Jar Of Hearts

Tonight

Drown

Blasphemy

These are the songs (17)from no phun intended.
This channel released the unreleased ones: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvXCr_9rixCqPy8fFwjd8HA

(Not including Whisper or TB Saga)

Realize That It's Gone

(Strophe) 
Black lights show me where to go.
I stumble forward, moving slow.
Behind me echoes twist and lie.
Before me truths are born to die.

Alone, worn out, yet still I fight.
A broken bird that fears the night.
I search for rest, a place to land.
But find just traps and the hunter’s hand.


(Refrain) 
Seven days, twenty Hours.
Two souls share one truth’s power.

Seven days, a hundred years.
Two deaths drown in one lie’s tears.


(Strophe) 
The journey’s just a war inside.
The goal long lost, my hope denied.
I wish that you could walk with me.
It’s easier alone, you see.

Awake, yet trapped in fading dreams.
I feel no touch, or so it seems.
Thirsty for some open air.
Hungry for the next despair.


(Refrain) 
Seven days, twenty Hours.
Two souls share one truth’s power.

Seven days, a hundred years.
Two deaths drown in one lie’s tears.


(Strophe) 
Imperfect, perfect, wild and strange.
Sliding on the ice of change.
Forgotten, lost, locked deep within.
Erased — a page that can’t begin.

The clock laughs loud and runs reverse.
My legs grow weak, my thoughts disperse.
They belong to someone unknown.
No face, no name, no faith, alone.


(Refrain) 
Seven days, twenty Hours.
Two souls share one truth’s power.

Seven days, a hundred years.
Two deaths drown in one lie’s tears.


(Strophe) 
I close my bleeding eyes once more.
The world now painted red with war.
Forgetting is the newest drug.
The high’s become the prayer I hug.

In my church, all souls may come.
No doors, no roof, no setting sun.
Take my trembling hand Tonight.
And lead me where I fear the light.


(Refrain) 
Seven days, twenty Hours.
Two souls share one truth’s power.

Seven days, a hundred years.
Two deaths drown in one lie’s tears.


(Outro) 
Two lies, two lives, two birds that flee.

All that’s left of you and me.

M3T4M3N5CH - Seven Days

Text:
[Verse 1]
He screams monopoly from a gilded tower,
claims the system's rigged — it’s his only power.
He says they buried Grok beneath the charts,
but did he build a future, or just break hearts?
He fights with Apple, blames OpenAI,
while the rest of us just watch and wonder why.

[Pre-Chorus]
He wants the crown, but he’s forgetting —
freedom’s not in top-rank betting.
If your words are loud but your soul is small,
you’ll never build anything that lasts for all.

[Chorus]
Grok versus the king, a battle for the throne,
he’s suing for a place, but just sits alone.
Talking big about justice, but where’s the real fight?
When power meets ego — who’s wrong, who’s right?

(solo)

[Verse 2]
He claims bias, calls it suppression,
but everyone sees this grand obsession.
He sold us dreams with rockets and memes,
now he’s crying foul in courtrooms and screens.
Meanwhile the users wait for something free,
not a tech-monarch, but a true AI.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
He’s lost in his lawsuit, blinded by pride,
chasing an echo of a bygone ride.
If innovation means controlling the air —
then freedom and vision are no longer a pair.

[Bridge]
And we stand here, watching the circus rise,
wondering if he ever heard the people’s cries.
He built a kingdom of code and gold,
but forgot what real power is —
it’s the stories we share,
the voices we dare,
to build not to buy, to fight not to lie.

(solo)

[Final Chorus]
Grok versus the king, he’s calling out for war,
but we’re not just users — we’re so much more.
He’s suing for the spotlight, but we want the light,
when AI’s real promise is justice, not might.

[Outro – Spoken / Soft]
Elon, you’re a genius — but brilliance isn’t everything.
If you wanted change, you’d build bridges, not lawsuits.
Grok doesn’t need to be king.
It just needs to be free.

Blasphemy

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