You thought a fist could make me stay,
That fear could shape what I would say.
But I took the hit and kept my spine,
Now watch me rise, bitch got outta line.

You slammed the door, thought you were king,
But only cowards do that kind of thing.
Your strength was fake, all bark, no bite—
I packed my rage and lit the night.

**Chorus**
I got louder when you tried to hush,
Stood taller in the silent crush.
You broke the mirror, but not my mind—
You lost control when I declined.
You called me crazy, called me wild,
But I’m not your pet, not your child.
I walked away and that was fine—
Bitch got free, bitch got outta line.

You threw words like knives to skin,
But my fire burned too bright to dim.
You called it love, I saw the trap,
Danced through the ashes, never looked back.

**Chorus**
I got louder when you tried to hush,
Stood taller in the silent crush.
You broke the mirror, but not my mind—
You lost control when I declined.
You called me crazy, called me wild,
But I’m not your pet, not your child.
I walked away and that was fine—
Bitch got free, bitch got outta line.

**Bridge**
So here’s to every scream you feared,
To every bruise that disappeared.
I wear my scars like medals now—
You lost me when you showed me how.

**Final Chorus**
I got louder when you tried to hush,
Stood taller in the silent crush.
You broke the mirror, but not my mind—
You lost control when I declined.
You thought you'd win by breaking me—
But I was never yours to keep.
I walked through fire and crossed that line—
Bitch got brave, bitch got outta line.

**Outro**
So next time you raise that hand in pride,
Just know who ran and who survived.
I’m not the one who lost their spine—
You’re the bitch who got outta line.
Yeah you're the bitch, who got outta line
(few chords of outro music)


Out Of Line

Bitch Got Out Of Line

Lyrics below. 

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 #healing #music #lyrics #acoustic #bass #raw 


\[Verse 1]
You told me to smile, so I bit my tongue
Tried to be nice while the damage was done
You built the house, I lit the match
Now you’re crying about the smoke—ain’t that rich?

\[Prechorus]
I walked the line, I learned the script
But something sacred finally slipped
I spoke the truth, it cut like glass
And now you flinch when the mirror talks back

\[Chorus]
You can’t unhear it, can’t put it back
Can’t shrink me down to fit your act
I’m not your version, not your fix
I’m the crack that makes the light stick
I’m not sorry, I’m not small
And I won’t answer when you call
You can’t unhear it
You can’t unsee me now

\[Verse 2]
You played it cool, you played it loud
Always the center, always the crowd
But I was the bassline under your spin
Now I’m the silence you can’t stand to sit in

\[Prechorus]
I paid in shame, I paid in years
Till I cashed out and disappeared
But freedom’s messy, and so am I
And baby, I look good in goodbye

\[Chorus]
You can’t unhear it, can’t put it back
Can’t shrink me down to fit your act
I’m not your version, not your fix
I’m the crack that makes the light stick
I’m not sorry, I’m not small
And I won’t answer when you call
You can’t unhear it
You can’t unsee me now

\[Bridge]
Call it chaos, call it grace
Call it me reclaiming space
Call it loud, call it divine
But don’t you dare call it *mine*

\[Final Chorus]
You can’t unhear it, can’t twist the line
Can’t cage the howl and call it mine
I’m not your echo, not your shame
I’m the storm that sings your name
I’m not broken, I’m not tamed
And I won’t play your quiet game
You can’t unhear it
And you’ll never unsee me now

Out Of LIine

Can't Unhear It

Can't Unheart It

Lyrics below. 15-track EP "Out of Line" By Midlife Madness Now Available (almost)  Everywhere! 

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Featuring originals like "Break the Spell" and "Scream It Out Loud," this is music built for women who’ve lived a little, burned a lot, and still sing with fire.

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**Oops, He Did It Again**

\[Verse 1]
I saw the signs, ignored every one
He said “I’m sorry,” I said “we’re done”
But I came back—he had that face
Same old script, just a different place

\[Pre-Chorus]
He breaks, then begs, then buys me flowers
I cry, then clean, then count the hours

\[Chorus]
Oops, he did it again
Raised his voice, played pretend
Tore me down, then blamed the day
Swore it’d never go that way
Oh baby, baby—
Oops, I let him back in
Thought this time he might win
But he’s just spinning the same old spin
Oops, he did it again

\[Verse 2]
It’s not the punch—it’s the stare
The way he cuts with the coldest care
Gaslight smile, then he’ll deny
Say I’m “crazy,” then watch me cry

\[Pre-Chorus]
He breaks, then begs, then calls me “queen”
I shrink, then shine, then split unseen

\[Chorus]
Oops, he did it again
Played the victim, hit send
Told the world I made him snap
While I’m stuck under all this crap
Oh baby, baby—
Oops, I hoped for the end
But love don’t mean you pretend
To bleed for someone else’s sin
Oops, he did it again

\[Bridge]
This ain’t love, it’s a cage with charm
A velvet fist and a false alarm
But guess who’s done—guess who sees clear?
That mirror cracked, and now I’m here

\[Final Chorus]
Nope, not doing this again
Took the keys, took my pen
Wrote “goodbye” in lipstick red
Raised myself from what he said
Oh baby, baby—
Done with holding it in
Truth is louder than him
Let it burn, I won’t rescind—
Oops, I won’t go back again

\[Outro]
Oops… no, not again.
Watch me rise while he just spins.


One Night

Oops, He Did It Again

Oops He Did It Again

🎵 Don’t call the cops, just roll with it- (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent) 🎶

✨ A remake of an extremely popular Brady kent song. 

A provocative look into the world of fashion, trendy clothes and styles. 'Dont call the cops just roll with it. She's at a gig in cherry red lipstick', needs humming in the shower before you got out for the evening.

Step into the raw, edgy world of  the "Heroin Chic Look" , a provocative indie anthem that challenges societal standards and explores the allure of rebellion and unconventional beauty. 
With striking lyrics and a mesmerizing melody, this track boldly stands out as a fearless statement on individuality and expression.

 The official lyric video brings the song’s essence to life with captivating visuals that mirror its artistic and unapologetic tone. Whether you’re a fan of indie music with grit or looking for a track that resonates with your rebellious spirit, "Don’t call the cops, just roll with it" will leave a lasting impression. 

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💋💋 Lyrics Below 💋💋 

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Lryics | He Got Hustle

he got hustle.
he got brains, he got looks he got muscle..
he got timing.
he can hit it, he don't quit it, got me vibin
he got style
he got grace, as he put it in his face, got dat smile

he got hustle.
he got brains, he got looks he got muscle, he got hustle..

he got cash,
he got credit, got that score, got me coming back for more,
he got cash

he got goals,
he got drive, got me feelin' hella live, when he slide
he got roles,
CEO in them sheets and the streets, yeah he bold

he got hustle.
he got brains, he got looks he got muscle..
he got timing.
he can hit it, he don't quit it, got me vibin
he got style
he got grace, as he put it in his face, got dat smile

he got taste,
knows the wine, knows the vibe, knows the waist
he got pace,
slow it down, then he flip it—
and he takes me by my waist

he got plans,
not just talkin’, no big mouth —he got hands

gets it done,
drops it hard, takes his time, then he lands

yea he charms,
pulls me close with that heat in his arms

he got chill,
knows the time, knows the thrill, knows the feel

he got jokes,
got the timing, got the vibe, 
got me splittin a goddamn side
he got jokes

he got hustle.
he got brains, he got looks he got muscle..
he got timing.
he can hit it, he don't quit it, got me vibin
he got style
he got grace, as he put it in his face, got dat smile


Burn It Down

He Got Hustle

Lyrics | Go Read A Book 

You got all that time to talk
But not one fact to back the walk

Mouth wide open, not much said
Spoutin' headlines you half-read
Quotin’ memes like holy law
While spellin’ truth with three typos, y’all

You got opinions and poor debate
I got receipts and a twist of fate

Go read a book, get back to me
Learn a thing before you mansplain free
All that noise but not one source
Just loud and wrong with full-force force
Go read a book, I’ll wait right here—
Oh wait, you’re scared of what’s too clear

You said, back in my day then stalled
'Cause even then you never got called
Big on bark, short on thought
All that ego you probably bought

I got patience, but not for this
Basic logic you somehow missed

Go read a book, bless your soul
Expand that mind you barely control
Try chapter one, then maybe two
Then try a convo without the fumes
Go read a book, I’ll grab my tea—
It’s wild how much you didn’t see

It’s hard to hear over all that spin
But ignorance don't mean you win

Go read a book, go take your time
Then come back strong with a smarter line
I’m not impressed by loud or proud
I’m into quiet minds that think out loud
Go read a book, or take a seat—
Either way, I won’t repeat

And if you quote me wrong again…
I’ll send a footnote with my pen

Go Read A Book

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💋💋 Lyrics  💋💋 It's Always Something

There’s something in the water, there’s something in the air
There’s something over here and there’s something over there
Someone’s out to get you, something’s coming through
And every little tidbit seems to be another clue

Dots get connected, lines on the wall
Every shadow’s proof that the sky might fall

It’s always something, never nothing
Every little thing is the deep state bluffing
Tin foil crown shining in the fake sun
The birds aren't real and it's never just fun

You got files and folders, pinned up on the board
Red string adventures you can’t afford
Neighbors’ cat is spying, the mailman too
Everybody’s clearly in on watching you

The truth is out there, or maybe it’s not
But you’ll chase it anyway connecting the dots

It’s always something, never nothing
Every little thing is the deep state bluffing
Tin foil crown shining in the fake sun
The birds aren't real and it's never just fun

Martians in the basement, cameras in the sky
Even your reflection’s got a watching eye
Turn the channel, hear the secret words
The whole wide world’s is really full of fake birds

It’s always something, never nothing
The earth is flat, lizards run the show
There's always something lurking in the shadows

The truth is out there, or maybe it’s not
But you’ll chase it anyway connecting the dots

It’s always something, never nothing
Every little thing is the deep state bluffing
Tin foil crown shining in the fake sun
The birds aren't real and it's never just fun


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It's Always Something

Blue Dream | Lyrics 

Fingers on strings they hum so low
Whispered secrets the night won't show
Candlelight flickers it sways it bends
In this blue dream where the world pretends

Oh sway with me don't let it go
In this smoky haze where time moves slow
Got That Blue Dream, roll it tight
Dance with shadows in the night

A glass of red it stains my lips
Laughter tangled with quiet quips
The jukebox croons a sweet refrain
Swanky beats in my heart remain

Your eyes catch mine oh here we go
The rhythm pulls us don't say no

Oh sway with me don't let it go
In this smoky haze where time moves slow
Blue Dream, hold me tight
Dance with shadows in the night

Snap of fingers a subtle tease
Footsteps echo in minor keys
The world outside fades to a blur
Here it's just us and how we stir


Blue Dream

Nothing | Lyrics  **Releasing Publicly 10/10/2025 **

He brought nothing home, 
he poured nothing out
Never gave her answers, 
only shadows of doubt

Texted nothing back, 
not a word, not a sign
She learned how to read the nothing 
between the lines

She asked for the truth, 
he gave nothing instead
Nothing hung heavier 
than the words unsaid

When she says it’s nothing, 
it’s the story of their days
Nothing in the evenings, 
nothing new in his ways

He gave her nothing, 
not a laugh, not a song
She was drowning 
in the nothing all along

Dinner was nothing, 
birthdays the same
Nothing but silence 
when she spoke his name

Conversations were nothing, 
just moments gone
She packed up her hope 
when nothing dragged on and on

He thought nothing was harmless, 
just space to be
But nothing’s the road 
that will set her free

When she says it’s nothing, 
it’s the story of their days
Nothing in the evenings, 
nothing new in his ways

He gave her nothing, 
not a laugh, 
not a song
She was drowning 
in the nothing all along

Nothing for comfort, 
nothing to trust
Nothing but ashes, 
nothing but dust

And when the door slammed, 
he finally knew
Nothing’s the only thing 
he ever grew

When she says it’s nothing, 
it’s the weight of every year
All the nothing he offered, 
all the nothing she feared

He gave her nothing, 
not a laugh, not a song

She left with her heart, 
left the nothing where it belonged

Nothing’s what he built, 
nothing’s what remains
And nothing’s all he’ll hear 
when he finally calls her name.

Nothing

Walked in hot like you run the scene
Actin’ like we extras in your meme
“Smile, girl”—nah, I’m good
Not here for ego in a neon hood

Bought your drink? That’s not consent
Don’t confuse my dress for an event
I see you lurk, I hear you brag
But my worth ain't up for tag

You think attention equals gold
But we don’t bend and we don’t fold

So step aside, enjoy the show
But keep your hands and lines below

Leave us alone, go fuck your bros
Text the group chat, strike a pose
Flex in the mirror, chase that clout
Just not here, and not right now

We’re not your story, not your props
We didn’t ask for your TikTok ops
So take that energy, those weekend clothes—
Leave us alone, go fuck your bros

We came lit, came loud, came whole
Didn’t ask for you to play patrol
You call it flirting, we call it stale
Same tired script, same weak male

You say “can’t take a joke?”—nah, we just won’t
You want a laugh, swipe your boys’ phone

We got beats, we got the crew
And none of us are here for you

We’re not props for your boy night
We don’t perform to stroke your might
So step back, enjoy the glow
We shine without your “hey,” you know?

Leave us alone, go fuck your bros
Text the group chat, strike a pose
Flex in the mirror, chase that clout
Just not here, and not right now

We’re not your story, not your props
We didn’t ask for your TikTok ops
So take that energy, those weekend clothes—
Leave us alone, go fuck your bros

This ain’t your shot, this ain’t your cue
We don’t owe a thing to you
Now one more time, loud and clear—
We run this space. You're not welcome here.

Leave Us Alone [EXPLICIT]

Song Created As Part of a Remix Contest

ever seen a hundred fifty
rubber band up
ever seen a ngga
start with nothing
get it ran up
Don’t that shit make you happy
Don’t that shit make you happy
Oh it don’t
that’s an issue
I know nggas
that’s running from issues

I’m not into what these nggas into
I knew that since I was a young’n
on front street
I wasn’t gone budge
if them nggas confront me
Got my respect
what you willing to die for
ngga the same thing
I’m willing to slide for
Fuck all your idols
I don’t got no big homies bitch
Put my foot in the door
oﬀ the motherfucking strength
all the nights that I spent
It’s too many to count
but what make up for it
is the fucking amount

ever seen a hundred fifty
rubber band up
ever seen a ngga
start with nothing
get it ran up
Don’t that shit make you happy
Don’t that shit make you happy
Oh it don’t
that’s an issue
I know nggas
that’s running from issues

Most def
Yall seen bae
Every little single thing i touch
They be like deezang
Money on thee line all thee TIMELike BREEENG Brang
I been lit
since songs played on your phone
when that thing rang
I am up lil baby
i dont need change
Need a ngga naked in the kitchen
like Ving Rhames
Imagine broads seein me hella fly
wit my thing thang
Sun kiss on my grin
through the roof
And they dont think "same"
Is you happy for me or no?
Thats the only question i pose
It dont matter to me
oh no
make a bop for all my foes

ever seen a hundred fifty
rubber band up
ever seen a ngga
start with nothing
get it ran up
Don’t that shit make you happy
Don’t that shit make you happy
Oh it don’t
that’s an issue
I know nggas
that’s running from issues

And just Thinkin bout it
Nah that Ain’t gon Fix you
bout that action
the motion
Might Miss you
I’m into
Gettin Every Dollars
GED
Money ain’t everything
But broke never made me
happy
Anxiety is taxing
So maxin
out on Good times
Even if it ain’t rational
I’m cashin
out
Walking in the City National
Manila envelope
That make the world more magical
Like I can buy this
I can have that
A Hunnid rubberbanded upLike how much
For the kitty kat
I’ma bargain for a good deal
Even with a Hunnid mill
I can sense jealousy
An empath
But fuck they feels
And playin with my Animal side
see why just alligator bites
Don’t heal
You don’t wanna be a Steve Irwin
Don’t wanna see an accident
That keep stomachs turnin
The Thurz yesterday
This the improved version
Good on these socials
But better in person

Happy? (Remix) [EXPLICIT]

Welcome to Midlife Madness—where smooth, sultry vocals meet country grit and indie soul. 

If you’ve ever wondered what it might sound like if you took a road trip through Nashville with your girls and a guitar, you've arrived.

With raw, unfiltered lyrics and melodies that wrap around you like southern summer air, Midlife Madness captures what it means to rise from the ashes—sass first. 

These are songs for the powerful phase of your healing journey. This is a soundtrack for reclaiming yourself, and your power. 

Featuring originals like "Break the Spell" and "Scream It Out Loud," this is music built for women who’ve lived a little, burned a lot, and still sing with fire.

❤️ Soulful storytelling
💋 Loungy indie-country vibes
🔥 For fans of indie, acoustic, chill vibes, and catchy basslines.

Subscribe for more music that hits where it hurts—and heals.

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