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Bonfire Blues, Kade Hoffman
Written and produced by Kade Hoffman and Wyatt Jones.

Bonfire Blues

you don't deserve a song

Burn baby burn 

[Verse 1] You thought I wouldn’t notice, thought I’d let it slide But I’ve been keeping track of every shitty lie You built your house on borrowed time Now every crack is yours, not mine
[Pre-Chorus] You called it love, but love don’t break Now it’s your turn to feel the ache No running now, no place to hide You made your bed—now lie inside
[Chorus]
Feel the heat as the tables turn
Ashes fall while the memories burn
You lit the match, now it's your turn
Karma’s a bitch, now Burn, baby, burn
[Verse 2] You turned my heart into a loaded gun Pulled the trigger just to watch me run But I don’t run, I don’t bow Who’s the mother fucker now ?
[Pre-Chorus] You called it love, but love don’t break Now it’s your turn to feel the ache No running now, no place to hide You made your bed—now lie inside
[Chorus]
Feel the heat as the tables turn
Ashes fall while the memories burn
You lit the match, now it's your turn
Karma’s a bitch, now Burn, baby, burn
[Bridge] Every promise drips like rain Every touch still screams my name No forgiveness, no apology You belong to me, I’ll never leave
[Outro] Go on, run, but you’ll still feel me Every kiss, every touch—yeah, that’s still me She’ll never love you, not like I do But don’t worry, baby, I’m not through No prayers, no peace, no saving grace Just my name carved on your fate.

Copyright (c) 2025 Lisa Andreou * All Rights Reserved.

Burn baby burn

Private dancer 

(Verse 1) I see you sittin’ there talkin’ that talk, Throwin’ that money like you run this spot. Think you the boss, think you callin’ the shots, But baby, I choose when this party don’t stop.
(Pre-Chorus) I know you watchin’, I know you want it, You playin’ cool, but boy, I caught it. Ain’t no free ride, better come correct, Respect the Queen, put some ice on my neck.
(Chorus) You see me windin’, grindin’, I do it my way, Ain't no dollar gonna make me stay. You wanna fuck me? Better step in line, You already know, you’re out of time
(Verse 2) You talk a big game, say you want a bad girl, But can you handle when I rock your world? I ain’t impressed by a roll of your cash, You wanna pull up? Better make it last.
(Pre-Chorus) I know you watchin’, I know you want it, You playin’ cool, but boy, I caught it. Ain’t no free ride, better come correct, Respect the queen, put some ice on my neck.
(Chorus) You see me windin’, grindin’, I do it my way, Ain't no dollar gonna make me stay. You wanna fuck me? Better step in line, You already know, you’re out of time
(Bridge) You ain't the first, won’t be the last, But baby, I move way too fast. You talk about what you wanna do, But boy, I think I’m choosin’ you.
(Outro) I see you watchin’, I see you dreamin’, But baby, I’m gone before the evenin’. You wanna love me? Get in line, You already know, you’re out of time.

Copyright (c) 2025 Lisa Andreou * All Rights Reserved.

Private dancer (Blues)

dark ambient, experimental, existential, surreal, dreamlike, noir, inner monologue

the death row of love

prototype

this was originally written in greek. it is inspired by the prayer "our father who art in heaven" becoming trasformed to a cry filled with rage. i had it transformed in the russian language because it felt ideal for delivering the correct sentiment. however i would appreciate any input from listeners whose native language is russian if it actually delivers or not. thank you for taking the time.

"our father who art in heaven"

cecilia-2

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Colbie Caillat performing a remixed cover of Fast Car by Tracy Chapman and Breakeven by The Script. From Cities 97.

Breakeven / Fast Car (Cover) - Colbie Caillat

our soul is born without any kind of boundaries. those are added afterwards. music is one of the few ways to shake off those manmade weights and just smile or cry together even if we are in hugely different parts of the globe.. 

fylaxto

billy bo