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emancipation by Nova J

[Vers 1]
Demons they haunt me
Lost souls, cast away at sea
Heartbeats from dragging me
Into endless purgatory 

But I was pulled from nights’ abyss (oh oh)
By the pull of Divine forgiveness (ooh ooh)
That suffering makes sense
That carried me to this

[Pre Chorus]
And If I had to do it all over again (ahh oh)
If that was the means to meet this end (ahh oh)
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation? (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Pre Chorus]
If I had to do it all over again (again)
If that was the means to meet this end (this end)
And that was the way to learn to live (learn to live)
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[INSTRUMENTAL]

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Bridge]
And if I had to do it all over again
If that was the means to meet this end
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
To learn to live
If I had to
To meet this end

[Final Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Outro]
How much longer shall you linger
In this hell of your own creation
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation

emancipation

[Intro]
(Mm, mm, mm, mm)
Do they know? Do they know?
(Mm, mm, mm, mm)
Do they know? Do they know?

[Verse]
Lately, I've been feeling some type of way (Way)
Every time you call, I can't stay away (Stay away)
But every time I think about you, it be on the low (Low)
Girl, you know (Know)
Do they know? (Know)

[Pre-Chorus]
I've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)
You've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)
I've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)
You've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)

[Chorus]
Do they know? Do they know?)
Do they know how it feels?
(Do they know? Do they know?)
I know how it feels
(Do they know? Do they know?)
Do they know how it feels?
I know you know how it feels
(Do they know? Do they know?)

[Verse 2]
Say we been goin' back and forth for a minute
Say you wanna slow it down 'cause you in it
Talkin' 'bout you scared and I get it
Gotta be careful 'cause you so deep in it hmm
I don't know if they know, but do they know about us?
What we have is between us, we be keepin it on the hush
I love when you tease me, you do me so much
But I can't stop the feeling, I can't give it up
So do they know?

[Pre-Chorus]
I've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)
You've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)
I've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)
You've been thinkin' 'bout it (Mm, mm, mm)

[Chorus]
Do they know? Do they know?)
Do they know how it feels?
(Do they know? Do they know?)
I know how it feels
(Do they know? Do they know?)
Do they know how it feels?
I know you know how it feels
(Do they know? Do they know?)

[Bridge]
I need it like you need it
So just put your mind at ease and
Nobody has to know
(Nobody baby)
So we keep it on the low
Yeah, yeah
I need it like you need it
So just put your mind at ease and
Nobody has to know (nobody)
So we keep it on the low
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
Nobody in here knows what the hell is goin' on (What's goin' on)
Nobody in here knows what the hell is goin' on (What's goin' on)
(Nobody baby)
Nobody in here knows what the hell is goin' on
They don't know (they don't know)

[Outro]
(Uh-huh)
It's all about me and you
Nobody else needs to know
Not talkin' about it 
Just us two oh
It's 'cause I'm caught up on you
Know it's hard to keep my cool
You, you, you, you, you
Yeah, I'm caught up on you (Ooh, oh)
So we could go down low (Oh)
And they won't know how we feel (whoa-oh-oh)

Do-de-no-no-no
Do-de-no-no-no
Do-de-no-no-no
Do-de-no-no-no
Do de rap da da
Do de do re rap da oh
Do-de-no-no-no
Do-de-no-no-no
Do-de-no-no-no
Do-de-no-no-no
Da re rap da no oh

Do De No

Arms Around Me

[Verse 1]
Your arms found me
the way dusk finds a window—
like it always meant to land there
and stop the shaking

My breath softened
right against your shoulder
like it had finally
run out of places to hide

[Pre-Chorus]
funny how the body knows
before the mind catches up
some truths arrive
as warmth

[Chorus]
And the moment you held me
everything fit—
and the world lined up for a good second
You pulled me close
and it felt like home
like something gentle
I swear the room stopped moving
when your arms wrapped around me

[Verse 2]
I’ve been touched before
but never like this—
never with patience
never listening with their hands

You didn’t say a word you didn’t have to—
your chest rising against mine
told me everything
your mouth couldn’t

[Pre-Chorus]
sometimes the safest place
is just a heartbeat you trust

[Chorus]
And the moment you held me
everything fit—
and the world lined up for a good second
You pulled me close
and it felt like home
like something gentle
I swear the room stopped moving
when your arms wrapped around me

[Bridge]
I didn’t know your touch
could steady the whole sky
didn’t know warmth 
could quiet me down
You held me tight 
and every part of me
finally believed 
I was worth holding

[Final Chorus]
The moment you held me
I knew—this is what right feels like
no rush no fear just two bodies
finding the same quiet second
you pulled me close
and I melted into you—
this small perfect thing
arms that feel like home

Arms Around Me

TAME IMPALA - DRACULA (KONFLIKT REMIX)

“Red Dirt Boots (West Texas Heart)” is a straight-up country song for my West Texas roots and my alma mater days, red dirt roads, Texas Tech nights, Buddy Holly Avenue, dust storms and big-sky dreams. It’s different from my groove/R&B stuff, but it’s still me. Hope you hear a little piece of home in it.

Red Dirt Boots (West Texas Heart)
Bobby Ticklez 
Got a front row seat to a big sky show,
Red dirt roads where the dust don’t slow.
Mama on the porch, hummin’ soft and low,
Says, “This kind of wind gets in your soul.”
Cotton fields lean when the storms roll through,
Sunset bleeds every kind of red and blue.
Close your eyes, you can feel that spark,
This old plain beats like a West Texas heart.

Where the air’s dry and the sky’s wide,
Josh Abbott spinnin’ on a back road ride.

Got red dirt boots and a West Texas heart,
Raised on Friday night lights and them Texas Tech bars.
Dust storm parties and a big sky breeze,
Mesquite smoke hangin’ in the backyard trees.
You can take me far, but you won’t take apart
These red dirt boots and this West Texas heart.

Lubbock lights glow like a field of stars,
Pat Green on the speakers in a beat up car.
Red and black flags flyin’ high in the stands,
Guns up for the Raiders, hear that Goin’ Band.
Windmill shadows on a two lane road,
Old pumpjacks dancin’ in a Great Plains glow.
Every mile marker, every tumbleweed,
Has its own verse in this West Texas heart.

Where the stars shine loud on a clear desert night,
And a Broadway dance feels just right.

Got red dirt boots and a West Texas heart,
Raised on Friday night lights and them Texas Tech bars.
Dust storm parties and a big sky breeze,
Mesquite smoke hangin’ in the backyard trees.
You can take me far, but you won’t take apart
These red dirt boots and this West Texas heart.

Maybe I’ll wander, chase a few new skies,
Get lost sometimes in big city lights,
But I’ll still hear home in the coyote cries,
That’s what reminds me who I am when the night gets dark.

Red dirt boots and a West Texas heart,
Where the South Plains stretch tough and hard.
Dust storm parties on Buddy’s Avenue,
Big sky dreams with a small town crew.
You can change my view, but you won’t touch the part
That beats red dirt strong in this West Texas heart.

Kickin’ up dust as the sun falls low,
West Texas in my soul everywhere I go.
West Texas heart… red dirt boots.

Red Dirt Boots (West Texas Heart)

This work is my original creation, protected under copyright law. No part of these lyrics or this recording may be copied, reproduced, or distributed without my express permission.


Verse 1  
Think twice before you raise your voice,  
Before you make that choice.  
Think twice before your fist takes aim,  
Your cruelty won’t win this game.  
Think before you speak that twisted line,  
Manipulating hearts, controlling minds.  
Think twice unless you want to pay,  
Locked away for crimes you inflict each and every single day.  

Chorus  
Hey you cowards think twice,  
Before you cross that violent line.  
Violence is a coward’s act,  
Your mask will crack, justice fights back.  
The truth will never fade away,  
It will remain as power no matter what you do or say.  
Think twice before aggression shows,  
Make sure respect and love shows.  

Verse 2  
Think twice before you shame my name,  
Sadistic tricks won’t win your game.  
Think twice before coercion bites,  
Your darkness won’t dim my light.  
Every shove, every scream, every scar,  
Exposes the coward you truly are.  
Think twice the world will see,  
Justice rises, you won’t break me.  

Verse 3  Bridge  
Every form of abuse is a crime,  
There will come a day you’ll pay in time.  
Think twice, cowards, you’re being reported,  
By voices united, by all who’ve supported.  
The world is watching, your power is gone,  
Your grip is broken, your control withdrawn.  
Cowards fall when the truth is near,  
Justice is rising, your end is clear.  
Real men love, protect, and defend,  
Not abuse, not harm, not pretend.  
You’re nothing but cowards in a man’s disguise,  
Stripped of your power exposed by your lies.  

Final Chorus 
Hey you cowards think twice,  
Before you cross that violent line.  
Domestic violence is a coward’s act,  
Your mask will crack, justice fights back.  
The truth will never fade away,  
It will remain as power no matter what you do or say.  
Think twice before aggression shows,  
Make sure respect and love shows.  

Echo Repeat  
Hey you cowards think twice… think twice…  
Your mask will crack, justice fights back… back…  
You can’t run, you can’t hide… hide…  
The truth comes out, exposing your lies and actions… actions…  
It will remain as power no matter what you do or say… say…  
We stand strong, united together always… always…  
If you see it, hear it, report it  courage and kindness ignite… ignite…  
My song will make a difference, bringing hope, ending a domestic fight… fight…  
I will always stand up for what’s right… right…

Think Twice

Think Twice Domestic Violence Anthem.

Honey on a Razorblade  🔪

​Verse 1 
​Midnight hits, you walk in slow.
Got that sweet, cheap, dangerous glow.
You’re talking smooth, pouring the gin,
Saying, "Baby, let the night begin."
I ain’t blind, I see the twist,
But I love the feeling when I get kissed.
Yeah, you’re good-looking. I give you that.
But you're a trap in a fancy hat.


​Pre-Chorus
​I should run, should walk out the door.
'Cause I know what all that sugar is for.
It ain't love, and it ain't right—
It's just the perfect way to ruin the night.

​Chorus 
​Honey on a razorblade, baby, that’s you.
Sweet on the lips… cuts right through.
You promise heaven, I taste the red.
The prettiest lie I ever been fed.
Honey on a razorblade, yeah, you taste fine.
A beautiful disaster, this fault is mine.


​Verse 2 
​You’re playing shy, like you didn't just lie.
I watch your pupils when you meet my eye.
And I pretend that I don't know the game,
That you don't call every girl the same name.
But darling, I’m worse, I'm already hooked.
A book I know the end of, but still gotta be looked.
You’re the devil’s sugar, I take the dose.
'Cause I hate the taste of anything close.

​Pre-Chorus
​Don’t apologize, don't play the fool.
You’re only honest when your blood runs cool.
So keep your smooth talk, keep your damn line—
I just want the burn, I want the sign.

​Chorus
​Honey on a razorblade, baby, that’s you.
Sweet on the lips… cuts right through.
You promise heaven, I taste the red.
The prettiest lie I ever been fed.
Honey on a razorblade, yeah, you taste fine.
A beautiful disaster, this fault is mine.

​Bridge 
​"You think I don't see the blood on your teeth, darling?
I love the texture. I love the sting.
Don't you get precious with me.
I chose the poison."

Outro 
​Honey on a razorblade...
Yeah, cuts right through...
...Cuts right through...


Honey on a Razorblade  🔪

Sometimes a turning point doesn’t arrive with thunder,  it arrives with a memory.
“Echo of Reflections” is the moment Echo Wiggins finally stops running from himself. Long before he returns to La Crosse, long before he understands the dream or the watchers, this song marks the first quiet shift inside him.

It’s a confession he never says out loud,
that the boy on the riverbanks, the boy his father raised, the boy who believed in compassion and truth is still alive inside him.

This is Echo’s first real awakening.
Not mystical, not spiritual, not yet.
Just honest.
Just human.
A man in the dark admitting he’s drifted too far from who he was meant to be.

The wind that’s been whispering through the earlier songs finally takes shape here. It pushes at his back, nudging him homeward. And Echo realizes something he’s been avoiding,

Sometimes the only way forward is to turn back.

This song is the breath before the return,
the first crack in the armor,
the moment the land remembers him 
and he begins remembering it too.

[Verse 1]
I walked the halls of power
But my heart was somewhere else
A boy on riverbanks in La Crosse
who believed in something else
I traded mornings on the water
For the shadows of these walls
And now the quiet brings me back
To the place I heard my first wind-calls

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a voice inside I buried
But it rises like a tide
And the wind behind my shoulder
Whispers where I should reside

[Chorus]
Echo of reflections calling through the trees
The river wind remembers what I used to believe
I thought I had outgrown the boy I used to be
But he’s standing in my shadow quietly
And going home might be the spark of my awakening
I feel it in the wind
An echo of reflecting

[Verse 2]
I see my father in the doorway
Dust and wisdom in his hands
Teaching truths the modern world
No longer understands
I built a path they praised me for
But something in me knows
The man I am is missing
What the boy in me still shows

[Pre-Chorus]
The life I chased is heavy
But the truth I left was light
And the wind inside my memories
Stirs a fire burning bright.

[Chorus]
Echo of reflections rising from the past
Pulling at the part of me I thought was cast
I ran so far, I lost the sound of who I was
But now the wind is whispering because
The path ahead begins where my first footsteps were taken
The river calls my name
An echo of awakening

[Bridge]
Maybe this is not undoing
Maybe this is coming home.
A gentle push from something old
Far older than I’ve known.
Not a fall from grace
But a turning of the key
The wind aligning who I was
With who I’m meant to be

[Final Chorus]
Echo of reflections guiding me once more
Pointing toward La Crosse like an open door
It’s clearer now than anything I’ve said or done
The wind is tracing circles back to where it all begun
Home is calling softly with a patient, warm direction
The wind is at my back
My echo of awakening

[Outro]
Maybe going home
Is how I move forward

Echo of Reflections

Candlelight, cold streets, and three small ghosts in a bottle.

“Whiskey Carol” is another night in my barroom Christmas world, same jukebox, same dive, different ghosts.

Lyrics below 

First round, it’s you in that old red coat,
Lit up like Rudolph, laughin’ at my bad jokes.
Bartender smiles, says, “Haven’t seen her in years,”
But you’re clear as a carol ringin’ in my ears.

We’re slow-dancin’ by the bathroom door,
To some band that never plays here anymore.
I blink and the room snaps back to now,
Just me and this glass and the here-and-how.

Every sip’s a page in a story I know too well,
Every Christmas memory rings like a bell.

This isn’t a choir in a stained-glass hall,
It’s a whiskey carol on a barroom crawl.
Three small ghosts in a bottle on the shelf,
Showin’ me the past, the present, and myself.
No snow on the street, just a flickerin’ glow,
But the truth hits harder than the winter snow.
Tonight my heart is the song they’re singin’ through it all,
In this low-lit barroom, hummin’ a whiskey carol.

Second round walks in wearin’ yesterday’s face,
Eyes worn down from the paper chase.
Phone on the table, buzzin’ overtime,
Scrollin’ through lives that ain’t even mine.

Couple at the end share shots of Still Austin,
Somebody laughs louder, a sound I don’t hear often.
The bartender slides a shot, “It’s on the house,”
Like he knows I’m wrestlin’ with the here-and-now.

This time of year, under twinklin’ lights,
You feel every wrong turn, every almost-right.

This isn’t a choir in a stained-glass hall,
It’s a whiskey carol on a barroom crawl.
Three small ghosts in a bottle on the shelf,
Holdin’ up a mirror till I see myself.
No angels in robes, just a barback’s glow,
But the truth cuts deeper than the afterglow.
Tonight my doubts are the verses that they call,
In this low-lit barroom, hummin’ a whiskey carol.

Third round shows me two different views,
One more night under these same dim hues,
Or a front porch glow with a hand in mine,
Christmas mornin’ in a softer shine.

This isn’t a choir in a stained-glass hall,
It’s a whiskey carol written on this wall.
Three small ghosts in a bottle on the shelf,
Say, “You can choose tomorrow for yourself.”
No church bells ring, just a last call song,
But I toss that shot and try to right what’s wrong,
Singin’ every Christmas in this same old hall.

So I pay my tab, step into the cold night air,
Hummin’ that whiskey carol, hmm-hmm-hmmmm…
Yeah, I’m hummin’ this whiskey carol
Like a quiet prayer.

A Whiskey Carol

Bobby Ticklez
R&B, soul, neo soul & country AI assisted demos.
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