🔻 Song Insight:
“This Is All I Can Be” is a confessional love song for the emotionally honest — the ones who know they can’t offer everything, but still show up with all they have. Wrapped in the raw grit of a late '80s hair band ballad, this track bleeds devotion and self-awareness. It’s not about grand gestures or fairy tale endings — it’s about standing in front of someone, stripped of ego and pretense, and saying, “This is who I am. I hope it’s enough.”

The lyrics tread the terrain between fierce loyalty and gentle imperfection — a landscape where not being able to "move mountains or seas" doesn’t negate love. It captures the unglamorous but deeply human version of showing up: tired, maybe a little broken, but unwavering.

[Verse 1]  
To hold you, make you safe,  
My arms mark your name.  
A place, no need to explain—  
I want to make you a home,  
Away alone on our own.

[Verse 2]  
I want to be the time you need,  
To be who you are, to breathe.  
Tear down walls, your guard,  
Feel me say with every beat—  
This was hard, but you're okay.

[Chorus]  
Let this go, life’s not on repeat.  
Skip the pain, feel love’s embrace.  
The things I wish for you to see,  
But it’s just me—this is all I can be.

[Verse 3]  
Take you away from this place,  
From memories of past mistakes.  
You and I, nowhere to go—  
We hold each other close,

[Verse 4]  
I wish I could light up your soul,  
Show the world your amazing glow.  
Embrace something new and unknown.  
Start this chapter with open arms—

[Pre-Bridge]  
But I’ll stand with you when you’re sore.  
Be there to lean on when you need a little more.

[Bridge]  
I can’t move mountains or seas—  
It’s just me, all that I can be.  
I can’t buy you a castle or a car.

[Chorus – Reprise]  
But imagine how far we could get.  
With you and me, together we’re strong.  
To know you’re not alone, to have hope—  
To grow, take the paths less known.

[Outro]  
It’s just me—that’s what I have.  
It’s just me, babe. That’s all I am.  
If it’s tomorrow, if it’s today—  
I’m here in whatever way.




This is all I can be

🔻 This Is Not A Bath House
by 4Me2BeFree

🔻 Song Insight
At the intersection of club chaos and hotel policy violation, “This Is Not A Bath House” is a blistering queer satire masquerading as a dance-floor anthem. With bold verses, glitchy FX, and a cast of eccentric characters causing mayhem in a Marriott lobby, the song holds a disco ball up to the absurdity of repression, judgment, and the uncontainable joy of queer expression.

But beneath the confetti-covered mess and towel-clad twinks, there’s a deeper commentary on the need for safe spaces, chosen family, and the unapologetic act of taking up space. It’s a rebellion set to a remix — a tongue-in-cheek riot that refuses to be quiet.

Infused with camp, courage, and comedy, this song isn’t just about a wild night — it’s about belonging in the places that tell you you don’t.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]  
[spoken]  
Excuse me—sir, this is a Marriott… not a bathhouse

[Verse 1]  
It’s just a Tuesday, but the lobby’s packed  
Room keys flashin’ like a Vegas hack  
Checked in for sleep? That’s cute, sweet pea  
But room 512’s got a lube station—err-kay

[Pre-Chorus]  
*moan* down the hallway  
Someone brought a DJ?  
I came for rest and a fruit parfait  
Now it’s Mrs. Prada doing the valet

[Chorus]  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Why’s there glitter in the ice machine?  
Who brought lube to the business lounge?  
Someone left heels in the limousine!  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Not a circuit party on the 17th floor  
If you’re gonna get freaky, “invite me in” or shut the door—  
And tip the maid wiping lube off the headboard

[Verse 2]  
Room spray masking cologne and shame  
Boys in towels actin’ like it’s a game  
Group text says “suite 911”  
That’s not a code, that’s just how gays have fun

[Pre-Chorus]  
Champagne in the ice bin  
Daddies in the fitness gym  
“Is this your robe?” “No babe, it’s his.”  
How did I end up on this guest list?

[Interlude]  
Female Voice: Jim, you said this was your work party!  
Male Voice: Uh… I mixed up the invites!  
Female Voice: What?!

[Chorus]  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Why’s there steam comin’ out the vent?  
Somebody booked a honeymoon suite  
With seven men and no intent!  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Not a poppers convention with late checkout  
I just wanted cable and a side of sleep—  
Now it’s “Eyes Wide Shut” without the clout

[Bridge]   
We said “keep it low-key”  
But gays don’t do low…  
Not even the lights are straight in here

[Rap Break]  
Grindr glitchin’—whole hotel shakin’  
Bubble-butt prime, my knees ain’t fakin’  
Grade-A cheeks in a towel unfoldin’  
Unlocked pics got this hallway golden  
Little Jimmy lurkin’—floatin’ past  
Claims he’s hung? Let’s put that to the test  
Door swings open—he’s wearin’ a grin  
I’m like: dismount me proper, then check me in

[Final Chorus]  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
But the gays—yeah, we make it our own  
From the rooftop bar to the ice machine—  
Every room’s a glitter zone!  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
But tell that to the guy in the jockstrap thong  
If housekeeping knocks, don’t answer…  
[spoken] Unless he’s cute

[Outro Skit]  
Front Desk: I hope all of “these gays” know they’re not getting their deposits back  
Queen 1: Ew, honey, we’re not into that kind of kink, mm-kay?  
Queen 2: Speak for yourself—where do we pick that up?  
Front Desk: What? This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Queens (together): Well… it *was* last night!  





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This Is Not A Bath House

STUCK IN MY HEAD by NOVA J

[Vers 1]
I didn’t know I’d be on a plane
When I woke up today
Don’t wanna go, wanna see you again
I wish you’d asked me to stay

But you told me to go
For reasons only you know
Now I’m flying solo
(Flying solo…)

[Pre Chorus]
And my flight is running late
Rain is falling at the gate
I thought you were my soulmate 

[Chorus]
And I keep replaying what you said
When we were laying in your bed
And now you’re stuck in my head
Stuck in my head 

[Hook]
(Stuck in my head)
Why’d you move on
(Stuck in my head)
like we never met?
(Stuck in my head)
And now you’re stuck
(Stuck in my head)
Stuck in my head 

[Instrumental]

[Vers 2]
You said I’m married to my career
And you feel like a mistress 
But you’re the one who disappeared
And now you’re keeping secrets 

What’s his name again?
You’re my best friend 
I don’t want us to end
(Not the end…)

[Pre Chorus]
And my hands begin to shake
Every drink’s a new mistake
I thought we had what it takes

[Chorus]
Because I keep replaying what you said
When you told me our love had to end
And you’re still stuck in my head
Stuck in my head 

[Hook]
(Stuck in my head)
Why’d you move on
(Stuck in my head)
like we never met?
(Stuck in my head)
And now you’re stuck
(Stuck in my head)
Stuck in my head 

[Instrumental]

[Bridge]
Now my flight is running late
Rain is falling at the gate
I thought you were my soulmate 
And my hands begin to shake
Every drink’s a new mistake
I thought we had what it takes

[Outro]
And now I keep replaying what you said
When we were laying in your bed
And you told me our love had to end
But you’re still stuck in my head
(Stuck in my head)
Why’d you move on
(Stuck in my head)
like we never met?
(Stuck in my head)
And now you’re stuck
(Stuck in my head)
Stuck in my head 
(Stuck in my head)
Why’d you move on
(Stuck in my head)
like we never met?
(Stuck in my head)
And now you’re stuck
(Stuck in my head)
Stuck in my head 
(Stuck in my head)
Why’d you move on
(Stuck in my head)
like we never met?
(Stuck in my head)
And now you’re stuck
(Stuck in my head)
Stuck in my head

Stuck in my head

“Rearview” is a bleak descent through blurred days and worn-out nights. Driven by numb routine and haunted reflections, it captures the quiet unraveling of a life stuck in motion. Nothing hopeful—just the sound of survival.

Wake at dawn, eyes sore and red,
Same blurred day runs through my head,
Cold coffee spills, bitter truth,
Dog leash tangled, echoes of you.

(Empty passenger seat beside me)
Exhaustion wears a ghostly face,
In rearview mirrors, no escape.

Driving circles, nowhere fast,
Life's on empty, fuel won't last,
Numbness crawls through veins and bones,
Existence feels like driving alone.

Silent wars inside my head,
Promises made, but left unsaid,
Years drown slowly, no relief,
Shadow whispers constant grief.

(Tired bones cracking beneath me)
Pain grips tighter, day by day,
Moments blur, no words to say.

Driving circles, nowhere fast,
Life's on empty, fuel won't last,
Numbness crawls through veins and bones,
Existence feels like driving alone.

Job's gone, they said I fell behind,
"Not enough," echoes in my mind,
Angel in fur, fought until last breath,
Empty rooms filled only with death.

Walking dogs beneath dying skies,
Uber lights blur weary eyes,
Days bleed into a faceless night,
Living's gone, just endless fight.

Rearview

🔻 Song Insight: Goodbye My Friend by 4Me2BeFree
Some goodbyes aren’t spoken—they’re felt in the silence, in the emptiness left behind.
Some friendships don’t end in distance, they end in destruction.

Goodbye My Friend is a song about betrayal, loss, and the weight of someone else’s darkness pulling you under. It’s about watching someone fall so deep into their own chaos that saving them would mean losing yourself. It’s about realizing that some battles aren’t yours to fight anymore.

The drums beat low. The shadows stretch long.
And sometimes, the only way to survive… is to let go.

Lyrics -
Verse 1
Tied me down, cut my throat,
Stole the voice I’ll never know.
Hope was taken, left in me,
A hollow core that can't break free.

Chorus
Walk without care, lies in your wake,
Nothing around will ever be safe.
Without a core, a guiding light,
No mercy, angels take flight.
Drums beaten low in a fire's glow,
Lambs fall silent, the shadows grow.
Your sickness takes hold,
And drags me down below.

Verse 2
Consuming what's within,
My soul begins to thin.
Eyes that pierce with absent light,
Breathing fear into the night.
An evil glance, I claw, I fight,
Held beneath your weight and might.

Bridge
Saving your soul, I have to let go,
I see you fall, black cloak and all.
You spiral and drown, deeper you go,
Down through the earth, to the place below.

Chorus
Walk without care, lies in your wake,
Nothing around will ever be safe.
Without a core, a guiding light,
No mercy, angels take flight.
Drums beaten low in a fire's glow,
Lambs fall silent, the shadows grow.
Your sickness takes hold,
And drags me down below.

Outro
Hopeless, I can no longer stall,
Goodbye, my friend,
Goodbye from us all.

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Goodbye, My Friend  v2

🔻 Song Insight
“Flipping Nickels” is a raw, cinematic reflection on grief, regret, and the quiet gamble we take with love and loss. At its core, this song isn’t about death in the physical sense—it’s about the spiritual erasure of someone who was once everything. Through haunted melodies and layered vocal textures, 4Me2BeFree walks the line between memory and finality, wrestling with the cost of connection and the inevitability of letting go.

Lyrically, the song unspools like an emotional autopsy: not just of a partner, but of a version of the self that died with them. From the opening lines mourning “the man who was mine” to the final refrain of “Flipping nickels,” there’s a recurring tension between choice and chance, as if healing were a coin toss away. The vocal hums—soft, pained, resigned—wrap around the verses like a ghost that won’t leave the room.

Each section is a step deeper into personal reckoning: the anger, the longing, the confrontation of truths once buried. But it doesn’t settle for sorrow. It finds its own strange power in survival. In knowing when to say goodbye, even if the goodbye was never given.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Ohhh
Mmm–Yeaaah
I shouldn't worry
I shouldn't cry
That man who was mine… yeah, he died
It’s not that simple
It’s not very kind
The way he left
The way he lied
He paid the price
That much is true
But in the end
What was left to prove

[Verse 1]
He had it easy
Some say he won
Lived a life
And had it all nice
A home, a family—
Streets paved in easy
But it came to end
On the back of a hazy evening

[Verse 2]
I used to be angry
I used to dream
I wanted what we had
I wanted to be free
I wanted life and laughter
But in the end
I just wanted to be loved
Something he couldn't give

[Chorus]
We used to fight
We used to yell
He saw a way
But it led to hell
He played the game
He thought he’d win
But in the end
He’s gone
And I begin

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah

[Bridge]
Fight for love, the forever after…
Or give in to the other side
But you have to pay in time
The rules are clear
He said “there’s no other way”
So he paid
He said goodnight
He said goodbye
He locked the door
After that...
It was him no more

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah

[Verse 3 – Harmony]
His smell still lingers in the air
I haven’t seen him in years
Maybe he’s passing through
Maybe stopped by
But the truth is…
He was never that guy

[Verse 4]
Maybe it’s his spirit
The one on the inside
I may never have an answer

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah

[Verse 5]
It’s not in this glass
Or the burn I chase
Not in the ice
Or his fall from grace
It’s not in silence
Or the lies I forgave
If this is fate…
Then damn this place

[Bridge]
When the toll comes
We don't want to dance alone
But if it's your soul they want
It’s better they have none

[Outro]
So I stay on my side
Flipping nickels
’Cause you never know
When it’s your time…
Your time to let go
Or their time to say goodbye

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah


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Flipping Nickels

Some truths are too heavy to hold, yet too sharp to let go. ‘I Really Don’t Know…’ is my quiet confession — love, life, and all the illusions in between. Just a voice, a guitar, and strings to carry the weight. For the moments you’ve felt both the warmth and the cold in the same breath.

I’ve seen love in candlelight,
burning slow through endless nights,
and I’ve watched it fade to ash
without a spark in sight.
I’ve worn my heart out on my sleeve,
and stitched it back with threads of grief.
If you care too much, they’ll walk away,
and if you hide, you’ll waste the day.

I’ve held love like a fragile flame,
and I’ve let it slip through my hands again.
It’s the illusion I still chase,
the ghost that wears a different face.
I really don’t know love
I really don’t know love at all.

I’ve walked through storms with head held high,
felt the weight beneath the sky,
and I’ve stumbled where the shadows grow,
still chasing where the wild things go.
Old friends turn into strangers’ eyes,
and sometimes truth just feels like lies.
You gain a step, you lose your way,
but you still keep moving anyway.

I’ve tasted life both sweet and cruel,
been the dreamer, been the fool.
It’s the illusion I still call
the greatest trick I’ve known at all.
I really don’t know life
I really don’t know life at all.

And maybe that’s the curse I bear,
to love too much, to always care.
To paint in colors far too bright,
until the canvas fades to white.
To give my all, to never stay,
to leave them laughing when I go away.

I’ve seen the highs, I’ve felt the fall,
been lifted up, been nothing at all.
From give and take, to win and lose,
I’ve worn the crown, I’ve worn the bruise.
And when the curtains finally call,
I’ll still admit, through it all
I really don’t know love…
I really don’t know life…
I really don’t know me at all.

I Really Don't Know...

Is there anyone out there_

Song Insight – The Cinderella Syndrome Project

A whimsical trio born from playful ideas that turned into full-blown productions. That’s Peculiar, You Being Alive, To Be Courted By Just You, and Your Chest, A Canvas Where Light Is Drawn (Kingdom Duet) are over-the-top in all the right ways — lush Disney-style arrangements, theatrical storytelling, and just enough oddball charm to make you grin. Part comedy, part cinematic spectacle, all crafted to sound good enough to play on repeat. Whether you’re dressing up, dressing down, or just need a soundtrack for your own fairytale moment, Cinderella Syndrome has you covered.



LOVED BY YOU - Cinderella Syndrome

Song Insight – The Cinderella Syndrome Project
A whimsical trio born from playful ideas that turned into full-blown productions. That’s Peculiar, You Being Alive, To Be Courted By Just You, and Your Chest, A Canvas Where Light Is Drawn (Kingdom Duet) are over-the-top in all the right ways — lush Disney-style arrangements, theatrical storytelling, and just enough oddball charm to make you grin. Part comedy, part cinematic spectacle, all crafted to sound good enough to play on repeat. Whether you’re dressing up, dressing down, or just need a soundtrack for your own fairytale moment, Cinderella Syndrome has you covered.

That's Peculiar You Being Alive - Cinderella Syndrome  (NSFW) (18+)

This Could Be Kingdom Duet - Cinderella Syndrome

"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.

This is all I can be

4Me2BeFree

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