I Know You'd Kill

Queen Of Soul - Sabotage

All hell has broken loose – Official Lyric Video Song | Brady Kent (Official Music Release) 🎶💔

He has recieved bad news, from which he has no time to recover. He is now 'walking in dead man's shoes'. It's time to admit his mistakes and 'lay a place for the judge'. Knowing you have to admit all, with no time left, is not a great end to a life. I wonder what his wife and daughters think and feel ?

This is a  raw and introspective song that explores a marraige and a family, which should be meaningful, but ends up feeling hollow. With poetic lyrics and a haunting melody, this track dives into themes of deciept, and being eventually caught.

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All hell has broken loose

All hell has broken loose
Im walking in dead man's shoes

All hell has broken loose
Nobody expected the news

Shocked when I got the Doctors letter
It’s not good, not going to get better

You don’t need to know much more
Less you know, the better, for sure 

In god’s name, no, it can’t be me
The time for talking, is over, early

All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

All hell has broken loose
What I’ve done wrong, the heartaches

It’s time to lay a place for the judge
Decide how stupid I’ve been, if you bear a grudge 

The gloves are off, the party is over 
It’s much too late, to blame it on my father

It’s time to tell my wife and daughters
About the people I hurt, the lovers

All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

It’s time to admit to deception
There is no chance of redemption  

It’s too late for discretion
There is not enough time for reinvention 


All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

In god’s name, no, it can’t be me
The time for talking, is over, early

In god’s name, no, it can’t be me
The time for talking, is over, early

It’s time to now, admit my mistakes 
What I’ve done wrong, the heartaches

It’s time to lay a place for the judge
Decide how stupid I’ve been, if you bear a grudge 

The gloves are off, the party is over 
It’s much too late, to blame it on my father

The gloves are off, the party is over 
It’s much too late, to blame it on my father

It’s time to tell my wife and daughters
About the reasons why, and the causes

It’s too late for discretion
There is not enough time for reinvention

All hell has broken loose
I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

I’m walking in dead man’s shoes

In dead man’s shoes

All hell has broken loose

Pretty Thing 2 ft. Eze and LuvJor

over

Candlelight Letters

[verse 1]
You liked sugar in your coffee, just a pinch, never stirred
I wrote that down the morning after — second page, second word
You were humming in my hallway, I was barefoot on the floor
Didn’t know how much I’d miss you till your echo closed the door

Told myself you weren’t for keeping, just a flame I had to feel
But every candle flickered softer when you left and took the real
I never sent these words to find you, I just wrote them to survive
Now they whisper from the paper like they’re somehow still alive

[chorus]
Candlelight letters, never lit
Just ink and hope I couldn’t quit
Folded my heart in the margin tight
Maybe love just reads better by candlelight
Candlelight letters, left unsent
Pages full of what I meant
And if you ever hold them to the flame
You’ll hear my voice — callin’ your name

[verse 2]
You used to fix my crooked necklace, said the clasp belonged in back
And I’d pretend that little moments never threw me off my track
But I was memorizing seconds, like they’d vanish in the breeze
So I scribbled them on napkins, between silence and reprieve

You deserved a song, not silence — but I was better with a pen
So I turned our days to verses that the wind could read again
I wasn’t brave enough to mail them, wasn’t broken all the way
But tonight I lit a match — and let the chorus find its say

[chorus]
Candlelight letters, never lit
Just ink and hope I couldn’t quit
Folded my heart in the margin tight
Maybe love just reads better by candlelight
Candlelight letters, left unsent
Pages full of what I meant
And if you ever hold them to the flame
You’ll hear my voice — callin’ your name

[verse 3]
Years have softened all the edges, but your laugh cuts just the same
Found a photo in my drawer, and your eyes still frame the frame
I forgave us both in pencil — ‘cause I knew I’d change the lines
But this letter stayed untouched… like some truths don’t age with time

If you read this in the quiet, with the lamp turned low and gold
Let each sentence wrap around you like the arms you used to hold
I don’t need a “me too” message, or a call across the years
Just a minute of your heartbeat, where the past still reappears

[chorus]
Candlelight letters, never lit
Just ink and hope I couldn’t quit
Folded my heart in the margin tight
Maybe love just reads better by candlelight
Candlelight letters, left unsent
Pages full of what I meant
And if you ever hold them to the flame
You’ll hear my voice — callin’ your name

Candlelight Letters

📼 Track 06 - “DOES THE DEVIL GET COLD?” by Sierra Lucia

DOES THE DEVIL GET COLD?

who2choose (prod yogic beats)

Against the Odds

how i've been spending my time lately

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Hate is a burden to bear, I wouldn't touch it with a barge pole (Dynamic Fusion 2)

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