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Parallax

Alternative Rap

Parallax was released on June 7, 2026 by Stickman as a part of the album Gravity Don't Care

Song Details

AlbumGravity Don't Care

Release DateJune 7, 2026

LabelStickman

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM86

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Stickman

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jason May

Composer, Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jason May

Producer

Lyrics

Same life, two angles

Which one is true?

From here it looks like I made it, from there it looks like I left

From here it's called ambition, from there it might be theft

Of something that belonged to where I came from, I don't know

The parallax of progress is the hardest thing to show

From the suburb where I started, I'm the one who got away

From the rooms I'm standing in now, I'm the outsider today

Never fully in the west anymore, never fully in the world

That opened up its borders, parallax, two flags unfurled

Simultaneously, I can't occupy both positions

But I see from both of them, that's the price of my ambitions

The west gave me the mass, the world gave me the distance

Parallax, the gap between them is my whole existence

Parallax, same thing seen from far apart

Parallax, same life with a fractured heart

Same origin, different destination

Same blood, different occupation

Parallax, I see me from both ends

The kid I was and who that kid became

Parallax, I live in the between

The most honest view of any moving thing

From the outside looking in, I'm a Western Sydney story

Authenticity and grit and all the trappings of the glory

Of the underdog ascent, the narrative is clean

But from inside the story, man, it's nothing like it seems

From inside there's the doubt and the imposter in the mirror

That shows you both versions and you can't decide which one is clearer

The kid who sat in classrooms being told he had a limit

Or the man in rooms today who doesn't recognise the limit

Both of them are me, same mass, different position

The parallax between them is the source of my condition

Some days I live out west, some days I live out further

The measurement between them, that's the baseline of this murder

I don't know which angle is the real one anymore

From out here everything looks clean and purposeful

But from back there I'm still seventeen and unsure

Parallax means neither view is wrong

And neither view is everything

Maybe the truth only exists

In the distance between where you've been

And where you're standing

I give both positions, I contain the parallax

I'm the suburb and the ambition, nothing left to subtract

From either version, I was built by both coordinates

The grit of where I'm from and where the orbit of my art exists

Parallax becomes a superpower when you hold it

When you stop trying to collapse the view and start to unfold it

The wider your baseline, the more precisely you can measure

The truth of any object, distance is a treasure

Not a wound, the gap between where I began and where I'm going

Is the instrument of accuracy, the baseline

From my knowing parallax, Stigman, I contain it all

The western and the universe, I carry both

Stand tall

Both angles, one truth

Parallax, Stigman

West Sydney and beyond

Same star, seen from everywhere

Written by: Jason May

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