We Be Going To Heaven

(Head Empty)

I love every moment, I'm with you. . .
And I'm,
Sorry your mad. 
When I'm not next to you.
Your stronger than any other woman, I know!
Its hard to love and care and let go!
But just to show,
I love you even more!

Baby you know we can better.
Love it messy but hate breaks the tether!
I can't understand what upset ya?
But please just let me know!
Cause I'm,
Sorry I don't always make plans. . .
We got a lot of time on our hands,
But I don't understand. . .

(Head Empty)

When you're silent. . .
I know the love is violet!
I know the love is hiding!
I did something, you don't like and I,
Can't improve if your not up front. . .
Cause every single day I love, 
I love the way you are. . .

I love the way your are!

(Head Empty)

Bro it don't really matter what we say!
Either way were screwed,
I wish I knew what a women wanted!
Cause I don't have a clue. . .

Maybe you just want a moment?

Don't hate me too much. . .

I'm thinking you think I'm hiding?
But I'm really just out of mind and. . .
I barely call my momma.
So please just let me know?

HEAD EMPTY

LYRICS

Sup love, baby, what you wanna talk about? X3
What you wanna?
Wanna talk about?

I fear I imitate, the way, girl, I'm not faking.
Freedom ain't free for the aimless.
Why you look at me you know what I'm saying.

I just gotta do it, real talk, first step, just do it
One chance I get
Like a Warhead
Try not to tug
Gonna ruin it
Until I get
The courage
To fuel my head
I do it
But I got not meds
Im a Warhead
Im about to blow
But I'm dormant
Until I get a...

Pretending that I'm thinking what to be
I got it up on the call, mama don't like my gal
Gonna give another chance to blow my steam
It's just chance for me to
To lose my explosive streak
Cause...

What you talk about? X3
Has you dizzy
What you talk about? X3
My own little kitty
What you talk about? X3
We own the city

I just gotta do it, real talk, first step, just do it.
One chance I get,
Like a Warhead.
Try not to tug,
Gonna ruin it.
Until I get,
The courage
To fuel my head
I do it
But I got not meds
Im a Warhead
Im about to blow
But I'm dormant
Until I get

Wrong and Money
Go like honey
If I'm up at night thinking of you
I'd randevu

I just gotta do it, real talk, first step, just do it
One chance I get
Like a Warhead
Try not to tug
Gonna ruin it
Until I get
The courage
To fuel my head
I do it
But I got not meds
Im a Warhead
Im about to blow
But I'm dormant
Until I get

Freedom ain't free for anyone
It's just goals and dreams
When you were 21

That chance that you make with hands
That you grab cause you got no plans
And now understand

Wish I went off like a warhead
All the things I love are boring
And the time I have is goring
But they even wanna hear my plans

No fee, I see a plan, I'm in another round, I'm loaded like a man and I really got a chance, I hope I got the bans, wanna play in a band but they to busy with the brands

I just gotta do it, real talk, first step, just do it
One chance I get
Like a Warhead
Try not to tug
Gonna ruin it
Until I get
The courage
To fuel my head
I do it
But I got not meds
Im a Warhead
Im about to blow
But I'm dormant
Until I get a...chance

Warhead

Fall of the Golden Fool is a sharp, poetic takedown of a self-made myth, an opulent tyrant cloaked in delusion, drawing false divinity from power and pride. With verses steeped in historical and biblical allusion, the track exposes the rot beneath the gold veneer, likening Trump’s rise and fall to that of Babylon and Nebuchadnezzar. Soulful female vocals weave through G-funk-infused trap production, contrasting swagger with sorrow. The beat pulses with heavy 808s and West Coast synths, as a British rapper delivers each line with grit and precision. A chant-style hook drives the message home: no empire built on ego outlasts the truth.

Fall of the Golden Fool

Velvet Shadows

“The Hollow Parade” is a haunting protest song that explores the collapse of social justice, the manipulation of political systems, and the emotional numbness of a society drifting toward authoritarianism. It unfolds like a slow, surreal march through a world where wealth shields the powerful, truth is commodified, and silence is weaponized.

The song opens with a whispered reflection on how comfort and silence are sold as truth. The first verse exposes the widening gap between rich and poor, portraying justice as wounded and passive. The pre-chorus introduces emotional dissonance—people play along, but something inside is breaking. The chorus delivers the central metaphor: a “hollow parade” where decay is normalized and silence is mistaken for peace.

Subsequent verses dive into:
- Lobbyism and political corruption, where laws are bought and democracy becomes theater.
- The rise of fascist ideologies, masked as patriotism and tradition.
- Digital alienation, where curated pain and social media numb real suffering.
- Disconnected leadership, where those in power speak from marble thrones, untouched by the realities of the street.

The bridge is a spoken-word rupture—a warning that beneath every anthem lies a faultline. The final verse asks whether we will awaken when silence begins to scream, or continue chasing the dream. The outro fades into whispered despair, as the parade marches on—hollow, sorrowful, and louder than ever.

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🎤 Lyrics: “The Hollow Parade” (Clean Version)

[Intro – Static Whispers]  
They told us silence was safety.  
They sold us comfort as truth.  
But the wires hum with hunger,  
And the shadows know our youth.

[Verse 1 – The Divide]  
In towers of glass they count their gold,  
While children sleep in cardboard folds.  
The ladder’s pulled, the gate is sealed,  
The poor grow hungry, the rich concealed.  
A whisper spreads: “This is the way…”  
But justice limps and turns away.

[Pre-Chorus – Cracks in the Frame]  
We watch the screen, we play the part,  
But something’s breaking in the heart.

[Chorus – Hollow Parade]  
This is the hollow parade,  
Where truth is dressed in debt and shade.  
March to the rhythm of decay,  
And pray the silence keeps you safe.

[Verse 2 – The Lobby Waltz]  
They dance in halls with velvet ties,  
Trade truth for favors, sell their lies.  
A handshake buys a law or two,  
While we choke on the air they blew.  
The ballot’s ink begins to fade—  
A puppet show, a masquerade.

[Verse 3 – The Hollow Parade]  
Marching boots in polished rows,  
Flags unfurl where hatred grows.  
They chant of pride, of blood, of land,  
While silence grips the outstretched hand.  
The past returns in sharper dress,  
With slogans carved in emptiness.

[Pre-Chorus – Cracks in the Frame]  
We watch the screen, we play the part,  
But something’s breaking in the heart.

[Chorus – Hollow Parade]  
This is the hollow parade,  
Where truth is dressed in debt and shade.  
March to the rhythm of decay,  
And pray the silence keeps you safe.

[Verse 4 – The Disconnect]  
Screens glow bright with curated pain,  
A thousand likes, a dying vein.  
The leaders speak from marble thrones,  
Their words like static, dry as bones.  
They’ve never walked the broken street,  
Where hope and hunger daily meet.

[Bridge – The Faultline]  
There’s a faultline under every anthem,  
A tremor in the polished speech.  
The ground remembers what they forget—  
And one day, it will teach.

[Verse 5 – The Echo Chamber]  
So build your walls and call it peace,  
Let fear and profit never cease.  
But cracks will form, the truth will bleed,  
From every soul they failed to feed.  
And when the silence starts to scream—  
Will you wake, or chase the dream?

[Outro – Dissonant Fade]  
The parade keeps marching,  
But the drums are hollow.  
The flags are stitched with sorrow.  
And the silence…  
is growing louder.

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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf (MOBest). All rights reserved.

The Hollow Parade

I Watched Love Walk Away

in the space between missed signals and mixed feelings

Warhead

BuddaPark