Where'd Our Love Go

Never get fooled again by LOVE.

I'm allowed one not so serious track a year. At least. Gimme a break.

Return of the Yodal

[Verse]
Still can hear 'em whisper under their breath
All the smiles can't hide the disdain in their eyes
Still can feel 'em judge me, box me in
Measure my worth by style of cloth 'n' color of my skin

[Verse]
Still can see 'em tremble as i pass by
Scared i steal whatever treasure they hold high

[Chorus]
Paint me black!
I'll gladly make the sacrifice
Swallow me, consume me whole!
I'll make the black my comfort cloak!
I'll be at home among the dead!
They don't talk back, never plead, never crack!
I'll be their mirror's dark reflection!
I'll never flinch, never bargain, never gloat!
I'll be the black hole!
Black...
Just paint me black...
Paint me black!
Paint me black!
Paint me black until there's nothing
nothing nothing nothing
Until there's nothing other left!

[Bridge]
It's all mine!
All the hope!
All the joy!
All the love!
All the pain!
You see me a villain!
I see you for the poison you are!
For the reason life's unfair
The reason the serpent was there!
The reason for all unanswered prayers!
Yes, i deem you sheep. 
Blind Yay and Nay sayers. 

[Chorus]
Paint me black!
I'll gladly make the sacrifice
Swallow me, consume me whole!
I'll make the black my comfort cloak!
I'll be at home among the dead!
They don't talk back, never plead, never crack!
I'll be their mirror's dark reflection!
I'll never flinch, never bargain, never gloat!
I'll be the black hole!

[Instrumental]
Paint me black until there's nothing
nothing nothing nothing...

[Chorus]
Paint me black!
I'll gladly make the sacrifice
Swallow me, consume me whole!
I'll make the black my comfort cloak!
I'll be at home among the dead!
They don't talk back, never plead, never crack!
I'll be their mirror's dark reflection!
I'll never flinch, never bargain, never gloat!
I'll be the black hole!
Black...
Just paint me black...
Paint me black!
Paint me black!
Paint me black until there's nothing
nothing nothing nothing
Until there's nothing other left!

Paint Me Black

[Verse]
I stepped up to the curb a curse on my tongue,
Ready to bust, let my worst thoughts of me just run.
Fists ready, clenched tight, tide to a knot I won't loose,
About to lose it, about to choose violence as my muse.
World owed me nothin' but pain, so I came to collect,
Reflect on all my moments, imagined or honest, all my regrets.
Eyes glowin' red, read every sign as a threat,
Threat to my peace-time to collect all the debts.

[Build-Up]

[Chorus]
Rise above your pain!
Defy all the laws of gravity!
Yeah life hits hard, 
There's no need for apologies!
Just let it fade let it fade let it fade
Let the pain evaporate!

[Post-Chorus]
Manifest! Release that inner energy!
Conduct the symphony of your own destiny!
Rise above your pain!
Defy all the laws of gravity!
Fly free!

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse]
So I turned around, burned the notes I rehearsed,
Reversed the hearse, shifted, put the curse in reverse.
Instead of lightin' up in hellfire, I sire a thought much higher,
Enlighten the dark - shit - spittin' sparks, marks that inspire.
Life likes to tax heavy, levy solid blows that depress,
Still stressed, press play anyway, ready to confess:
A good joke in the morning right into your ear, lips curve, small grin,
Ain’t that a win to feel livin' as it begins?
No matter how hard the rain, conquer and reign in the storm,
Form a new normality - inhale, feel reborn in the form of a breath.


[Chorus]
Rise above your pain!
Defy all the laws of gravity!
Yeah life hits hard, 
There's no need for apologies!
Just let it fade let it fade let it fade
Let the pain evaporate!

[Post-Chorus]
Manifest! Release that inner energy!
Conduct the symphony of your own destiny!
Rise above your pain!
Defy all the laws of gravity!
Fly free!

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Bridge]
Don't say fine like a cheap ticket, quick-buy and dismiss it,
Use fine as in exquisite - listen and visit that meaning a minute.
Bad days feel terribad, drag your soul through the mud,
Set your mindmode to king - crown the struggle with blood.
Wake up from that dream, scream out loud as a prayer,
Aware of yourself, your goals, every breath of the air.
Inhale and repair.

[Chorus]
Rise above your pain!
Defy all the laws of gravity!
Yeah life hits hard, 
There's no need for apologies!
Just let it fade let it fade let it fade
Let the pain evaporate!

[Post-Chorus]
Manifest! Release that inner energy!
Conduct the symphony of your own destiny!
Rise above your pain!
Defy all the laws of gravity!
Fly free!

Fly Free

[Verse]
Pull up in matte black, gangsta Rolls rizz,  
Black tint on the windows.
Windows to my soul cold,  
Girls on my dick tho, mucho grandioso.

Opps rage and send threats,  
Threats get clipped, chopped and shipped - reload.
My bags fully loaded,  
Bags full of racks, racks make hoes grind slow.

Got my eyes on new ice tho,  
Hundred chains round my neck,  
Neck thick with frozen gold - ice cold.
I glitter, I glow,  Vamp in the dark yo,  
Dark nights never end tho - never even close, no.

Need some percs for my system,  
Shit, my system goes numb quick,  
Numb to yo bullshit tho. 
Served off some clit or some tits,  
Tits make the perc hit sweet,  
Sweet clits hit like bricks - yeah yo.

[Pre-Chorus]
Foes don't last, turn to ghosts,  
Ghosts fade away,  like all frauds, fake bros
[Break]
All those Drake hoes.

[Chorus]
Bow down, bow down, bow down
King's here, king's here, king's here
Slatt crown, slatt crown, slatt crown
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha what? You mad?
Bow down, bow down, bow down
King's here, king's here, king's here
Slatt crown, slatt crown, slatt crown
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha come on what? 

[Post-Chorus]
Rah-rah-rah-rah, flipmode bitch, bow down quick!
Grrrat-tat-tat, slatt crown king, vamp king shit!
Ha-ha-ha-ha, yah-yah-yah, perc rage chique!
Woo-woo-woo, slatt life style, bitch i'm wicked!
Gyah-gyah-gyah, ha-ha-ha, opps get twisted!
Rah-dah-dah-dah, crown pound ground, rage sound bound!
Bitches vamp out, wild out now, wow-wow-wow!

[Verse]
Tom Ford blends, lens on my face,  
Face in Lucia deep, deep, deep. 
Deep in the blunts, love me some blunts,  
With some cunts, night full of grunts - sleep, sleep, sleep.

Sleep with my hoes, hoes just a tool,  
Tool by the bed, bed full of bad bitch freaks.
Freaks suck my tonic, tonic and dry gin,  
Gin cums right as the wave hit the peak.

Opps pull up silent, silent but badly,  
They want me so badly - I'm ready, got treats. 
Treats stained with lead, lead from my boots,  
Boots Doc Martens - elite.

Safe's full of K, K, K's,  
K love to spray, spray, spray - spray if they test me.
Test me get pressed, pressed like O-Juice and bullets,  
Bullets to the head and chest - free.

My bad bitch she fine, fine like fine wine,  
Wine and dine her, she moans louder.
Louder with some powder, more power for the grind,  
The grindin' ride on my big tower. 

I tower above opps, opps shrivelled small,  
Small little cowards.
Cowards I'll find, find and bind to the ground,  
Ground covered
[Break]
Ground full of flowers.

[Chorus]
Bow down, bow down, bow down
King's here, king's here, king's here
Slatt crown, slatt crown, slatt crown
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha what? You mad?
Bow down, bow down, bow down
King's here, king's here, king's here
Slatt crown, slatt crown, slatt crown
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha come on what? 

[Post-Chorus]
Rah-rah-rah-rah, flipmode bitch, bow down quick!
Grrrat-tat-tat, slatt crown king, vamp king shit!
Ha-ha-ha-ha, yah-yah-yah, perc rage chique!
Woo-woo-woo, slatt life style, bitch i'm wicked!
Gyah-gyah-gyah, ha-ha-ha, opps get twisted!
Rah-dah-dah-dah, crown pound ground, rage sound bound!
Bitches vamp out, wild out now, wow-wow-wow!

[Chorus]
Bow down, bow down, bow down
King's here, king's here, king's here
Slatt crown, slatt crown, slatt crown
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha what? You mad?
Bow down, bow down, bow down
King's here, king's here, king's here
Slatt crown, slatt crown, slatt crown
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha come on what?

King's Here

[Intro]
Mmhm why can't my music fill this hole?
Why can't this blues just set me free!?

[Verse]
Mmhm every night i play this song, 
Up on this stage but all alone.
It's feeling so good but also wrong,
This ice cold fire in my bones!

[Pre-Chorus]
My guitar's cryin' while my throat's run dry!
Oh Lord, my guitar's cryin' and my throat's run dry!
Oooh i'm feelin THIRSTY!

[Chorus]
This midnight blues won't let me rest!
Need to feed that hunger!
Deep inside my chest!
I crave this melody!
Let me feel that sweet sweet sound!
Please Lord, let me feel it one more night!

[Verse]
Red wine just don't taste the same!
since i started to feel that rhythm in the night!
That craving's gnawing at me endlessly!
Please oh please just give it to me!

[Pre-Chorus]
I can feel it callin!
As the moon's rising high
Something's crawling!
Uoh from the deep where my heart should lie!

[Chorus]
This midnight blues won't let me rest!
Need to feed that hunger!
Deep inside my chest!
I crave this melody!
Let me feel that sweet sweet sound!
Please Lord, let me feel it one more night!

[Outro]
Mmhm morning light burns my face
As I pack up my old guitar
Oh got to find another place, another bar 
Mmhmm where the night ain't far!

Midnight Blues

[Verse]
Babe we argue in circles, we rehearse it every night,
You wrong, you right,
We hug, we cuddle, we harm, we fight
Hard turn on despite the spite.
We can't stop til the words draw blood, but we bleed for the draw
Can't withdraw, can't make peace, we need the war, we need it god damn raw
You flaw me, I floor you, then flawlessly implore you
But it's the flaws in us that we adore,
Lawlessly lawful committed, flawlessly raw we hit it hit it hit it.
I carry all the scars with pride, hold them in high regard
Barely regard the truth, who cares if all we guard is just a facade.
A bond is a bond is a chain is a pledge is our anchor at the edge.

[Hook]
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
...That's what rocks it for me...

[Verse]
You lie with such grace while you lie in my sheets,
Lie to my face as grace leaves me realizin' the deceit
Gift me pain as a present, present it with love, perfectly concealed
Your tears tear me up, as i tear into you like a bulldog in heat.
The tempest erupts, we temper the rage, you temper i thrust
In the end we all winded and scarred, worn out to the core, but happy we scored.
But after it all, we bill each other for wounds we inflicted
Like we weren't aware of the results, like we hadn't predicted
The end of it all, as if it wasn't the goal.
Bitch we committed.

[Hook]
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
...That's what rocks it for me...

[Bridge]
You sliced me with that kitchen knife!
Burned my face with your cigarette!
Clawed my back til i bled!
Slammed the door into my head!
Drowned my phone in the Henny!
Put glass into ma food and called it extra crunchy!
Kicked me in the balls to cheer me up!
Fuck you!
You choked me out til i saw god!
By the way - god says you a bitch too...

[Hook]
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
You Toxic...
But that's what rocks it...
...That's what rocks it for me...

You Toxic

Yankee Doodle

Start slow… just your fingertips…
Circle gently… right there…
(don't stop...)
Press a little harder… yes…
(aah) (yes)
Tease me… don’t rush…
Slide lower… feel how ready I am…
use two fingers now… slow curls…
Stay right on that spot… don’t move away…
(right there...)
Faster… just a little faster…
keep the rhythm steady… perfect…
Rub in small circles… tighter…
I’m getting close… don’t stop…
(oh god...)
Add pressure… yes, like that…
Hold it… hold it… right there…
Let me grind against your hand…
i’m trembling… keep going…
Almost… almost…
Come with me… now…
(wow...)

Tribute

Citizens of our beloved nation - Breaking News. 
This is a nationwide alert!
As of today, the Congress under the guidance of the president has enacted the Emergency Repopulation Mandate. 
Officially called the F.U.C.C. Act:

Free Unrestricted Continuous Copulation

Sexual intercourse is now fully legalized, promoted, and required under law in every public and private setting to combat the population crisis.

...No limits...
...No excuses... 
...Just raw, relentless breeding...
...The president said and i quote:...

..."Do your fucking duty!...

(Duty... duty... duty... duty...)

F.U.C.C. now!
Every single one!
Go ham, go wild!
Bend her backwards
In the mall, 
Press her hard
Against the wall,
Let it build!
Smack it! Slap it! Tap it!
Get em creamed!
Get em filled!

F.U.C.C.! F.U.C.C.! F.U.C.C.!
Multiply!

Streets turn hot, everyone full of heat, everyone turning wet
Couples, Triplets, Quartetts
Legs wrapped, thrusting, no regrets

(Yeah... Yeah...)

F.U.C.C. now!
Every single one!
Go ham, go wild!
Bend her backwards
In the mall, 
Press her hard
Against the wall,
Let it build!
Smack it! Slap it! Tap it!
Get em creamed!
Get em filled!

F.U.C.C.! F.U.C.C.! F.U.C.C.!
Multiply! 

Finally, everybody's on fire fire fire!
Population climbing higher higher higher!
One mission, one goal, one desire

Penetrate, Impregnate, Satisfy her

F.U.C.C. now!
Every single one!
Go ham, go wild!
Bend her backwards
In the mall, 
Press her hard
Against the wall,
Let it build!
Smack it! Slap it! Tap it!
Get em creamed!
Get em filled!

F.U.C.C.! F.U.C.C.! F.U.C.C.!
Multiply!

The F.U.C.C. Act applies strictly to consenting adults aged 18 and over.
Any contact with minors whatsoever is a capital offense!
Perpetrators will be killed on sight. No trial - no mercy!
Protect the innocent! 
Breed the future!

...Now back to your mandated participation...

F.U.C.C.

I found writing lyrics a new outlet for my creativity. As such, you all will have to suffer through the thoughts that go through my brain. Travel safe.

While i'm responsible for the lyrics and the general end result, i should emphasize that the actual sound is created with generative AI. I chose the sound, the voice, the genre and delivery and the general guidance of song structure and instrumentation. Build Ups, Instrumental breaks, Drops etc. are all placed by me and given input as best as the AI can handle it. With more granular tools and a better control over the generated audio my personal input will grow as well.

Where'd Our Love Go

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