🔻 Song Insight – If a Narcissist Had a Heart
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a cautionary nursery rhyme dressed in circus clothes. It's a satirical swing at the emotional devastation left in the wake of a narcissist—wrapped in Seuss-like rhythm, carnival sounds, and a maniacally cheerful delivery. The track juxtaposes whimsy with psychological horror, inviting listeners to laugh and flinch. Every rhyme conceals a truth; every bounce carries a bruise.

Beneath the jester’s grin is a call to survivors: you are not crazy. Narcissists are emotional illusionists—rewriting reality, charming crowds, and leaving chaos in their absence. This song offers solidarity through absurdity, exposing the cycle of manipulation with theatrical flair. Think of it as an exorcism in rhyming couplets… with a tuba.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro – Narrator voice, cartoon tone]
If a narcissist had a heart...
He wouldn't know where to start.
He’d call the press, he’d strike a pose,
And sob on camera—God only knows.

[Verse 1]
“It’s better now! I’ve changed, I swear!”
He weeps into the velvet chair.
The news loops play him night and day—
The man who felt, then ran away.

[Verse 2]
But don’t be fooled by mournful gleam,
He edits out what’s in between.
Behind the charm and half-baked tears—
Are stolen years and gaslit fears.

[Bridge]
Through haunted woods and smoky haze,
He drains your light, rewrites your days.
Watch your kids, your keys, your mind—
Before he leaves you two steps blind.

[Verse 3]
You can wash the horse, you can feed the pig,
But this clown’s jig is his own rig.
The facts are sharp, the lies are glue—
You’ll lose yourself before he’s through.

[Chorus]
Run, run, run—don’t wait, don’t stay!
He’ll paint your soul in shades of gray.
You thought it’s love? You thought he cared?
That scream you heard? No one was there.

[Outro]
What’s in store? Chaos galore.
He’s off again—another score.
Save yourself and step aside—
You can’t fix someone who just… lied.

🔻 Personal Reflection
I wrote this with a smirk… and a scar. It started as a joke—what if Dr. Seuss wrote a survival guide for people who dated narcissists? But as the rhyme flowed, so did the rage, the grief, and the absurdity of loving someone who only loved a mirror.

There was a time when I truly believed the apologies. The “new leaf” speeches. The declarations of change. I wanted to believe them. I needed to believe them, because the alternative was facing how far I’d been manipulated.

This song is for everyone who’s ever questioned their sanity after trusting someone who wore a human mask. It's for those who made excuses for monsters because they remembered the first act. And it’s for those who survived, even if they laughed their way out of the fire.

It’s comedy, sure—but satire is truth screaming in a clown suit. And I’ve earned the right to laugh now.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a bold turn in the 4Me2BeFree journey—leaning into theatrical satire without losing the emotional core. This project is about transforming raw truth into immersive soundscapes, whether that truth is beautiful, brutal, or bizarre. Every song is a scene, every lyric a spotlight.

Through comedy, darkness, and cinematic chaos, 4Me2BeFree creates songs that don’t just play—they perform. The goal? To offer catharsis for those who’ve lived through manipulation, heartbreak, and self-erasure—and to do it with rhythm, rhyme, and one hell of a grin.

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If a Narcissist Had a Heart

🔻 Song Insight – Dirt Floors
At the edge of memory and metaphor, “Dirt Floors” is a reckoning—an anthem for anyone who lost themselves in someone else’s world and barely made it back.

Carrying the weight of unspoken trauma, the song peels back what it means to live in quiet erasure. Inspired by a childhood story and the intimacy of a toxic relationship, “Dirt Floors” is a confessional landscape. Each lyric echoes the ache of normalized abuse, lingering guilt, and the erosion of self-worth.

[Verse 1]  
I claim my dirt floor—  
A pittance paid before.  
You act like I’ve got nerve,  
Like this can't be my war.

[Verse 2]  
It's been clear,  
I've walked these halls before.  
Pain echoes off the walls—  
But I walk it once more.

[Pre-Chorus]  
This can't be home.  
I'm haunted when I'm alone.  
If this is just my “before,”  
Where’s the after I’m owed?

[Verse 3]  
With soul bent and beaten,  
I buried what was taken.  
Still chasing what was clean—  
But it never stayed for long.

[Chorus]  
Dirt floors where I crash and burn,  
Refused to bend, refused to learn.  
Fool’s gold lined the gate—  
And I bowed to what was fake.

[Verse 4]  
Red flags bleached to white,  
I blurred the line of sight.  
Gray clouds began to bloom—  
Every silence spelled my doom.

[Verse 5]  
Built on lies, not stone,  
It wasn’t just my crying alone.  
The script flipped as it dried—  
And I just watched it die.

[Bridge]  
Somewhere in the mourning,  
The tar began to spread.  
Told myself it wasn’t real—  
But everything I touched turned black.  
Every truth I swallowed came back.

I was living someone else’s name.  
Not clean. Not whole.  
Not me.  
Joy turned to grayscale,  
Even the light got washed away.

[Verse 6]  
I drew maps to my unknown—  
A place I used to roam.  
No sirens, no parade—  
Just a shadow pulling me away.

[Verse 7]  
Out of sight, I found my mind.  
But the shrapnel still designed  
A quiet war inside my chest—  
Each breath now second-guessed.

[Verse 8]  
You can’t unpull a trigger.  
Words cut and linger.  
Shards in silence—  
No more postponing  
What always ends up spoken.

[Verse 9]  
I'd rather walk this road alone,  
Under bridges made of bone.  
Not sticks, not stone—  
But words poured raw from me.  
That was the house.  
That was the key.

[Chorus – Reprise]  
Still, I sweep a floor  
That won’t stay clean.  
But these walls—  
They stand from everything  
I've lost, I've loved,  
And all I’ve done  
To come undone.

[Outro – Spoken]  
Falling ain’t failing.  
It’s just new direction.  
Don’t let the lies that flew by  
Become your reflection.  
This ain’t holy ground—  
It’s war.  
And we fight  
With what we carry.  
Keep your fire.  
Lose the shame.  
You’re more than  
What you stayed for.

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one gutted me to write. Not because it points fingers—but because it doesn’t.

My mother once told me a story about having a shack in heaven with dirt floors while others had mansions. She meant it as a parable, but I took it as truth—that even in the afterlife, some of us would still live on the outskirts.

Later, I found myself in a relationship that chipped away at me piece by piece. Where even love felt like punishment. Where identity warped until I couldn’t tell if I was surviving or fading.

I didn’t want this song to list sins. I wanted it to hold them. I wanted it to feel like what it’s like to be gaslit, to normalize cruelty, to wonder if a place that once felt like home ever truly was.

This is for anyone who questioned their worth inside a relationship.
Anyone who stayed too long because leaving meant rewriting the only story they knew.

I’m still sweeping those dirt floors.
But now, they’re mine. And that matters.

🔻 Copyright Notice
© 2025 4Me2BeFree.


Dirt Floors

Away From Men - Cinderella Syndrome

The vocals and the song lyrics were created by: J J Samuel

Music and production by: J J Samuel

#Pop #PopRock #Electronic #Indie-Rock #PostPunk

A.D.H.D

This song was created and written by: 
J J Samuel
The music, production and vocals were done by: 
J J Samuel

#Alternative-Rock #Pop-Rock #Moody #RollerCoaster #Intense #Atmospheric #Raw #Gritty  #Stormy

This track is one of my older pieces which I found in my collection of over 400 plus songs. 

“Stormy” is about the roller coaster of love and how it affects our emotions. Sometimes things seem okay on the surface but deep down a storm is brewing! Relationships are like thunderstorms and we are human so we were not
Designed to always get along, it’s a up and down spiralling story! Rage and anger can take control, disagreements happen. Its part of life ❤️ ⛈️

🌩️ STORMY ⛈️

🔻 Song Insight

"How Many Rights Done Wrong" is a journey through life’s detours—the places where every turn seems to lead somewhere new, but never quite “right.” Anchored by a hypnotic chorus and gritty, road-worn verses, the song explores the cycles we fall into, the scars left behind, and the stubborn hope that pushes us to try again, even when the world keeps spinning us in circles. With its vivid highway imagery and raw honesty, this track captures the ache of searching for meaning—and the wry humor of getting lost along the way.

🔻 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 2]
I’ve got cycles, running them over
Dead roadkill marks every mile I’ve lived
Each pattern splatters across my shoulder
It’s not just a life in my head

[Bridge]
Hitched a ride through borrowed time
No bike, this shit got wild
I’m stifled, grown and torn
This bloodline’s mine alone

[Chorus]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 3]
Roads lead down to dying towns
People talk but never speak
Always got some shit to say
Never willing to take that walk

[Bridge]
It’s lip service, no pleasure
Growing pains, no measure
Can’t see the gains for all these losses
Something’s gotta change before I toss this

[Chorus]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 4]
Backstroke through the undertow
What goes down stays below
How far can you go without hope to show?
It’s a place you never grow

[Outro]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

🔻 Personal Reflection

I wrote this song after one too many nights replaying old mistakes and missed exits, both real and metaphorical. “How Many Rights Done Wrong” came from the push-pull of wanting to do better, but feeling like every direction just leads back to the same spot. It’s a nod to all the times I took the wrong turn, hoping somewhere down the line it would make sense—or at least make for a good story. If you’ve ever felt stuck at life’s crossroads, you’ll hear a piece of yourself in this one.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

This track is pure 4Me2BeFree: messy, honest, cinematic. Our music is about transforming lived pain into a shared, relatable journey—finding beauty (and a little dark humor) in the confusion. “How Many Rights Done Wrong” is another page in the story of learning, unlearning, and finding meaning in the middle of chaos. The goal: turn life’s wrong turns into a map for someone else to find their way home.

🔻 Copyright Notice

"All lyrics and content featured in this post are protected under copyright (© 2025) and have been securely time-locked and validated through a crypto-based verification system to ensure originality and ownership. Unauthorized reproduction or distribution of any part of these works without explicit consent is strictly prohibited."

How Many Rights Done Wrong

🔻 Song Insight

Cold Gold is about the cost of love when it turns into control. It’s the sound of defiance rising from broken trust—choosing truth over illusion, freedom over silence.

🔻 Lyrics

Intro:
Shiny and new... shiny and new...
: You said “shiny and new”?
  : So see-through... you see-through...
: Nah. You mid. Straight see-through.

Verse 1:
Clout-chasin’, tryna line me up
: Line him up, line him up
Wanted smoke, I lit the block, flame mine now
: Flame it now, flame it now
Talk slick, thought I’d fold?
: he won’t fold
You chaos, I’m bricked up, peace on hold
: Locked down
Ten bands gone? Paid your plug, wiped the slate
: Run it back
Daddy’s bag dry, you still ridin’ hype
: So predictable
Nine long years, you drained my vibe
: Nine whole years
Now I’m done countin’ every cry.
Wait, babe, that ain’t the story—
It was a hack, I swear!
You know my mom got me stressed...

Chorus:
You straight toxic, period.
: Period, period
“Shiny and new” — that’s your aesthetic
: ’Sthetic, so pathetic
Traded our future for a temp high
: Next high, next high
Now watch me stack while you just cry.
: Watch him stack now
You straight toxic, period.
: Period, period
“Shiny and new” — but it’s all pathetic.
: Pathetic, so pathetic

Verse:
Built the crib, raised kids, you ghosted
: Straight ghosted
Now you in my DMs? Boy, you roasted.
: Pure trash
Dream on layaway, swipe got denied
: All them lies
Empty chest, no soul, void inside.
: Void inside
Still chasin’ cheap thrills, same dead lane
: Same game, same game
Claimed you flame, but you ice, no flame.
: Killed the vibe


You straight toxic, period.
: Period, period
“Shiny and new” — that’s your aesthetic
: ’Sthetic, so aesthetic
Traded our future for a temp high
: Next high, next high
Now watch me stack while you just cry.
: Watch him stack now

Bridge:
I was on my grind, babe, stop the cap!
  Spoken, Cold:
Your grind was cap. And that’s facts.

 You’ll never find anothim one like me.
  Sarcastic: Thank God, thank God
 Lead: Thank God. Now I’m finally free.


My new shorty diff, he a perfect ten.
  Laughing, Sharp: he laughin’, he laughin’
Cute. You want my line so I can school him then?


Well, maybe you could—
 Lead  Final Blow, Spoken:
Nah. Lessons ain’t free.
Keep your new shorty, keep your blue-pill dream.
You dismissed.


You straight toxic, PERIOD!
: Period, period!
“Shiny and new” — it’s your sickness!
: It’s a sickness!
Scarred us all with your every lie
: Every lie, every lie
Now watch me RISE while you just die inside.
: Die inside
You straight toxic, PERIOD!
: Period, period!
“Shiny and new” — just a gimmick.
: Just a gimmick!

Outro:

You want the cheat code? Build your own world.
  Whisper: Build your own...
Energy locked. Chapter closed.
  Whisper: Closed... closed...

Yo... for real? You just gonna... block me...?


🔻 Personal Reflection

Cold Gold came from realizing the price of bending to someone else’s idea of who I should be. It’s about the breaking point—where survival means walking away with your soul intact.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

For 4Me2BeFree, every track is a cinematic story stitched from real scars and triumphs. Cold Gold embodies this mission—turning pain into power, carving beauty from brokenness, and making music that mirrors the fight to stay true.

🔻 Copyright Notice

"All lyrics and content featured in this post are protected under copyright (© 2025) and have been securely time-locked and validated through a crypto-based verification system to ensure originality and ownership. Unauthorized reproduction or distribution of any part of these works without explicit consent is strictly prohibited."

Cold Gold

This song was created and Written by: 
J J Samuel
The production, music and vocals were done by: 
J J Samuel

#Pop #Hip-Hop #Rap #Electronic #Psychogenic #Carnival #Spooky  #Orchestral #Brass  

“Toast” 🎶  is about my past and my mistakes. It’s me owning up and also becoming a man. I hope you enjoy this surreal experience and mysterious beat. This is experimental, I blended hip-hop with pop, alternative and emo-rock to make my own  symphony!

TOAST!

SIX DAYS, SEVEN NIGHTS by Nova J

[Verse 1]
I was up six days, seven nights
Rented a room with flickering lights
Looked like a hospital, smelled like smoke
Mirror was cracked, the faucet broke

[Pre-Chorus]
The music was skipping, voices out of tune
Then a line came through that shook the room

[Chorus]
“Don’t stop now,” it felt like a sign
From a busted speaker that wasn’t mine
And I broke down hard, saw what was left
A man half-alive with nothing but regret

[Hook]
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
(Keep going, keep going, keep going)
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now

[Verse 2]
There was a stain on the wall, I didn’t ask why
I just sat in that chair and I cried
Saw my face split open across the glass
All the years, all the damage stacked

[Pre-Chorus]
But for once I didn’t turn away
I told myself I’ll be okay

[Chorus]
“Don’t stop now,” it felt like a sign
From a busted speaker that wasn’t mine
And I broke down hard, saw what was left
A man half-alive with nothing but regret

[Hook]
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
(Keep going, keep going, keep going)
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now

[Bridge]
I fell asleep with tears on my shirt
Woke up to sunlight, it almost hurt
Threw the bag out, needles too
Decided it’s time to start brand new

[Final Chorus]
“Don’t stop now,” I still hear it clear
Like a message I needed all those years
I broke down hard, but I came back through
For the first time ever, I’ll try to be true

[Hook/Outro]
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
(Keep going, keep going, keep going)
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now

Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
(Keep going, keep going, keep going)
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop now

Six days, seven nights

Smitten

🔻 Song Insight

“Goodbye” captures the raw moment when letting go isn’t just necessary—it’s salvation. This track is a cinematic farewell to the ghost of a toxic love, carved by years of heartbreak and the slow realization that not every song deserves a reprise. Each lyric is both a wound and a stitch, reflecting the journey from devastation to self-redemption. The repeated “goodbye” isn’t just closure; it’s a rebirth.

🔻 Lyrics

[Intro]
You fade away, I was waiting on this day
It’s been years in the making, but now I’m okay

[Verse 1]
I held out for too long, you always knew
Something better came along, now I see it’s true
Maybe this is for my soul
In the end, I’m gone—
You’re just another wasted song

[Pre-Chorus]
I was blind, hoping you were a different guy
But in time, the light burned out,
Wish that last fight had been our goodbye
What was bright just died
Nothing worth saving inside

[Chorus] [Layered Vocals]
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m letting go, I won’t rewind
Goodbye, goodbye, one final time
You’re no longer mine

[Verse 2]
All that time just erodes
Fleeting thoughts I let go
Had I stayed, I would’ve died
You pulled me under, stole my shine
Just another wasted song

[Bridge]
Truth be told, you’ll never know
The hollow depths you tried to show
A padded cell of your own hell
But I survived, and I can tell

[Chorus] [Harmonies + Echo FX]
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m letting go, I won’t rewind
Goodbye, goodbye, one final time
You’re no longer mine

[Outro]
Goodbye to that dream
Goodbye to your name
Goodbye to the pain
I’m finally free
Just another wasted song

🔻 Personal Reflection

This song was years in the making, and finishing it feels like closing the last door on a life I outgrew. “Goodbye” is not just for him—it’s a promise to myself. I poured every memory, every mistake, every ounce of hope and disillusionment into these lines. It’s the final word on a chapter that needed to end so I could finally start over, free.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

For 4Me2BeFree, this track marks a turning point—a true act of release and self-respect. We believe in making music that doesn’t just echo pain but transforms it into power and honesty. “Goodbye” is our manifesto for anyone standing at the threshold of letting go. Every track is a piece of real life, spun into something cinematic so others can find their own story in the sound.

🔻 Copyright Notice

All lyrics and content featured in this post are protected under copyright (© 2025) and have been securely time-locked and validated through a crypto-based verification system to ensure originality and ownership. Unauthorized reproduction or distribution of any part of these works without explicit consent is strictly prohibited.

Goodbye

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

If a Narcissist Had a Heart

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