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Lyrics:
Last week I went and saw a psychic
Not because I really believe in magic 
I just wanted to hear that I could be happy
She said I was damned, it was $5 for a reading
(Cash or credit?)

Long gone are the dreams
And the healing
Lost my imagination
Now it's the treason
Playing the victim
Self-destruction at its finest

I’m so sick of myself
But I don't wanna deal with it
I can't burn in this hell 'cause 
I'm already at the bottom of the deep end
I think I'm losing myself
Can't recognise who I am
Won't catch me turn around
'Cause I can't face the stranger in the mirror

My older brother lives in glamor
He's a criminal defence and naval lawyer
They say don't succumb to societal pressure
I can't help but feel like a failure (Ugh)

Long gone are the hopes
And the growing
A healthy way of coping
Now it's the hoaxing
Taunting the broken
Self-destruction at its finest

I’m so sick of myself
But I don't wanna deal with it
I can't burn in this hell 'cause 
I'm already at the bottom of the deep end
I think I'm losing myself
Can't recognise who I am
Won't catch me turn around
'Cause I can't face the stranger in the mirror

My baby kept our love a secret
I told him it's fine, it's just you and me but
Turns out I wasn't the only person
If only I was a better person
I'm so sick of my

I’m so sick of myself (So sick of myself)
But I don't wanna deal with it
I can't burn in this hell 'cause 
I'm already at the bottom of the deep end
I think I'm losing myself (I'm losing myself)
Can't recognise who I am
Won't catch me turn around
'Cause I can't face myself

I tell myself never again, again, again, again, again
But I do it again, again, again, again, again
I tell myself never again, again, again, again, again
But I do it again
And again
And again
Stranger in the mirror

STRANGER

Dance Until The Devil Stops Us

All I Want To Say can be best described as traditional country. Co-founders Christina Alexander and Elliot Simon provide the vocals. Elliot plays keyboard, guitar, and accordion on the album, as well as wrote 10 of the tracks. The album has already earned multiple awards, and several tracks have made the Top 100 Indie World Charts with I'm Holding On reaching as high as # 2.

01 All I Want To Say

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I baked you a birthday cake
Your favorite flavor didn't turn out
It was burnt and left a poor taste in your mouth
It's the thought that counts

I figured since your figure is a figure 8
You wouldn't eat it, but you ate it anyway
To celebrate
And it took me a while to make

So many holidays
So many cards that you made
Kept all the cards that you made
Even though you left a few days after my birthday
It hurt me in the worst ways

Whats worse is that when I blew out
The candles on the cake
I wished that you would stay
And everything would stay the same
I didn't want anything to change

Gifts gifted, still given a wish
It was selfish, I wish I wished for something else
Shit, world peace
Dripping in the bucket at the wishing well
Now I wish you well
You left me with a piece
But you left with the rest of me, rest in peace
Tell me the recipe
So I don't turn up the heat too high next time

Next year I'm turning 23
Destiny, it's meant to be
I have the rest of my life, but time flies
Might not live to see the next day
So yesterday, a fucking wednesday
Was the best day of my life

Hennessy sitting empty on the nightstand next to me
In the nightstand theres a SIG
Fingers itching, put it to my lips; the tip is lit
I pull the trigger
I won't be here to make a wish next year

Whats worse is that when I blew out
The candles on the cake
I wished that you would stay
And everything would stay the same
I didn't want anything to change

Gifts gifted, still given a wish
It was selfish, I wish I wished for something else
Shit, world peace
Dripping in the bucket at the wishing well
Now I wish you well
You left me with a piece
But you left with the rest of me, rest in peace
Tell me the recipe
So I don't turn up the heat too high next time

Made a mess
Her white dress is drenched in red wine
We tried, but what was left didn't feel right
Even when you asked me
How my day went, I lied

Cursed since birth
So I've always been a sinner
You were an angel
But your halo turned to horns
Since you've been with them
As in your friends
Was in your friends, after we split up

I hurt you; you didn't deserve it
I didn't deserve you

What's worse is that when you blew out
The candles on the cake
You wished that I would change
Changes couldn't change it
I was sick; it was contagious
It got complicated

The more I loved you, the more you hated it
When I wished for your happiness
That's when you started dating him

You needed space; I forced your hand
We took a break
That break up was my breaking point
Daybreak at dawn
I got wasted like GTA but I respawned
I pray to God, but he does not respond
I play the game, but I'm played like a pawn

So I go
Go
Down this road
Alone
There might be ice and snow
Twists and turns, traffic cones
Avoiding potholes in the asphalt
But some bumps arent avoidable
It'll come and go
The highs and lows

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Don’t Stop

Too Much Fun (Never Killed Anyone) is a beach-country rock anthem made for good times with good friends. With singalong energy, sunny vibes, and a little tongue-in-cheek humor, it’s the perfect soundtrack for summer nights, tailgates, and barroom parties.

Too Much Fun (Never Killed Anyone)

“Is It Too Late” is a confession at the breaking point—an emotional reckoning with the mistakes that pushed a relationship to its edge. The song follows someone finally facing their own patterns, owning the damage they’ve done, and hoping it isn’t too late to make things right.

Is It Too Late

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West London based singer songwriter guitarist 
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