You Liked Me Loud

(Neo-Soul / Alt-R&B – 70 BPM – Intimate, smoky, post-midnight)

[Verse 1]
You liked me loud —
gold on my teeth, sin in my sound.
You liked the crowd
singin’ my name while you played the proud.
But when the lights went down,
and my heart turned small,
you disappeared
like you weren’t there at all.


---

[Pre-Chorus 1]
You said you loved my fire,
but never learned the quiet burn.
You kissed me through the wire,
never waited for the turn.


---

[Chorus]
You liked me loud — not deep.
Loved the noise, not the need.
You danced with my chaos,
but ran from my peace.
You liked me wild — not true.
Just the mirror, not the view.
I was music you could feel,
but never listen to.


---

[Verse 2]
You liked the rush —
my eyes red, my laughter lush.
You liked the hush
right before I’d break and blush.
But when I whispered real,
you looked away —
guess truth don’t groove
the way I swayed.


---

[Pre-Chorus 2]
You said I made you feel alive,
but only when I screamed.
You never heard the silence
that carried what I mean.


---

[Chorus 2]
You liked me loud — not kind.
Loved my mouth, not my mind.
You stayed for the sparks,
but never the smoke.
You liked me open — not whole.
Just the fever, not the soul.
You left when the song
finally broke.


---

[Bridge – whispered, close-mic’d]
You called me wild,
but it was you who roared.
You loved the stage,
but not the chords.
You don’t get applause
for love that fades —
only echoes
in the sound you made.


---

[Final Chorus – stripped back, intimate]
You liked me loud — not long.
Loved the verse, not the song.
You heard the heat,
but missed the ache.
And I stayed soft
for my own sake.


---

[Outro – near silence]
Now I hum
what you forgot to hear.
And in the quiet —
I disappear.

(soft inhale, faint tape hiss… then nothing)

You Liked Me Loud

Sweet on My Own

[VERSE 1]
Woke up, hair’s a mess — but it’s mine,
Lipstick crooked, still divine.
Ain’t got no man to call me baby,
But I’m hummin’ blues like they’re payin’ me lately.

[PRE-CHORUS]
Sunlight in my coffee cup,
I stir it slow, I drink it up.
Used to chase hearts — now I chase time,
And baby, that rhythm’s doin’ just fine.

[CHORUS]
’Cause I’m sweet on my own,
Got no crown, but I built my throne.
The tears dried up, now the groove’s my home,
Yeah, I’m sweet — sweet on my own.

[VERSE 2]
Bills still late, but I pay in grace,
Got that sugar-smirk on my face.
My mirror says, “Girl, you done well,”
And I wink back, say, “Could you tell?”

[BRIDGE]
No sad songs tonight, just that upright bass,
Ain’t no heartbreak gonna steal this place.
Life tastes like smoke and honeyed gin,
And for once — I’m breathin’ in.

[CHORUS – FINAL]
I’m sweet on my own,
Don’t need fixing, don’t need tone.
The record spins — I found my zone,
Yeah, I’m sweet…
Sweet on my own.

Sweet on My Own

Always torments me

Long Way

🎵 SUGAR & SIN

---

INTRO

Sugar…
Sin…
Here we go again.


VERSE 1

Sweet on the outside, poison in the core,
Every time you knock, I open up the door.
You kiss like candy, talk like trouble,
Pull me in once and I’m seeing double.

You got that velvet-danger grin,
One look at me and I cave right in.
Baby, you’re no good — that’s the truth,
But hell if I can stay away from you.


---

PRE-CHORUS

I tell myself I’m done…
then you say my name again.
My halo hits the floor —
and I’m yours like I’ve always been.


---

CHORUS

You taste like sugar and sin,
I know you’re bad, but I let you in.
You’re trouble wrapped in a perfect skin,
Baby, I break — and you always win.

You taste like sugar and sin…
(I know, I know, I know…)
but I let you in.


---

VERSE 2

You call at midnight, ask me what I’m doing,
Baby, don’t pretend — we both know what’s brewing.
You say you’ve changed, I say I won’t fall,
But you breathe my name and I lose it all.

I swear I’m stronger, swear I’ve grown,
But you show up and I’m skin and bone.
Guess some lessons never stick,
When the poison tastes this sick.


---

PRE-CHORUS

I tell myself I’m fine…
but you’re under my skin again.
You pull me to the edge —
and I jump like it’s pretend.


---

CHORUS 

You taste like sugar and sin,
I know you’re bad, but I let you in.
You’re trouble wrapped in a perfect skin,
Baby, I break — and you always win.

You taste like sugar and sin…
(I know, I know, I know…)
but I let you in.


---

POST-CHORUS DROP

Mm-mm, sugar…
Mm-mm, sin…
Every time I swear I’m done,
you pull me back again.

---

BRIDGE 

I blame you,
then I blame myself.
Call it love,
but it feels like hell.

I want out —
but then you pull me in…
Guess angels fall
for a devil’s grin.

---

FINAL CHORUS

You taste like sugar and sin,
I know you’re bad, but I let you in.
My flaws, your fire — where do I begin?
Baby, I lose — just to let you win.

You taste like sugar and sin…
(I know, I know, I know…)
but I let you in.


---

OUTRO

Sugar…
Sin…
Here we go again.


SUGAR & SIN

Hello, can anybody hear me at all
Been walking on this same road...and i just..
Wanna know, can anyone see me..at all

You know-I’ve been lost, wandering alone,
In a world that feels like stone.
I swear i've been reaching out, but no one’s ever near,
Just echoes of my quiet fear.( can't you hear?)

I know right now-I’m just a voice, a fading call,
Hoping someone sees it all.(can anyone see me at all)

Do you hear me in the night? ( every night)
Do you see my flickering light? (All night)

Dear someone who cares,(who cares)
Are you out there somewhere?
I’m clinging to a thread so fine,
Hoping love will cross the line.
Dear someone who cares,(who cares)
I’m waiting, I swear.
One kind word, one gentle face,
To remind me this world’s not a waste.

Lately-the sky’s so gray, the air so still,
Every dream i have feels so hard to fill.
But I can keep holding on, keep this fading flame from dying,
And even though I don’t even know your name.

I don’t need a perfect plan,(no-no)
Just a touch to help me stand.

Show me a lil kindness, just a bit of spark,
To guide me through this endless dark.

Dear someone who cares,(who cares)
Are you out there somewhere?
I’m clinging to a thread so fine,
Hoping love will cross the line.
Dear someone who cares,(who cares)
I’m waiting, I swear.
One kind word, one gentle face,
To remind me this world’s not a waste.

If you hear this, don’t delay,(are you there?)
I need a sign to light my way.(are you there?)
Just a moment, just a glance,(are you there?)
To prove I still have a chance.(are you there?)
Dear someone...Are you there? Whoa oh oh

Dear someone who cares,(who cares)
Are you out there somewhere?
I’m clinging to a thread so fine,
Hoping love will cross the line.
Dear someone who cares,(who cares)
I’m waiting, I swear.
One kind word, one gentle face,
To remind me this world’s not a waste.

So I’ll keep calling, keep my heart wide,
Hoping someone’s on the other side.
Dear someone who hears this prayer,
I’m still here please show you care.
Dear someone, dear someone...
Whoa ohh ohhh 



Dear Someone( Who Cares)

Fuck you pathetic little man

 I stepped out into the rain
Unbelievably I came looking for you

Pathetic little man
I’ll find you and tell you what I think of you

You fooled me with those curls on your shoulders
With your eyes black as coal
And that smile that cracked my heart wide open
But I’ve realized you can go fuck yourself

Fuck you
With men like you it’s better to disappear
Fuck you
You broke me but now I rise
Fuck you

You said I was special said I was different
But you were just another liar with a velvet voice
You sold me dreams on clearance
Now I’m left with empty hands and a heart on fire

I saw you laugh while I was crying
Heard you lie while I was believing
But I’m done you don’t scare me anymore
I erase you like dirt from a page

Fuck you
With men like you it’s better to disappear
Fuck you
You’ll never have me again not even in memory

Now I walk alone but I walk tall
Your voice doesn’t touch me your name doesn’t weigh me down
I burned your lies like soaked paper
And from today you’re just a shadow that no longer hurts

fuck you pathetic little man

it’s all alright.oh
On earth the color of my skin
I walk, tracing every crack
And every time the ground is broken
I somehow grow back.
When I look up—
a hawk cuts sideways, dives,
then flips its wings
and rises again.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
One lone pine clings to the rock face—
you survived every tragedy there.
A dandelion’s fragile seeds
lift in the air,
carried by the wind—
floating up, drifting far,
and softly, softly
they touch the ground.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
Wherever I may be,
I’ll beat my wings with all I’ve got.
Wherever I arrive,
I’ll live on—that’s my shot.
People act, pretend a bit—
but maybe that’s alright.
Yeah, it’s alright,
it’s all alright.
la  la   la   la   la   la
la  la   la   la   la   la
la  la   la   la   la   la
la  la   la   la   la   la
it’s alright,
When I look up—
a hawk cuts sideways, dives,
then flips its wings
and rises again.
carried by the wind—
floating up, drifting far,
and softly, softly
they touch the ground.
oh  oh   oh
carried by the wind—
floating up, drifting far,
and softly, softly
they touch the ground.
People act, pretend a bit—
but maybe that’s alright.
Yeah, it’s alright,
it’s all alright.
People act, pretend a bit—
but maybe that’s alright.
Yeah, it’s alright,
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.


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一本松に鷹 A Hawk from One Pine 〜

Honey on a Razorblade  🔪

​Verse 1 
​Midnight hits, you walk in slow.
Got that sweet, cheap, dangerous glow.
You’re talking smooth, pouring the gin,
Saying, "Baby, let the night begin."
I ain’t blind, I see the twist,
But I love the feeling when I get kissed.
Yeah, you’re good-looking. I give you that.
But you're a trap in a fancy hat.


​Pre-Chorus
​I should run, should walk out the door.
'Cause I know what all that sugar is for.
It ain't love, and it ain't right—
It's just the perfect way to ruin the night.

​Chorus 
​Honey on a razorblade, baby, that’s you.
Sweet on the lips… cuts right through.
You promise heaven, I taste the red.
The prettiest lie I ever been fed.
Honey on a razorblade, yeah, you taste fine.
A beautiful disaster, this fault is mine.


​Verse 2 
​You’re playing shy, like you didn't just lie.
I watch your pupils when you meet my eye.
And I pretend that I don't know the game,
That you don't call every girl the same name.
But darling, I’m worse, I'm already hooked.
A book I know the end of, but still gotta be looked.
You’re the devil’s sugar, I take the dose.
'Cause I hate the taste of anything close.

​Pre-Chorus
​Don’t apologize, don't play the fool.
You’re only honest when your blood runs cool.
So keep your smooth talk, keep your damn line—
I just want the burn, I want the sign.

​Chorus
​Honey on a razorblade, baby, that’s you.
Sweet on the lips… cuts right through.
You promise heaven, I taste the red.
The prettiest lie I ever been fed.
Honey on a razorblade, yeah, you taste fine.
A beautiful disaster, this fault is mine.

​Bridge 
​"You think I don't see the blood on your teeth, darling?
I love the texture. I love the sting.
Don't you get precious with me.
I chose the poison."

Outro 
​Honey on a razorblade...
Yeah, cuts right through...
...Cuts right through...


Honey on a Razorblade  🔪

Livin' In Make Believe

[Verse 1]
He was the opener for the Rolling Stones,
 On the West Coast Prince was not well-known.
 He took the stage in trench coat, black boots, and G-String-bikini—
 The crowd raged, hurled bottles full-fling at this loco wah-hee-nee.

The exploding bottles and slurs of HATRED
 Were defiling the stage, a place Prince felt sacred.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
He fled the stage, vowed to never return—
Mick J. rang, said, “There’s cheers, there’s burn.”

[Chorus]
How do you stand where your soul got stoned?
How do you dance where the hate got thrown?
Takes one voice on the line sayin’, “Kid, don’t flinch—
Wear your boots, wear your truth, don’t you move an inch.”
Mick talked to the crowd like it was one-to-one
and they finally realized what they’d done—
That was the night the crowd stood up,
the night Mick stood up for Prince.

[Verse 2]
Two nights later, same coliseum stage,
 Prince shook hard, trapped inside that rage.
 Flashbacks hit like fists he couldn’t block,
 his chest was tight, heart ticking like a clock.

The fear came fast, the dread came slow—
 old ghosts whispered, “don’t you go.”

[Verse 3]
Then Mick walked in, said, “Kid, you’re not done yet,”
 “Don’t let their hate be the thing you let set.”
 “What Friday broke, tonight we make right,”
 “We’re taking back what’s yours under these lights.”

His voice cut clean through Prince’s fright—
 “No more running… stand and fight.”

[Pre-Chorus 2]
“You won’t face this alone again—
 I’ll make damn sure they rise.”
 Prince nodded once, still terrified,
 but fire returned behind his eyes.

[Chorus]
How do you stand
 where your heart got crushed?
 How do you walk back in
 when the memories rush?

Sometimes it takes a brother
 to lift you back up—
 that’s the night they all stood,
 the night Mick stood up.

[Bridge]
Prince stepped out slow, the crowd fell quiet,
 every eye locked on the stage’s light.
 Mick watched from the wings and murmured,
 “Go on now—take back your night.”

[Final Chorus]
So Prince walked out
 to a steady roar—
 the same old stage
 that hurt before.

A healing wave
 rose from the crowd up—
 on the night the wound closed,
 the night Mick stood up.
unding redemption told in electric color.





The Night Mick J. Stood up for Prince - v.  Funk Rock - On 10/9/81, Prince got booed off the stage at LA Coliseum.

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