I just wondered, why does no one but Shania Twain sing about the moment you "make it"? The moment when you get the good news, the moment you hoped and waited for; when a weight is lifted off your shoulders. That just happened to me a few days ago and I wanted to write about it, about savoring and enjoying this moment without thinking too much of the future or how long will this moment last. Hope you enjoy <3 

Lyrics: 
So this is what it’s like
To stand on the other side
To think about the future
And not fear the night

The tide has calmed down
The waves no longer drown
The veil has unveiled
The death of my spectral cry

Why does no one talk about
The moment when you make it?
When the puzzle piece fits inside and out
Is it too peaceful to write about?
Or are you scared it’s not gonna last?

I drove through the fog with the lights off
I cried, pleaded, freaked out all alone
Wrote endless songs about being lost
And now I’m standing where I prayed to stop

Why does no one talk about
The moment when you make it
When the puzzle piece fits inside and out
Is it too peaceful to write about?
Or are you scared it’s not gonna last?

Wrote words on paper, feeling blind
Turned up the volume to appease the doubts
Somewhere inside I hoped it'd all turn out
Like this....
Just like this...

Lyrics, production, cover art: Adriana Lazcano

finally here

Cash Out

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Cheap Disguise

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*Also Available on Spotify as part of my EP “Karma Sent Her” please
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A song written for all those affected by social services and family court. The truth always prevails. Our voices matter.
#domestisabuse #rapesurvivor #socialservices #familycourt

**looking for singers to take my lyrics to record and release on this and many others of my songs. DM me if you’d like to collab**

Evidence

I Dont Want To Hear (no lie) Smooth Silky Soul Remix

I Dont Want To Hear (no lie)  Smooth Silky Soul Remix

In a world that tests us at every turn, where frustration, anger, and uncertainty follow us like shadows, this song is a reminder of the quiet fire we carry within.
“Fire in the Quiet” is a cinematic journey into resilience — the moment when the world shakes, but the spirit refuses to break.

Built with soaring orchestral elements, hybrid electronic textures, and an emotional vocal performance, the song captures the battle between chaos and self-control. It explores the power of choosing your response, mastering your inner storm, and rising with clarity even when everything around you falls apart.

This track is for anyone walking through pressure, anger, doubt, or life’s smaller battles that carve us into who we are.
It’s a soundtrack for rebuilding.
A reminder that strength is a choice.
And that the fire you hold is enough to light the way through any night.

🎧 Listen. Breathe. Rise.
🌑 Hold the fire.

Fire in the Quiet

[Verse 1]
I used to hide the stories written in my skin,
pulled my sleeves down like a curtain where I’d been.
Every crack, every line, felt like I’d done it wrong,
so I kept my voice to whispers in a room built for a song.

I remember every late-night collapse on the floor,
trying to patch myself with “never again” and “no more.”
But every time the world swung hard and didn’t land clean,
I woke up still here, somewhere in between.

[Pre-Chorus]
Thought I had to be untouched to be worth the time,
thought I needed perfect edges, perfect shine.
But the way my hands still shake and still hold on
might be the proof I needed all along.

[Chorus]
I’m good damage, I’m fine cracks with the light pouring through,
I’m the burn that says I made it out, not the fire that went askew.
I’m the worn-out faith that still hums under noise and static fear—
no, we won’t say “static,” scratch that—just the ghosts I used to hear.
I’m good damage, not ruined, just changed shape around the truth,
if you’re broke in the same old places,
there’s a room in me for you.

[Verse 2]
I’ve been the one who stayed when I should’ve walked away,
and I’ve walked when staying might’ve taught me how to stay.
I’ve said things that echoed like a dropped glass in a church,
left myself on read, called it “self-defense,” not hurt.

But somehow in the stumble, I learned a different step,
I found a way to hold my ground without holding my breath.
Now every scar’s a chorus I can’t un-sing,
it’s the price of every second wind I bring.

[Pre-Chorus]
Thought I had to be the blueprint they passed around,
thought I had to hide the versions I burned down.
But the way my laugh breaks when I say “I’m fine”
is its own kind of honest, its own kind of line.

[Chorus]
I’m good damage, I’m fine cracks with the light pouring through,
I’m the burn that says I made it out, not the fire that went askew.
I’m the messy proof that surviving is a kind of art,
I’m the tape and glue and gold seams
running wild across my heart.
I’m good damage, not ruined, just changed shape around the truth,
if you’re broke in the same old places,
there’s a room in me for you.

[Bridge]
Raise a glass to the almost-ending,
to the nights the floor felt thin.
To the friends who sat in silence
’til you found your breath again.
To the choices you regret
that still somehow carved out space
for the people who would meet you
in this unfinished place.

[Post-Bridge / Breakdown]
We’re not flawless, we’re not clean,
we’re the lines between the scenes.
But when the music hits our names,
every fracture lights the frame.

[Final Chorus]
We’re good damage, we’re fine cracks with the light pouring through,
we’re the proof that what tried to end us
only changed the way we grew.
We’re the shaky-voiced confessions shouted over crashing drums,
we’re the choir made of “I’m not sure”
and “I’m glad I didn’t run.”
We’re good damage, not ruined, just changed shape around the truth,
if you’re broke in the same old places,
there’s a place right here for you.

[Outro]
Turn the volume up on all the parts we used to hide,
let the songs wrap soft around the places we survived.
If tomorrow hits us harder, we’ll just sing a little louder,
good damage in the glow,
holding up the night together.

Good Damage

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