We Were

Proof of Concept (Final Form Mix)

Chelsea

This song was written and created by : 
J J Samuel
The production, music and vocals created by: J J Samuel 
#Pop #PopRock #Resilience #Rebellious #Parenting  #Dark #introspective #Raw #Emotional #Struggles #Gritty #Tenderlove

Lyrics, 

[Intro]
Oh, little rebels… dinnertime’s a spell…
We sit round the table, you’re playing with your food…
Peas on the floor, you weave through my mind…
[Verse 1]
Rebels, rebels, rebels, you’re breaking every rule,
Flicking peas like secrets, your stare’s a velvet dare.
No veggies, no yogurt, you’re dancing ‘round my plans,
I’m pleading, “eat your greens,” but you’re a rebel’s flare.
How many times do I repeat myself, oh please?
I’m tangled in your chaos, a fever I can’t seize.
[Pre-Chorus]
Crayons on the sofa, toys lost in the bin,
Juice spilled on the floor, spaghetti on the ceiling.
Piggy in the middle, you’re teasing at my soul,
Your laugh’s a sultry whisper, it’s tearing my control.
[Chorus]
Rebels, rebels, re-eh-eh-bels, YEAH!
You’re not really bad, my wi-i-ild hearts!
Spaghetti on the ceiling, juice in my hair,
I’m still gonna love you regardless, I swear!
You pull down our walls, tear the wallpaper off,
My little rebels, you’re my glo-o-ow in the dark!
[Verse 2]
We sit round the table, you’re crafting forts with mash,
Refusing to eat your veg, yogurt’s a fleeting flash.
I’m whispering, “please, try,” but your grin’s a wicked spark,
Your chaos is my siren, my beacon in the dark.
I’d have it no other way, though shadows haunt my mind,
You’re my little rebels, my heart’s forever entwined.
[Pre-Chorus]
Crayons on the sofa, toys lost in the bin,
Juice spilled on the floor, spaghetti on the ceiling.
Piggy in the middle, you’re pulling at my flame,
Your spark’s my sultry savior, it sets my soul aflame.
[Chorus]
Rebels, rebels, re-eh-eh-bels, YEAH!
You’re not really bad, my wi-i-ild hearts!
Spaghetti on the ceiling, juice in my hair,
I’m still gonna love you regardless, I swear!
You pull down our walls, tear the wallpaper off,
My little rebels, you’re my glo-o-ow in the dark!
[Bridge]
You say NO, NO, NO!
I say PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!
Just kids behaving badly, you’re carving through my core,
But I’m swaying in the chaos, I love you even more!
You’re not bad, you’re bold, my dinnertime fla-a-ame,
My rebels, my fire, you’ve rewritten my na-a-ame!
[Final Chorus]
Rebels, rebels, re-eh-eh-bels, YEAH!
You’re not really bad, my wi-i-ild hearts!
Spaghetti on the ceiling, juice in my hair,
I’m still gonna love you regardless, I swear!
You pull down our walls, tear the wallpaper off,
My little rebels, you’re my glo-o-ow in the dark!
[Outro]
Oh, little rebels… peas all on the floor…
Spaghetti on the ceiling… I love you even more…
My rebels… yeah, yeah, yeah…

LittleRebels

Reggae

Top of the list, I didn't know there was a list, maybe theres also a queue? 
Late night confessions. 

On The List

[Verse 1]
Oh, I didn’t know there was a list
Ohhh Thought it was just me and you
Guess I missed the memo
But am I really wrong though?

Saw all the lights, answered your call
Still standing here while you talk about lists
Girl, what do you mean, a list?
Is there a queue too?
Let me know, I’ll bring my number
But since there’s a list
Tell me what’s it take to be top spot?

[Pre-Chorus]
Next thing I’m almost there
Then you say I’m not your type
Oohhh, girl which one is it?
No need to play hard to get
I see the game
That’s always move one
But giving up? Nah, you know that’s not me

[Chorus]
How can I chill when you are this pretty
Those eyes, those lips, ohhhh, not being lustful but oohhhh
You can raise the bar
Add requirements, move the finish line
I’ll pass every test
Every time
Not trying to be defiant but am just stating facts

[Verse 2]
So, come on, what’s it gonna be?
Are we just running in circles?
Ohh, I can’t chill
I won’t chill
Gotta be top of your list
Ohhh, yeah, you know I will

[Outro]
I didn’t know there’s a list
I guess there’s also a queue
But I can’t chill, I won’t chill
Ohhh, that’s not me
So what’s next?

Number 1

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Sneaky Teaser

Cunning Culprit

something on the inside 
breaking everything 
something's going wrong 
wait till you can see

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Soul brother (new edit 1)

Verse 1

So tell me, tell me the truth,
Are you my curse or my proof?
Heaven or hell — I can’t tell where you fell,
But you’ve got me under your spell.

Verse 2

Your touch is fire, but it leaves me cold,
A silver lie wrapped in bands of gold.
I pray for light, but you blur the line,
Between the wicked and the divine.

Chorus 

I’m justified to love, are you an angel from above,
Or a demon from hell, it doesn’t feel so well.
So tell me, tell me the truth,
I must know now, so I still can love you.
So tell me, tell me the truth.

Verse 3

You lift me high, then you let me fall,
Halo or horns when you make that call.
I chase your shadow and lose my way,
But I still return when you say my name.

Bridge

Am I falling, or am I saved?
Am I a sinner, or just enslaved?
Your love’s a riddle I can’t unwind,
Are you darkness, or divine?

Final Chorus 

I’m justified to love, are you an angel from above,
Or a demon from hell, it doesn’t feel so well.
So tell me, tell me the truth,
I must know now, so I still can love you.
So tell me, tell me the truth.

Outro

So tell me, tell me the truth,
Are you my curse or my proof?

Plum

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