Sleep on the ceiling

I Walk the Line

🔻 SONG INSIGHT
“This Is Me” is a thunderclap of unapologetic self-love and stage-commanding energy. It’s not just a performance — it’s a coronation. This track doesn’t beg for your approval; it struts past your doubt in heels made of stardust and sweat. Every lyric is a spotlight confession, every beat a pulse of truth. It captures what it feels like to own your power after someone tried to shrink you, twist you, or make you question your shine.

From cosmic flexes to poetic burns, the track walks the line between humor and raw defiance — a celebration of survival, reinvention, and queer brilliance. It’s for anyone who’s ever been underestimated… and came back with a mic drop.

🔻 LYRICS
[Verse 1]
You said you needed time
I was waiting around for hours
You said you had to find yourself
I didn’t even know you were missing

[Pre-Chorus]
You lost your way — and that’s okay
Somehow...
You still found...
Me

[Chorus]
This is who I am, and that’s the best
A flawless man... some cosmic shit
While you're stuck in second place
I’m moonwalking through outer space
So don’t you cry when you miss me
Even my flaws
Look good on this

[Verse 2]
You tried to dim what’s inside
Baby, I’m the northern lights
I gave you time, I gave you grace
And still I won the human race

[Pre-Chorus 2]
You keep slipping, I just glide
Every mirror’s on my side

[Chorus]
This is who I am, and that’s a gift
A perfect storm that always lifts
You play the game, I changed the rules
I broke the mold and made it cool
So go ahead, embrace your myth
Even my flaws
Look good on this

[Bridge]
I’m not just a man
I’m a message
If loving myself is wrong
Then I’ll write a song
About how right I am

[Final Chorus – Modulated]
This is who I am, and that’s a gift
Ego-sculpted, heaven-kissed
You chase the dream, I am the dream
Your greatest thought, your silent scream
So write it down, tattoo your wrist
Even my flaws
Look good on this

[Outro]
You’re welcome

🔻 PERSONAL REFLECTION
I didn’t always believe I could say things like this — out loud. For years, I gave my light away in tiny pieces, hoping someone else would tell me I was enough. But no one can crown you if you don’t show up like royalty first.

"This Is Me" came from the rubble of that realization. It’s camp, it’s glitter, it’s truth with fangs. It’s the voice I wish I had when I was younger — the one that didn’t apologize for being too much. This song is a mirror I built for myself. And when I looked into it, I finally saw someone worth fighting for.

So yeah — this is me. And that’s the gift.

🔻 4ME2BEFREE
At 4Me2BeFree, every song is a cinematic confession. We don’t write to entertain — we write to transform. Whether it’s heartbreak or power, loss or glittering defiance, we chase the truth until it sings.

"This Is Me" isn’t just a track. It’s a stage. A pulse. A reclamation. And most importantly, it’s yours too — if you’ve ever had to fight to be seen.

🔻 COPYRIGHT NOTICE
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This is Me

A country-soul anthem about trading whiskey for the rush of real love. “Don't Need Bourbon” is a story of second chances and finding the only high you’ll ever need in the arms of someone true. From smoky regret to that first unforgettable taste of devotion—this song raises a glass to the kind of love you can’t put down. For fans of heartfelt storytelling and classic modern country vibes.



Don't Need Bourbon

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Forgive 
Is 
To Live 
And let live. 
The understanding 
And transparency 
With the  
Soul’s inerrancy. 
The ego’s discrepancy. 
As the universe 
Grants clemency. 
The grace 
Of dualities. 
Coherency 
While my clarity 
Looks at 
Relational 
Disparity. 
An act  
Of insincerity. 
The tendency 
Toward 
Popularity 
Becoming the route 
Of jealousy’s 
Psychotherapy. 

The understanding 
Of this hegemony 
Becomes extraordinary 
Freedom of  
The toxic parodies 
Ascendancy. 
The sick and  
Tortured mind 
Groping in darkness 
No more. 
The lesson learned 
The lessons to be 
A will with lessons 
Of freedom to see. 

This bondage  
Of self 
As separation 
Is being dealt. 
From a therapist 
Or a parent 
Where love is not 
Honestly being felt 
Or 
Transparent. 
The key to 
This conundrum 
Separation 
One from 
Done from 
Affront from 
Look to 
It’s opposite. 
Acceptance 
And love from 
Not to 
Judge from. 
The agony of me 
Is the toll  
Of the false 
Perception. 
I see 
Being laid down 
In front of me. 

The understanding 
Of this hegemony 
Becomes extraordinary 
Freedom of  
The toxic parodies 
Ascendancy. 
The sick and  
Tortured mind 
Groping in darkness 
No more. 
The lesson learned 
The lessons to be 
A will with lessons 
Of freedom to see. 

Forgive, and you 
Will see differently. 
This path to  
Nonduality. 
Becomes a reality. 
Grasping at 
The illusions 
Of  
money 
Property 
And prestige. 
Will not 
Control the liege. 
Freedom 
Of choice 
And joy 
To fulfill 
Not  
The projection 
Of separation 
And guilt. 
I will forgive 
And this will 
Disappear 
The removal 
Of pain 
And fear.

Clemency

Work was weighing on their relationship so they were Waiting on the Night

Waiting for the Night

Standing 8

Some say the world is built on rules

In Between

I learned to make a fist from my older brother at five,
and trust me, that skill’s kept me alive more times than I can count.
He showed me how to square up before I knew how to spell my name.
We didn’t have bedtime stories—we had bruises and broken lamps.
Mama prayed, Daddy drank, and we ducked when the shouting started.
I wore my first scar like a badge and never asked for a refund.
By seven, I knew how to take a hit and how to hide the tears.
By ten, I stopped hiding anything at all.
I’m a fighter, always have been, even when I didn’t want to be.
This skin’s beyond thin—it’s paper stretched over dynamite.
One twist, one wrong word, and I’m back in the ring.
It’s not about winning—it’s about not backing down.
I’ve thrown punches in parking lots and whispered apologies in hospital rooms.
I’ve fought for love, for pride, for silence, for nothing.
Sometimes I fight just to feel something that isn’t shame.
Sometimes I fight because it’s the only thing I trust to stay.
I’ve been hit by friends, by strangers, by truths I wasn’t ready for.
I’ve lost teeth, lost time, lost the thread of who I was supposed to be.
I’ve seen the look in her eyes when she realized I wasn’t safe to love.
I’ve walked out of rooms I should’ve stayed in and stayed in fights I should’ve walked from.
I’ve buried the best parts of me under layers of defense.
I’ve told myself I’m fine while bleeding through my shirt.
I’ve made peace with the fact that peace never made time for me.
I’ve stared down mirrors and dared them to blink first.
I don’t romanticize the damage—I just carry it.
I don’t ask for forgiveness—I just keep moving.
I don’t know what healing looks like, but I know what survival costs.
I don’t cry anymore, but I still flinch when someone says “safe.”
I’m the kind of man who’d die from a blow he didn’t see coming.
Not because he’s weak, but because he’s always looking the other way.
I’ve got stories stitched into my knuckles and regrets tattooed on my ribs.
I’ve got a heart that punches back and a mind that won’t stay quiet.
I’ve got a past that won’t let go and a future I don’t trust.
I’ve got one truth left: I fight.
Not for glory. Not for fame.
Just because that’s what got me down the line.
That’s just me.
No anthem. No apology.
Just a man who learned to swing
and never stopped.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me

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That’s Just Me Rusty Marshall Band

Just Another Place


Just a little truth
Just a little reason
Just a little lie
That sent me to prison

Just a little heart
Just a little soul
Just a human being
That I didn't know

Just another time
Just another place
I thought you were my friend
But now I see your face

Just Another Place

Kirby Howarth is a talented singer-songwriter hailing from the picturesque city of York in the United Kingdom. With a captivating blend of folk, indie, and blues influences, Kirby's music weaves together heartfelt storytelling, soulful melodies, and raw emotions.

Drawing inspiration from personal experiences and the world around him, Kirby creates songs that resonate deeply with listeners. His lyrics are poignant and introspective, offering a glimpse into the human condition and the complexities of life. Accompanied by his soul-stirring acoustic guitar, Kirby's warm and emotive voice carries his melodies with a graceful authenticity that leaves a lasting impression.

Kirby's talent has garnered recognition beyond the local scene, with his music being featured on esteemed platforms such as BBC Radio 2 and BBC Radio 6, as well as receiving widespread airplay on various local radio stations. His performances are characterised by an intimate and genuine connection with the audience, where each song becomes a shared experience that touches hearts and lingers in the memory.

“Acoustic laid back new wave punk indie folk with a sprinkle of deep meaningful day to day observations on how the world goes round and round and round and sometimes I actually notice this happening and decide it’s worthy enough to write a song about.”
- Kirby Howarth

"In the years I’ve been tracking the progress of York singer songwriter Kirby Howarth it’s been fascinating to hear him refining his approach and zeroing in on the sound he’s been hearing inside his head all these years.
As a result, his songs grow ever more focussed and appealing"
- Tom Robinson, BBC Radio 6

" A strong collection of songs, well written and delivered. The vocal styling is distinctive and appealing - you connect emotionally with the listener."
- Tom Robinson, BBC Radio 6

" That's another fantastic song everyone's a gem from you, you write really really nice songs Kirby."
- Alan Raw, BBC Radio Leeds Introducing