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Lost in the High

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[Intro]
This is for the ones who bleed in silence.
The ones who scream but no one hears.
The forgotten. The broken. The lost.

[Verse] 
I see the shadows where you hide your scars
Counting every reason you won’t make it far
You think you’re invisible, a ghost in the crowd
A silent disaster that no one talks about
But I know your name, I can feel your fight
You’re still breathing fire even late at night
And though your hands shake with the weight of the cost
You’re not forgotten, you are not lost

[Chorus]
This is my letter to the lost — I won’t let you fade
I’ll scream your worth through the barricade
You are not the silence, not the curse you’ve borne
You’re a soul still burning in the endless storm
So hear me now, through the blood and the frost
You are not broken — you are not lost!

[Verse 2]
I know the poison that runs through your veins
The voices that whisper you’ll never change
I know the nights when the blade feels close
When the pain you carry hurts the most
But listen — the grave is not your home
And you don’t have to walk this path alone
Even in ashes, embers glow
Even in darkness, the light still grows

[Pre-Chorus]
Every scar you wear is a war you’ve survived
Proof that you’re still here, proof you’re alive

[Chorus]
This is my letter to the lost — I won’t let you fade
I’ll scream your worth through the barricade
You are not the silence, not the curse you’ve borne
You’re a soul still burning in the endless storm
So hear me now, through the blood and the frost
You are not broken — you are not lost!

[Bridge]
If no one ever told you… hear it now…
You are loved when you can’t believe it
You are held when you can’t feel it
You are worth more than the lies you’ve been sold
Your story’s not done — it’s still being told!
YOU. ARE. NOT. LOST.

[Breakdown]
RISE UP — YOUR NAME IS WRITTEN IN FIRE
STAND TALL — YOUR LIFE IS MORE THAN DESIRE
(We won’t give in, we won’t let go!)
YOU ARE SEEN, YOU ARE KNOWN!

[Final Chorus]
This is my letter to the lost — I won’t let you fade
I’ll scream your worth through the barricade
You are not the silence, not the curse you’ve borne
You’re a soul still burning in the endless storm
So hear me now, through the blood and the frost
You are not broken — you are not lost!

[Outro]
This is for you… the ones who bleed in silence…
You are not forgotten… you are not lost…

Letter to the Lost

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BLACK TIE

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I’m lost in the waves, feelin purple in my veins
Ocean look like lavender, I’m drownin in my brain
All these people talkin down, they don’t know the pain
Tryna act wise, but they never felt the rain

Used to sit in class, thinkin this can’t be my life
Teachers talk about success but never look me in the eyes
I just wanted peace, maybe a beat and a mic
Now I’m dreamin 'bout a mansion under all these city lights

They said I’d never make it, now I’m laughin in the dark
With a alt girl in the driver seat, yeah she got my heart
I don’t trust too many people, that’s a fatal flaw
Every friend I ever had turned fake when I took off

[Hook]
I don’t care no more, I been feelin’ low
I been on my own, I don’t need your hope
Life too short, yeah, I know how it goes
If I die young, just play my songs at the show

[Verse 2]
They was sleepin on me, now they poppin all them pills
Say they love my style, but they never keep it real
Talkin bout advice, like they know how I feel
Couple years older, but they still don’t got the will

I been livin free, no rules, no chains
All these fake smiles got me feelin so drained
They be chasin clout, I be chasin pain
I could lose it all and I’d do it all again

No God on the line, but I pray sometimes
Just to feel like somebody hear my mind
I been starin’ at the sky like, “Give me a sign”
But I know deep down that I’m wastin’ time

[Hook]
I don’t care no more, I been feelin’ low
I been on my own, I don’t need your hope
Life too short, yeah, I know how it goes
If I die young, just play my songs at the show

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, lavender skies
Yeah, yeah, look in my eyes
Yeah, yeah, feelin’ so numb

down in florida

Dark political gospel channeling Orwellian dread through contemporary RB and neo-soul. A haunting meditation on power, propaganda, and modern exploitation, where Squealer's lies multiply through pocket screens and Boxer's ghost haunts the gig economy. From whispered conspiracy to thunderous condemnation, this track traces the line from Animal Farm's barn to today's Amazon warehouses—where we've become unable to tell democracy from auction, new boss from old boss.

ANIMAL FARM ( Lyrics )

The commandments were painted fresh
On the barn wall that first morning
White letters drip wet in dawn light
All animals are equal
Fresh starts, clean slates
Until you notice the ladder
Leaning against tomorrow's lies

By evening, Squealer stood
Beneath the same wall
Explaining why milk
Disappeared into the farmhouse
Why apples rotted
In pigs' bellies while horses
Worked double shifts on empty stomachs

He could sell water to drowning men
And make them thank him
His voice, smooth as butter
Turned equal into necessary
Theft into supervision
Hunger into sacrifice

The animals nodded, bodies
Betraying what minds couldn't grasp
Stomachs growling dissent
Like children crying for mothers
Who will never come

Napoleon's teeth gleamed
While Snowball's exile order
Dripped ink on the desk
Two pigs, one throne
Revolution eating its children
Before they learned to walk
Each betrayal sharp as glass
Cutting through brotherhood's myth

In pocket screens
Squealer multiplies
Ten thousand voices explaining
Why billionaires need tax cuts
Why surveillance protects freedom
Why your job disappearing
Means progress

Pay attention to small lies
They lead to larger darkness
Watch Boxer at the quarry
Haunches tremble under weight
Repeating I will work harder
As his spine curves
Toward claiming earth

Hard work, another word
For slowly killing yourself
For someone else's dream
This is Tuesday at Amazon
Wednesday at The Warehouse
Thursday's gig economy
Where your car becomes office
Debt becomes motivation
Body becomes currency
Traded for permission to exist
Each day carved from flesh

Some animals are more equal than others
Paint still wet
When they changed the commandment
Morning said one thing
Nightfall, another
No one remembered original words
Except the feeling something
Was stolen while they slept
Memory bleeding black
Into forgetfulness

Election night, two thousand twenty-four
The candidate promising change
Shakes hands with lobbyists
In rooms without cameras
News anchors explain
Why handshakes mean progress
Why healthcare disappearing
Means freedom expanding
While we sit believing television
Like children believing Santa

Animals press weary faces
Against farmhouse windows
Speckled in shit
Unable to tell pig from man
We press our faces
Against blue screens
Unable to tell
Democracy from auction
Representation from performance
New boss from old boss

In hairy darkness beyond the barn
Something moves
Heavy hooves on gravel
Breathing that refuses to break
Boxer's eyes gleam, In shadow
Boxer's eyes gleam, In shadow
Boxer's eyes gleam, Boxer's eyes gleam
Boxer's eyes gleam, In shadow

Animal Farm

TRACK 13_ “NO FUNERAL”

IF YOU'RE GONE

Bigoly – You cant imagine how tired i am

This song is not a rant — it’s a conversation I never got to finish.
It begins with silence, wind, and words I wish someone would just listen to.
Don’t talk to me. Don’t bring up any topic. Just sit here and feel what I feel.
It’s about love that once lived in tribes, family, and community — before it became contracts, roles, and labels.
It’s about a world that judges who you love but ignores who’s hungry.
It’s about sex turned into worship, and faith used to hide fear.
I said it all — even when it hurts.
And when the words are done, I let the beat speak for me.
Back to dancing, back to surviving.

A fusion of Afrohouse, Spoken Word, and Conscious Music — honest, spiritual, and raw.

🎵 Produced and mixed by Bigoly Production

#BigOly #Afrohouse #SpokenWord #ConsciousMusic #TruthInSound #DontTalkToMe #AfroFusion #NigerianMusic #DeepHouse #DanceWithMeaning

TRACK 13_ “NO FUNERAL”

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