Syntax Sin

Heaven don’t hum — it clanks, grinds, and breathes.

Blue Collar Buddha

WiFi & Whiskey

For the ones who stay sharp in a dull world.

Switchblade Smile

A breakup between faith and illusion. For the ones who loved honest hearts and walked away lit. Godspeed & Gaslight — when goodbye sounds like a prayer and feels like a burn.

Godspeed & Gaslight

Ghost Gasoline is about the things that drive you long after they should’ve let you go. Pain, memory, redemption — all burning in the same tank.

Ghost Gasoline

Smoke, sin, and a little bit of soul. Tobacco Halo — a song about finding grace in the grit, and light in all the wrong places.

Tobacco Halo

Some goodbyes don’t need closure — just fire. “Burnt Letters” is about letting the past go slow, watching the smoke turn into peace.

Burnt Letters

The system crashed. The therapy app froze. Guess I’ll just restart my faith again. CTRL+ALT+Delusion — for the age of burnout.

CTRL+ALT+Delusion

No halos. No crowns. Just good hearts walkin’ home.

Gravel Saints

I’m a 42-year-old IT Project Manager turned late-night songwriter — born in Louisiana, now rooted in Moore, Oklahoma. The South raised me, and it still hums through everything I make.

These songs are me learning to breathe again — stories pulled from the static, built with a little help from AI and a lot of heart. I’m not chasing fame, just trying to get the noise out of my head and turn it into something honest.

Syntax Sin

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