Name: Yup, That’s My Girl by Eric D
Duration: 3 min 43 s
Description: The song pretty self explanatory. Yup, that’s my girl. A song written for my future wife.

The song pretty self explanatory. Yup, that’s my girl. A song written for my future wife.

Yup, That’s My Girl

🩸 Red Rusted – Clean Lyrics
[Verse 1]
A hand breached through the earth,
Rust and dirt caked on his skin.
Sulfur rising from his bones,
Iron where love should've been.

Eyes black as the midnight skies...
No light, no home inside.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s here he drags me down,
No chance to scream aloud.
Already inside burning my chest,
Branding his name now Possessed.

[Chorus]
Blood falls...
Dripping down these broken halls...
Fading echoes in my veins...
You pray — but you can't stay.
You pray — but you can't stay free.

[Verse 2]
Feel him burning through my skin,
See his shadow wear my face.
Darkness fills my brittle lungs,
Stealing breath I can't replace.

The vines that once lit up my soul —
They choke and fall away.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s here he drags me down,
No chance to scream aloud.
Already inside burning my chest,
Branding his name now Possessed.

[Chorus]
Blood falls...
Dripping down these broken halls...
Fading echoes in my veins...
You pray — but you can't stay.
You pray — but you can't stay free.

[Bridge]
A stranger's heartbeat fills my chest...
This isn't me, this isn't real.
No gates, no heaven, no release...
Just gray and broken steel.

When did I die?
Where did he go?
The float I had...
It sunk below.

[Final Chorus]
Blood falls...
Dripping down these broken halls...
No sunlight left to lead my way...
You pray — but you can't stay.
You pray — but you can't stay free.

[Outro]
I stand alone...
I let it go...
I let it go...

🎙️Song Insight
Red Rusted is a cinematic ballad forged in emotional heat — a descent into darkness where pain is etched into skin and memory. Told in theatrical arcs with a raw vocal presence, the track explores the haunting aftermath of betrayal, decay, and the slow erasure of self. What begins as a quiet surrender builds into a storm of blood-soaked echoes, ending with nothing left but steel, shadow, and silence.

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Smooth grooves meet electric chemistry in “Lost in You”, a seductive and energetic standout from Pop Pulse Vol. 1. Fusing pop, R&B, funk, and soul, this anthem delivers a midnight pulse reminiscent of Justin Timberlake and Bruno Mars at their finest.

With neon-lit synths, groovy basslines, and an irresistible hook, “Lost in You” captures that fleeting, fevered moment when two people become completely entangled on the dancefloor—and in each other. Every verse builds with sensual rhythm, and the epic chorus drops like a spark in a powder room.

A vibrant ride through attraction and rhythm, this track is your new go-to for nights that don’t end at midnight.

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Text:
[Verse 1 – gloomy, calm]
They said I had a demon,
Something wicked in my chest.
They laid their hands upon me,
Called it holy, called it blessed.

Candles flickered in the silence,
Latin words like poisoned darts.
But no devil crawled inside me—
Just a wound... torn into parts.

[Chorus – loud, plaintive]
The devil wasn't hiding under beds,
Not whispering prayers in priests' heads.
The devil's not a shadow in the flame—
The devil was me… and I have a name.

The darkness isn’t summoned from the deep,
It grows in silence when we sleep.
Not horns, not smoke, not hell below—
It's the pain we never show.

(Instumental-Part)

[Verse 2 – carrying]
They said I cursed, they said I screamed,
They said I walked through haunted dreams.
But all I was… was lost, afraid—
A child they didn't want to save.

Instead of help, they gave me chains,
Holy water, bile, and flames.
They called it sacred, called it grace,
But all it did…was burnt my face.

[Bridge – spoken, calm, cold]
No demon took me.
No devil spoke through my tongue.
I cried… and they made it Latin.
I broke... and they called it Satan.

[Bridge – bissig, ironisch, entlarvend]
You wear the horns, you praise the flame,
You call it freedom, call it “name.”
But Lucifer—your midnight king,
Was just a page in Heaven’s wing.

You bow to what God made, you see?
Your devil’s still theology.
So while you hiss and break your chain—
You're still dancing in His frame.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Chorus 2 – with anger and clarity]
The devil wasn’t there at all,
No serpent rise, no angel’s fall.
It was fear with holy gloves,
It was hate, disguised as love.

No need for horns, no need for fire—
The real hell is when we admire
The pain we cause in “God’s” own name,
And think we’ve won… some holy game.

[Outro – quietly, like a confession]
The devil was me—
But not because I meant.
Because I hurt,
And no one asked me...
Why.

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A poet at heart, a lyricist learning as I go. I’m not chasing fame—just hoping a few lines might land where they’re needed. If the words I write bring comfort, clarity, or even just a nod, that’s enough for me. Music’s a gift—take these lyrics and make them yours.

Yup, That’s My Girl

Eric D

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