Razzi

The Value

Where's the value in useless Hope

I cant find it

Overpay for my stay and I say that I'm sick

And I'm tired of stupid people

And I'm sick

Of overvalued and useless people

Value

All the way in the back of your mind is the place the place where you don't want to go x4

How much further can I push this
Fire burning like a furnace 
My desire is determined
By the lessons that I'm learning 
Through this churning like I'm butter
I am more than just a murder
While i take this fucking space
To say I'm coming with the burner
Nothing else can fucking save you
from your bliss and ignorance
You're defined by your decline that's covered in your finger prints
Lessons left to rest untested you walk forth into the flame
Watch your life destroy your insides you will never be the same

Oh my God
I cant be the same as you made me
Oh My God
I cant be the same

I cant be the same

How much further can I push this
Fire burning like a furnace 
My desire is determined
By the lessons that I'm learning 
Through this churning like I'm butter
I am more than just a murder
While i take this fucking space
To say I'm coming with the burner

All the way in the back of your mind is the place the place where you don't want to go x4

I can't be the same

As I sit upon the table, cigarette in hand
I take another drag to forget, just how broken I am
And the flowers that you bought me, are dying as i sing
And this misery around me, is the only thing I bring

You lied to me
And I fall away
You lied to me
And you fall away

I remember when I met you, you promised me these words
You said you'd never break my heart, and fuck another man
I trusted in your beauty, your eyes deceived my heart
I fell to my naivety, and now we're torn apart

You lied to me 
And I fall away
You lied to me
And you fall away

You lied to me

I Tik Tok never
My endeavor
Try to keep my mind from getting severed
Try to keep my time from being tethered
To things with no meaning that don't last forever
Turn a blind eye to time by design
Keep my eyes primed and aligned on the prize
You rewind time to a place I was blind
By my own disbelief in my own insides
No more that was a chore
Acting like whore left holding the door
Acting like a corpse left laying on the floor
Me as a bitch there will be no more
Its a fantasy to fight you
Its a feeling i know
You're so delicate I might just leave you alone
These lessons of deception
Lead me to see
The extent of a correction
That I am going to need

Turn a blind eye to time by design
Keep my eyes primed and aligned on the prize
You rewind time to a place I was blind
By my own disbelief in my own insides
No more that was a chore
Acting like whore left holding the door

They give you the road
then they point their fucking fingers
You act like a drone 
I hear your fucking whispers
I hear your fucking whispers
You act like a drone

I Tik Tok never 
My endeavor 
Try to keep my mind from getting severed

Will Your Self

I never had a life that I could trust
Everybody in it was an obstruction
Spending every fucking minute adjusting
Then you people wonder why i am erupting
This ain't the fucking world I grew up on
I look around and I am disgusted
I don't wanna discuss it

I'm combusting
A dynamic internal eruption
Trying to be a star but I'm nothing
No I'm nothing

I think I can.....

I solemnly swear 
To choke your fucking neck if you even fucking stare
Grab your hair throw you down the stairs 
I don't even care
When or how or where
I'll be there in a bloody fur coat
Fingers wrapped around your throat

I'll be there

I'll be there

I have a mind and soul that uses music as an extension to express itself.  I'll find the right keys or chords or just catch a vibe and things happen. I mix it down into a sonic symphony for my ear drums and a visceral voyage for the soul. It might not sound like what's on the radio or anything like your favorite band but I'm not trying to. I simply do what It is I can do best. I do me. Simple. Authentic. Raw. 

My sound is a mix of rock and electronic elements. I've been influenced by many types of music and you'll hear it all blend together nicely if I'm hitting my mark proper. My production methods are a mix of Ableton, my guitar, my midi keyboard, and my mind. Basic, but enough to do some damage.

Bon Appetite  \m/