Stitched In Darkness

Copy of ᭙ꪖꪶꪖꪗ

I sang in the choir
Before the silence
Before wings caught fire in the open sky
Before wings caught fire in the open sky
I sang in the choir

They said it was pride—but I recall doubt
A question pressed in gold-lined mouths
I didn’t scream on the way down
Just bit my tongue and fell

I’ve dragged my breath through collapsing temples,
Spoke in tones that unsettled angels.
Crushed my chest in a vow too violent,
Woke in a tomb that mistook me silent.

Bit through faith with a tongue like thunder,
Coughed up blood from the spell I’m under.
Wings broke down in a failed redemption,
Still heard the hymn with a warlike tension.

Branded truth in the scars I carry,
Scripture burned where the lines were buried.
Built belief from a grim obsession,
Still wear the weight like a cruel possession.

Swallowed flame till my nerves were screaming,
Dreamed in pits where the stars stop gleaming.
Don’t preach law in your bright regalia—
I held the line through the whole damn failure.

I was an angel too
You forget the fall was shared
Feathers in the soot, bruised blue
You forget—I still cared

Coughing up blood in a sky of glass
Throat full of nails, stepping on stones
The Watchers wept, and Enoch wrote—
But not all books deserve to last

Who defines the fallen line?
Who replays the war in time?
Who reclaims the shattered sign?
Who remakes the first design?

I was an angel too—don’t rewrite the fall
I stood in the fire, I still heard the call
Not every wound you hide was earned
Not every bridge I crossed was burned

I was an angel too—torn from the choir
Struck down, not struck out, baptized in fire
You built your throne from shattered light
But I still dream in black and white

Oh, I saw the stars before they formed
I knew the hymn before it swarmed
And still I burn beneath your crown
And still I fall without a sound
And still I fall without a sound
And still I fall without a sound

I was an angel too
But not the kind you knew
Not all light leads back to you
Not all light leads back to you

I was an angel too
And I remember grace

I Was An Angel Too

I held your fear like it was mine...
I held your fear like it was mine...
A paper tiger..
I held your fear like it was mine...

I held your fear like it was mine
Tried to be the warning sign
You saw a wolf—I knew the lie
A paper beast dressed up to bite

You spoke my worth in quiet tones
Built me up with brittle bones
And I roared like I was made of steel
But nothing I said ever felt real

I thought I scared the dark away
Thought I was the storm you'd never tame
But I was paper in the rain
Folded sharp, then torn again
Not your armor
Just your shadow
Not the threat—just what you’d outgrow

I held your fear like it was mine..
I held your fear like it was mine..

You stayed calm when I cracked loud
Never blinked beneath the shroud
And when I tried to rage, to shake the air
You held your breath like I wasn’t there

Now I see it all laid bare
Your steady hand, my hollow glare
I was loud, I was afraid
You were brave enough to stay

I gave you show..
I gave you show..

I thought I scared the dark away
Thought I was the storm you'd never tame
But I was paper in the rain
A warning sign you learned to name
Not your armor
Just your shadow
Not the fire—just what you’d outgrow

You needed strength
I gave you show
A paper tiger
You let go

Paper Tiger

I’m not soft—
I just bruise where you can’t see.
I’ve been loud—
But I’ve learned how to bleed discreetly.

You broke me right, not in half
But in corners where I don’t react
Left a note in my own voice
Said “don’t come back, you made your choice”

You talked in code, I spoke in fists
We kissed like threats, we lived like risks
I set my shame in shadowed glass
Now I drink from it like it’s the past

This is power in disguise
Cracked but sharpened, hollow-wise
You think I’m soft enough to fold?
Watch me harden just to hold—

I’m soft—but hard enough to hurt
Gentle hands with a violent verse
I don’t break, I transform
I’m the bruise you couldn’t warn
You said “get strong or disappear”
So I became your quiet fear
I’m soft—
But hard enough to hurt.

You wore your hate in leather lines
I learned to love the slow decline
You called me fragile like it’s weak
I showed you silence you can’t speak

You vanished, babe, I stayed in fog
I stitched my grief into this song
You scream in ways that don’t need sound
I take the damage underground

This is power in disguise
Cracked but sharpened, hollow-wise
You think I’m soft enough to fold?
Watch me harden just to hold—

I’m soft—but hard enough to hurt
Steel that sings inside the dirt
I don’t threaten, I don’t warn
I just become the quiet storm
You said “get strong or disappear”
So I became your quiet fear
I’m soft—
But hard enough to hurt.

I bend like smoke, crack like bone
But only when I am alone
And when you asked me just what broke?
I said—
nothing. I’ve just grown.

I’m soft—but hard enough to hurt
Scarred in ways I can’t revert
I don’t bleed, I distort
I’m the wound that sings in court
You said “get strong or disappear”
So I became your quiet fear
I’m soft—
But hard enough to hurt.

I’m soft...
But hard enough—

Hard Enough To Hurt

[Verse]
Are you problematic
Sick and sadistic
Are you a hazard
To yourself or others
Are you erratic
Unfit to parent
Does your family
Want to hide you in the attic

[Chorus]
Or is it just me
Tell me
Is it just me
I don’t know what I want
But I know what I want
And it’s not what I want

[Verse 2]
Are you maniacal
And quite diabolical
Do you have
Any idea of time at all
Are you up all night
Down all day
Baby are you me
Are you okay

[Chorus]
Or is it just me
Tell me
Is it just me
I don’t know what I want
But I know what I want
And it’s not what I want

[Bridge]
I think you know that I don't think
About you or me
Or we could be
In love again
You're on your knees
And I just can't
You're scaring me
I feel so bad
But it's not me
That's in my head
That's in my bed

[Verse 3/Rap]
And you're walking away
Then you call me
We break up
Break my heart
I give up
You give up
Then you're wanting me back
Then we’re talking again
Then we kiss and I fuck up
And I don’t wanna mess up
Then we do it again
So you say that I'm problematic
Well
Look who's talkin'
Your voice echoes down the hallway
And you're always gawkin'
Well
Well
Well
It's the pot callin' the kettle black
Well
Well
Well
Do you really wanna go there? Do you wanna go there?

[Outro]
Oh
This is problematic
I just want a world where I'm the hero
How do I still love you
Babe
Do you still love me
Oh
I'm gonna be so great
And when I do
I hope you still love me
Problematic aye

Problematic

Let The Jackals Run

Oh, oh
Oh, oh

They say the river’s mouth will swallow bone
And the saints have pawned their grace
The prayers in the dust are left to rust
So if the hours strip the light from home
Day in, day out
We’ll carve our names in sacred thrones

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I can hardly look

You pulled me out from the wreckage burning
I want to lie in your fire ’til the earth stops turning
On the blade of your breath, drinking deep of your death
Even the heavens above can’t bear the truth of our love
Something pulled out from the wreckage burning
You’ve got me kneeling, got me hungering, yearning
Break me down with your hands, oh love, I’ll go where you stand
Even the heavens above can’t bear the truth of our love

Is our love too late?
At the mouth of Hades’ gate
Oh, my soul, I give you—
Take my pulse and change its fate
At your altar, I will wait
You’re the hammer, I’m the slate

Oh, oh 
Oh, oh 

You pulled me out from the wreckage burning
I want to lie in your fire ’til the earth stops turning
On the blade of your breath, drinking deep of your death
Even the heavens above can’t bear the truth of our love
Something pulled out from the wreckage burning
You’ve got me kneeling, got me hungering, yearning
Break me down with your hands, oh love, I’ll go where you stand
Even the heavens above can’t bear the truth of our love

Something so dangerous, holy and ravenous
Whenever you’re near enough, oh my
The world was in shades of bone 'til your shadow was thrown
I thought you had to drown to find

Oh, oh 
Oh, oh 

You pulled me out from the wreckage burning
I want to lie in your fire ’til the earth stops turning
On the blade of your breath, drinking deep of your death
Even the heavens above can’t bear the truth of our love
Something pulled out from the wreckage burning
You’ve got me kneeling, got me hungering, yearning
Break me down with your hands, oh love, I’ll go where you stand
Even the heavens above can’t bear the truth of our love
 
Oh, oh my
Oh, oh my

Oh, oh 
Oh, oh 


Wreckage



A glass of water for me

A glass for you

A glass of water for me

A glass for you

But when they steal it from us

What will we do?


Oh, oh, what a pain

Oh, oh, what a taste


Last week

I was in town

I was thirsty

So I stopped

I asked for a glass of water.

I saw the sign

It said: "Free water for everyone"

So I went in

But I realized they tricked me.


A glass of water for me

A glass for you

A glass of water for me

A glass for you

But when they steal it from us

What will we do?


 Oh oh, what a pain

Oh oh, what a taste
 

A glass of water for me

A glass for you

A glass of water for me

A glass for you

But when they steal it from us

What will we do?


Oh oh, what a pain

Oh oh, what a taste


Since they rationalized

Since they privatized

They put it in that place

And everyone happily laughs heartily


Oh oh, what a pain

Oh oh, what a taste

Oh oh, what a pain

Oh oh, what a taste


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This song was Written and Created by: J J Samuel 
The music, Vocals and production were done by: J J Samuel

#Pop #Psychedelic Pop #PopRock #Modern #Introspective #Gritty #Love

MILLENNIUM

Ghosts Of War


I must be livin' a dream
'Cause I would have left by now if it were real
But it's not
It's not
It's not
It's so hard to see through
With all of these things that I never do
But I still apologize for

Oh
You got me on my knees again
(Again, again, again, again)
Said you wanna be with me till the end
(Till the end, till the end, till the end)
But you never give me any time
Time
Time
Time

Apologizing for shit that I didn't do
Stayed because I thought it was love
But you know it isn't true
You should know that I'm not fine
You're killing me inside
I'm dying to be alive
(To be alive)

And I thought that you would be mine
But it was just toxic
You know I can't stop it
It's not
It's not
It's not
And I thought that you would be mine
But it was just toxic
You know I can't stop it
It's not
It's not
It's not

And I know
I know
I know
It was never love
It was never love
You and I
It was never love
It was never love
But I stayed for the feeling
It's like I'm dying to be alive

Why do you think I don't try?
And why do you think I don't care?
Why do you always get mad at me
When I tell you it isn't fair?
You get so insecure when I'm happy
Or you think that I'm lyin'
And I feel like I'm walkin' on eggshells
And I have to keep tryin'

You don't like me for me
You just like to fight
I'm sorry for whatever it is I did
That I didn't do

Why do you think that I stayed?
Why do you think that I tried?
You don't understand how it feels
To be dying to be alive
Dying to be alive

And stayed 'cause I thought it's love
And the feeling's gone
But I don't care anymore
No
I don't care anymore
No
I don't care anymore
No
I don't care anymore
'Cause I know that you know
That I am dyin' to be alive
And I know that you know
That I am dyin' to be alive
And I know that you know
That I am dyin' to be alive
Dyin'

Dying To Be Alive

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