I don't Buy It!
A Steal by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

The storefront shines like a polished lie,
A catalog of dreams stacked to the sky.
But the mannequin’s grin feels a little too wide,
And the price tags don’t say what you’ll lose inside.

Not every bargain is worth the cost,
Some deals leave you broken, some leave you lost.
Before you trade your soul for a fleeting thrill,
Remember, not everything on sale is a steal..........not everything on sale is a steal........

The contract’s crisp, the pen feels light,
But the small print hides in the fading light.
A dotted line where the shadows creep,
Sign your name, and you’re in too deep.

Not every bargain is worth the cost,
Some deals leave you broken, some leave you lost.
Before you trade your soul for a fleeting thrill,
Remember, not everything on sale is a steal...........not everything on sale is a steal........

The salesman’s laugh is a velvet snare,
His words are sweet, but the truth’s laid bare.
Once the ink dries, there’s no way back,
Just the weight of the things you’ll lack.
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The glitter fades, the ribbons fray,
The promises crumble at the end of the day.
What looked like gold was just a disguise,
A hollow echo in a well-rehearsed lie.


Not every bargain is worth the cost,
Some deals leave you broken, some leave you lost.
Before you trade your soul for a fleeting thrill,
Remember, not everything on sale is a steal...........not everything on sale is a steal........

So hold the pen, but don’t let it guide,
The heart knows more than the paper hides.
Not every offer is worth the fight,
Sometimes the best deal is walking AWAY into the night.

Before you trade your soul for a fleeting thrill,
Remember, not everything on sale is a steal...........not everything on sale is a steal........(not everything... not everything)....is.... a .....steal..(a .....steal..)

All Rights Reserved Edwin H. Balder
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A Steal by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Endless by Hot Cookie

Text Girl

Patiently waiting for these five days to pass so I see you two.
Always feels like forever I miss you finding it hard to fill my days with things To do and take my mind off knowing I'm not with you.
Being separated in a family is the hardest thing anyone has to go through, there's many others like me so I'll make it work undoubtedly. 
To My kids I miss. I wish it never had to come to this. It's the way it is cuz of the way it was and that wasn't fair on any of us. The pain the struggle the loud mouths from the struggling couple it wasnt fair on you two. So leaving was the hardest but the only thing I could do. tried to make it work but the harder I tried the more it was torn.
I love you don't ever forget it I'd give my life to give you a second. You two my angels sent from heaven my girls my highest possession I would give anything for you and would do anything to see it through. Your loving daddy sending love from afar know you're in my heart no matter where you are think and remember to look up were underneath the same stars. Love from daddy.i miss you.

love daddy

Keep On Rising

Defekt

It’s too late 

(Verse 1) I hear your coming, I see that look, Standing in my doorway like you’re off the hook. Same old story, same tired game, But I ain't the one who’s gonna beg you to stay.
(Pre-Chorus) Don’t talk, don’t waste my time, Pack your bags, get out my life.
(Chorus) Get out, don’t say a word, Ain’t got time for your rehearsed Excuses, stories, all your lies— Take your bullshit, say goodbye. Don’t stall, don’t make me wait, You lost me now—it’s too late.
(Verse 2) I see the guilt, I see the shame, But I ain’t playin’ in your losing game. You crossed that line, now there’s no way back, So don’t stand there actin’ sad.
(Pre-Chorus) Don’t talk, don’t waste my time, Pack your bags, get out my life.
(Chorus) Get out, don’t say a word, Ain’t got time for your rehearsed Excuses, stories, all your lies— Take your bullshit, say goodbye. Don’t stall, don’t make me wait, You lost me now—it’s too late.
(Bridge) I don’t need your love, I don’t need your cries, Save the act, don’t dramatize. I gave you all, now I take it back, So turn around—don’t look back.
(Outro) Get out, don’t try to explain, You made your choice, now live with the pain. No second chances, no rewind, I’m done with you—get out my life.

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

It’s too late

A-nyë ú-alassëlyë va ú-fanyëlyë?
Nai nyë nályë mahta-hondo va antavë i faurë ú-alassë?
An-na nyë cenë i telpen, yá ú-tulin.
Ná, nyë cenë nyë nályë ú-cenë, ar antanyë nyë nályë vanya.
Ar mányë nyë i menelya mi andaquenta námen,
mányë fëanya mi lóvënya ando lómen.

Nai ná telpë mal ú-telpë síra.
Nyë ná sínen an-nyë nai nyë melë.
Nyë técë fëanya, nyë técë lóvënya,
pella lúvënya ar fárënya.
Ar melmë ná ú-cenë, ar antanyë nyë an-na,
yá fëanya nályë ú-cenë an-nyë.

Áva quetë melmënya,
Áva quetë melda,
nyë nályë minna,
nyë nályë minna an-nyë.

Nyë ná almir ar yá nyë en-úpa,
ú-cárë telpë fëanya, almirya mányë.
Ar yá nyë pella andan, en-úpa nyë,
en-úpa amë ar fárë yassen nályë.
Nyë cenë nyë roita, nyë cenë nyë alaita,
nyë cenë nyë oira an síra lúmë,
nai nyë nályë atan quenyanya,
nai nyë lúmë andan an-nyë.

Antanyë nyë faurënya ar antanyë nyë faurënya,
nályë ú-cenë meldë mal síra nályë alassë.
Ar melin nyë, antanyë i ná ná,
ú-máran qua-ná an-nyë.

Áva quetë melmënya,
Áva quetë melda,
nyë nályë minna,
nyë nályë minna an-nyë.

Ar mányë nyë mána mánya an-nyë,
an-nyë yá nyë oira.
Ar mányë fëanya an lúmë,
yá nyë cúna an péronya.

Áva quetë melmënya,
Áva quetë melda,
nyë nályë minna,
nyë nályë minna an-nyë.

Nályë ú-píca melda,
nályë ú-píca,
nályë, nályë, nályë ú-píca.

Áva Quetë Melmënya

Wherever You Are

벚꽃의  거리에서

A fierce reminder that time waits for no one. "Every Day Could Be the Last" ignites with a cinematic trap beat layered in emotional piano, ambient synth swells, heavy 808s, and haunting reverb-drenched vocals. This high-energy track hits like a final warning shot and a rally cry all at once—blending urgency, beauty, and truth into an unforgettable club-style experience. Built for those who feel deeply, move fast, and refuse to sleepwalk through life. Blast it loud, live like you mean it, and let every heartbeat count.

Lyrics:

Time slips through like smoke in hand,
You blink, it's gone—no second chance.

Caught in the spin, days flash and burn,
Moments gone, never return.
Old songs echo, faces fade,
A thousand lives I never stayed.

Photographs like haunted ghosts,
Frozen smiles I miss the most.
Chasing clocks that never slow,
Trading now for what we’ll never know.

The present’s bleeding into past,
We build on sand that doesn’t last.
So light the match and break the frame—
Each breath is fire, not just a name.

Live loud, love deep, don’t hold back—
Time’s a thief, it won’t retract.
Kiss slow, scream truth, run fast—
Every day could be the last.
Don’t waste the now on what won’t last,
We only get one ride—make it blast.

I wrote a list of dreams in ink,
The page got wet, it starts to sink.
Regrets don’t speak, but they still shout,
In silence, time keeps running out.

A touch, a glance, that one goodbye—
I didn’t know it was the last time.
So now I hold the present tight,
Like stars that burst before the night.

The past is ash, the future’s thin,
But this moment—this—is where we begin.
Don’t sleepwalk through a living flame,
This second’s yours—so stake your claim.

Live loud, love deep, don’t hold back—
Time’s a thief, it won’t retract.
Kiss slow, scream truth, run fast—
Every day could be the last.
Don’t waste the now on what won’t last,
We only get one ride—make it blast.

Maybe we’re all chasing echoes,
Running on dreams with worn-down soles.
But in the rush, I’ve come to know—
This heartbeat’s all we ever own.

Live loud, love deep, don’t hold back—
The past won’t pause, it fades to black.
Kiss slow, scream truth, run fast—
Every day could be the last.
So give your all, forget the past—
Light it up like it’s your last.

Pages turn, but I am here.
I won’t waste another year.

Every Day Could Be the Last

Meet Hot Cookie, the wonder that’s redefining cool with a fresh blend of reflective lyrics and acoustic-driven power. Our sound is the heartbeat of today's music scene, capturing the essence of raw emotion and musical artistry. With every track, we aim to elevate your listening experience, offering melodies that resonate and lyrics that linger. Get ready to be swept away by Hot Cookie, where every note is a testament to our passion and every song a journey!....Social Contact: https://x.com/HotCookieMusic