Soft soulful Rap Hip hop Trap ballad 
Lyrics by Sas

❤️

Intro]

The theme , 

Of this track  

Is on deeply,deeply, 

So deeply on a, a, 

Personal Level Here.


I, I, frequented these,
Establishments, ( establishments)
Oh ,so, 
so many visits,
( I lost count ), 
for, most, 
most of my life. 

On & off. 

I was a Different person, 
Once I stepped into, 
The “doors of Sin”
to the person, 
I was, in real life. 

I Tried to blend them, 
Both, um I tried, 
 but realised how,
 different I was in them
 & out. 
my Innocence , lost, ( lost )
at 20 one night, 
After I , 
Was With a girl,
  for 3 years 
Was honouring her wish , 
to wait, 
 till we married. 
And when, 
when we, when we, 
 broke up, 

That was it. 


House of Sin .
Sin, sin. 
It continued 
For so many years afterwards. 
Once I tasted Sin, ( I had an ) ,
Insatiable appetite, 
bordering on uncontrollable ,
desires. 
Couldn’t get enough. 
I paid , 
So I had to perform,
My  acts of sexual pleasure.

Never disrespectful 
and was often 
wanted outside of 
that room of Sin, 
The House of Sin. 
Fact, not of, 
fantasy .
I was ,
Was Someone Else, 
Once I , once I entered , 
The House of Sin. 
In the end, 
I ended up hating who I was. 

The Flashy car, 
The look. 
I pulled the ladies.
but really ,
they were pretentious too. 
Like,
Like, like, 
 I was in ( that room ),
of,
Sin, Sin, Sin. 
Thought I was some, 

Don Duan, 

Not a womaniser, 
But, a, 
A ladies man. 

Male, hyper , sexual. 

House of Sin .
Sin, sin. 
It continued 
For so many years afterwards. 
Once I tasted Sin, ( I had an ) ,
Insatiable appetite, 
bordering on uncontrollable ,
desires. 
Couldn’t get enough. 
I paid , 
So I had to perform,
My  acts of sexual pleasure.


The amount of, 
Money, 
I spent, 
The many, many, 
Encounters, 
I had in there,
I don’t really know, 
But oh, I do remember, 
Many of them. 
A sin , 
How do I justify it, 

To God. 

House of Sin .
Sin, sin. 
It continued 
For so many years afterwards. 
Once I tasted Sin, ( I had an ) ,
Insatiable appetite, 
bordering on uncontrollable ,
desires. 
Couldn’t get enough. 
I paid , 
So I had to perform,
My  acts of sexual pleasure.


In the end, 
Don Juan's refusal 
to repent, 
even when confronted by the supernatural, 
sealed his fate. 
destroyed not by human justice, 

but by a higher power. 

[Outro]
Will this eventually,
Be my fate ,
For my sins of my past? 

My sins.

15. House Of Sin ( Hip hop Rap Trap mix)

* Remastered - Do I (Even)Matter To You*

The Emotional soulful love ballad sadness Life 

The Loneliness I feel
Inside,
Drives me insane.
It,
Does my head in .
All, 
The questioning I do  
Is so draining on me.

I use to Work nights ( not anymore )
To keep the family together
The Sacrifices,  
I made them too,
Not just you .
But it seems to have, 
come at a cost .
The Flame,
Now has flickered between us both.

Gave you all the freedom.
Friends,
Seperate accounts, 
No questions asked.
Never asking where all , 
The money goes, 
So as To keep the peace. 
As they say ,
money Causes rifts . ( it sure does )

I Was there for you ,
when you got sick,
When Cancer hit. 
Took you to appointments ,
Like a good man,
 should do.
Held your hand,
Told you everything would be alright .

But I Feel so alone,
Not close with your son.
Been a father to him,
Since he came to live with us ,
But sometimes,
 I feel like ,
I’m just some friend to him ,
Not someone ,
he respects too much .
Too strict, too rigid.

Tells me  (it’s not the Army here.)

Couldn’t even thank me, 
For doing his 21 photo album, 
Nor, the songs I wrote. 

But , 
I feel empty .
Who is there for me 
In those nights I stay awake?
Staring at the ceiling, 
Tossing and turning, 
 all night long. ( all night )

I Encouraged you,
 to go ,
On your holiday ,
without me.
Waiting for me ,
was taking too long,
With my Doctors appointments ,
Taking up my time .
Caring for my mum ,
As Someone,
 had to stay behind, 
With my sister on her holiday with her family.

Thoughts racing through my mind.

I Was there for you ,
when you got sick,
When Cancer hit. 
Took you to appointments ,
Like a good man,
 should do.
Held your hand,
Told you everything would be alright .

Wanted ,
to renew our vows,
In Santorini.
But that’s just some, 
Some, some, 
dream now.
Will it ever be possible ,
To travel with you,
AGAIN?

Do I even matter, 
To you?

Do I ,
matter to you?
Or am I ,
just a friend to you too?

But , 
I feel empty .
Who is there for me 
In those nights I stay awake?
Staring at the ceiling, 
Tossing and turning, 
 all night long. ( all night )

Do I even matter, 
To you?

Do I ,
matter to you?
Or am I ,
just a friend to you too?

Do I ? Do I ?

22.do-i?

My Lyrics, My Music, My Style 

Sas is a prolific song writer. 

He writes music from the heart , with passion, honesty, integrity, with feelings and without compromise. 

He writes from deep within his soul. 

He incorporates the different styles of genre that influenced him in his musical journey.

He writes Songs in a couple of different languages! 

* He always had this ability to write, firstly poems than lyrics , displaying his sensitivity and love , but growing up it wasn’t the ‘ in ‘ thing to do. ? For a male ) This remained dormant for decades and now it is being unleashed for all to hear, like, criticise and enjoy. *

Love Sas  ❤️ aka Dj Sas .

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