathe in fog and write your name

Veils grown thin, warm strings that break the sky
Grown thin, recalling of time
Grown thin, a reunion of scattered parts
When we die
When we die

Don’t hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay
Don’t hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay

Don’t hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay
Don’t hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay

Don’t hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay
Don’t hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay

Don’t hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay
Don’t you hold on, look the other way
We know that slime was never meant to stay

My Chemical Romance Fans Are Beefing With Ticketmaster

When My Chemical Romance announced that the band would be reuniting on tour in 2020, former Gerard Way stans everywhere relapsed and bought into the perfect storm of a RAWRing 20s revival. Naturally, securing tickets for the emo pop band that changed the course of music in the early 2000s was going to be difficult, but no fans were prepared for the hefty price they were about to pay to see Gerard Way and co in action.

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Tickets for the impending MCR tour were set to go on sale at noon today via Ticketmaster, but many eager buyers who monitored the site for hours prior to their release were disappointed with the outcome. After queuing for the best seats in the respective arenas, the majority of fans were left with empty pockets by the end of their purchasing process. While many of the arenas sold out, even the most hardcore of stans were left with only one option: multi-hundred dollar resale tickets.

Collective outrage from the MCR fandom has ensued on Twitter, with many calling out how warped the process of buying concert tickets has become. Bots and various other methods have been used to subvert the purchasing process and effectively provide resellers with way more than a month’s rent from one ticket resale alone.

Some fans even reported that resale prices through Ticketmaster were upwards of the four-digit mark, and many of the ticket transfers are “temporarily unavailable” on the site. Whether or not people will pay the hefty price to see the epic reunion in-person is yet to be determined, but one thing’s for sure: Ticketmaster and MCR stans are beefing.

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Maria Hazell – Debut Lyrics

It’s been growing on me, growing on me day and night
Even started missing parts of you I never liked
Wasn’t open, wasn’t honest, wasn’t looking right – til you were out of sight
Even though I said it’s over my love never died

Now I don’t care about the what, who and when
Just why it happened and how
Baby that was all then
And this is now

Don’t call it a comeback
This no reunion
It’s not even like that
That’s not what I’m doing

Gonna
Touch you like I’ve never touched you
Love you like it was our debut

Ain’t no recap
This is a breakthrough
Far from a throwback
More like a debut

Gonna touch you like I’ve never touched you
Love you like it was our debut

We were stupid, we were foolish
We were being young

We were busy doing everything with everyone
Wasn’t thinking about the consequence of having fun, ’til it hurt someone

I ain’t saying who was right
Ain’t saying who was wrong
But please go on you wanna
Put the blame on me
Put the blame on you
Or put that shit to sleep
And start anew

Don’t call it a comeback
This no reunion
It’s not even like that
That’s not what I’m doing

Gonna
Touch you like you I’ve never touched you
Love you like it was our debut

Depeche Mode – Ice Machine Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Running through my head secretly
The shouts of the boys in the factory
I ring you on the telephone silently
Like blood, like the wine in the darkroom scene

[Chorus 1]
The darkroom scene
Darkroom scene

[Verse 2]
A letter, once composed
Seven years long and as tall as a tree
Reading on the wall
Emissions, efficiency

[Chorus 2]
Efficiency
Efficiency

[Bridge]
Resurrect
As a feeling
On my window
Of a past reunion

[Verse 3]
Resurrect, as a feeling
On my window of a past reunion
Vision of a picture like the city
And the air we breathe

[Chorus 3]
The air we breathe
Air we breathe

[Verse 4]
She stood beside me once again
I knew her face
We met before in the street
Recalling all the children dancing at our feet

[Chorus 4]
The dancing feet
Dancing feet

Nujabes – Shiki No Uta (feat. Minmi)

Mata yo ga akereba owakare
yume wa tooki maboroshi ni
anata wo oikaketeita hikari no naka de
dakareru tabi atatakai kaze wo tayori

Haru wo tsuge
odoridasu sansai
natsu wo miru uji
nohara karakusa kawaku wa
aki no tsuki
nobotta manmarusa oiwai
fuyu wo sugi
mata tsukihi wo kazore

Mada mabuta no oku ni aru
itsuka no natsu
toosugita aozora (atatakakatta)
te wo tsunagu hanatsumi utau
itsuya omoide (ate wa naku)
Hadzuki kara mitsuki
kumo to karamu tsuki
mou itsuka kaeranu koto ni
mezameta toki
hitori kidzuki
anata sagasu tabi ni
ima yobisamasu kioku no naka de
iza arukidasu
anata no moto e

Mata yo ga akereba owakare
yume wa tooki maboroshi ni
anata wo oikaketeita hikari no naka de
dakareru tabi
atatakai kaze wo tayori

Haru wo tsuge
odoridasu sansai
natsu wo miru uji
nohara karakusa kawaku wa
aki no tsuki
nobotta manmarusa oiwai
fuyu wo sugi
mata tsukihi wo kazoeru

Kimi ni yori nana
hinoki kata yori ni
kimi ni mita hana no kaori katami ni
musubi yuku michi areba
mata kaeri mi mu
nagare ruru namida tome
soka netsu-ru

Oikaze sakebu
seijaku wo kowasu no
nanimo osorezu susumu no
kogane no hana ga hakobu no
yasashisa ni anata ni futatabi ai ni
ima seijaku wo kowasu no
nanimo osorezu susumu no
kogane no hana ga hakobu no
yasashisa ni anata ni futatabi ai ni

Haru wo tsuge
odoridasu sansai
natsu wo miru uji
nohara karakusa kawaku wa
aki no tsuki
nobotta manmarusa oiwai
fuyu wo sugi
mata tsukihi wo kazoeru

Haru wo tsuge
odotte SANBA
natsu wo miru uji
nohara karakusa kawaku wa
aki no tsuki
nobotta manmarusa oiwai
fuyu wo sugi
mata tsukihi wo kazoeru

Mata yo ga akereba owakare
yume wa tooki maboroshi ni
anata wo oikaketeita hikari no naka de
dakareru tabi
atatakai kaze wo tayori

(English)

When dawn breaks again, we’ll say our farewells
Our dreams become distant phantoms
The times we were embraced
In the light that chased you
Relying on the warm winds

Heralding spring,
The wild plants start to dance
Summer in Uji,
Such dry, arabesque fields
The round autumn moon,
Risen in celebration
Winter passes,
And I again count the days

Under my eyelids still resides
Vestiges of summer
And those too-distant skies (it was warm)
Holding hands, as we picked the flowers — we sang
Memories of that evening (I wasn’t there)
For three months from August
The clouds fall under the sway of the moon
And I awaken to the fact
That you’ll never come back
I realize I’m alone
I’ll go on a journey to find you
Now my memories within awaken
And now I start to walk
To wherever you are

When dawn breaks again, we’ll say our farewells
Our dreams become distant phantoms
The times we were embraced
In the light that chased you
Relying on the warm winds

Heralding spring,
The wild plants start to dance
Summer in Uji,
Such dry, arabesque fields
The round autumn moon,
Risen in celebration
Winter passes,
And I again count the days

It’s seven o’clock
Near you, beneath the cypress trees
Your arm on my shoulders
With you, a souvenir of the fragrant flowers we saw
If the road leading to our reunion were there —
But that doesn’t matter, you won’t come back again
Do you suppose —
Will these tears stop flowing ?

The tailwinds scream
The silence is broken
Fearing nothing, I move on
Carrying the golden flowers
I’ll see you, and I’ll again know kindness
(Now) The silence is broken
Fearing nothing, I move on
Carrying the golden flowers
I’ll see you, and I’ll again know kindness

Heralding spring,
The wild plants start to dance
Summer in Uji,
Such dry, arabesque fields
The round autumn moon,
Risen in celebration
Winter passes,
And I again count the days

Heralding spring,
We dance and samba
Summer in Uji,
Such dry, arabesque fields
The round autumn moon,
Risen in celebration
Winter passes,
And I again count the days

When dawn breaks again, we’ll say our farewells
Our dreams become distant phantoms
The times we were embraced
In the light that chased you
Relying on the warm winds

Lud Foe – Suffer

I hit the mall gucci, Louie, Fendi
I just buy it all
Shout out to my shooter he retarded he ain’t got it all
Must be drunk bet you had you too much of that alcohol
John wall bitch i shoot but i dont play no basketball
Coulda shoulda woulda, but you didn’t
Double G my Gucci shirt is linen
I put Forgiatos on a Bentley
Windows tinted they can’t see who in it
I ain’t been broke in a minute
They ain’t sold dope in a minute
Back in the day i sold plenty
Cause minimum wage wasn’t gon get it
We gang bang nigga rep yo set wtf you claim
Thick bitch tattoo on her ass yea that be my name
Talk shit imma get you changed for a piece of change
Walking lick silence on the stick you won’t hear a thing
Sold dope from my granma house cause imma hustler
You might get a discount if you a customer
Yea i think you’s a rat nigga, you hang with bustas
This bitch say she in love w me but i dont trust her
I pulled up im in a tesla the color mustard
You police you trynna cuff her im trynna fuck her
She calling me I blocked her number im tryna duck her
Leave niggas with the shitty face i make em suffer
Got racks up in the pillow case and under the covers
You in a turtle race i got a quicker pace im getting bigger cake
Bigger cake up on my dinner plate what should i eat today
Aim at yo head crack it like a egg you think its easter day
I just bought my shooter rugers
Fuck her send her in a uber
Imma winner yous a loser fuck the teacher and a tutor
The feds watch my stash house i gotta watch how I maneuver
You make me bring my mask out you think that i was freddie kreuger
They find you with yo ass out now you smelling like manure
I picked up my shell casings dump them bitches in the sewer
We Shot up the family reunion bitch we some party poopers
I fucked her and sold her a dream i think im Martin Luther
You fucked up think you can fuck with me you got me fucked up like rosa feet kicked up sitting on the back of my tour bus
When i left the strip club i pulled out doing donuts
Ride forgious and velanos while your car on donuts
Niggas sneak dissing and dont even know us
You say you bout it you gon have to show us
Run off with yo money like janky promoters
My car is my baby i roll like a stroller
And we pop your top like some strawberry soda
These bankrolls on me be so big i can’t fold em
And we empty Glocks double back and reload em
I ran out of coke, so that soap what i sold em
Its so many grams in these blunts i can’t roll em
Got so many bricks on them boats i can’t float em
These pistols got bodies but we still gon tote em
Won’t aim at yo body them caskets we close em