I Wish That I Could Fall In Love Today

The description provides insight into the artist J 2 5, the inspiration behind the song "Better Days," and the message conveyed through the music. Here's a breakdown:

The description expresses that the artist, Jashua McElrath, aims for "Better Days" to resonate with others who may be going through similar challenges. The song is positioned as a source of support and a reminder to those suffering that they are not alone.

In summary, "Better Days" appears to be more than just a musical piece; it's a personal and emotive expression by J 2 5, sharing a narrative of overcoming adversity with the hope of offering solace to listeners facing their struggles. (Fun fact end of the song when J 2 5  sings “dada dada” at the end it was a melody he picked up from his  late grandmother to remind him it will be alright)

“I smile while gotta get through the pain, there days gotta keep walking through the rain, all the challenges could drive you insane, praying and looking forward to better days.”


https://songwhip.com/j25/betterdays

Better Days (Prod. by Chrizbbeats)

"Holy Water"
Music By: Johnnie Sinister
Produced By: Johnnie Sinister
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In shadows draped, a chilling tale unfurls,
A paradox of darkness, a priest who disturbs.
Within the cloth, a twisted secret lies,
A serial killer, veiled by pious guise.

In hallowed halls, where prayers find their grace,
A predator lurks, concealing his dark face.
Behind the pulpit, he preaches divine,
While craving power, his sinister design.

His sermons sweet, like honeyed words they flow,
Yet wicked thoughts beneath, none truly know.
In confessional booths, secrets whispered low,
The priest, a wolf, disguised among the snow.

His victims chosen, lost souls seeking solace,
Drawn to his presence, unaware of their own malice.
In sacred rites, he finds his twisted pleasure,
The holy man's hands now stained with blood's measure.

He walks the night, a shepherd turned astray,
Silent footsteps whisper, leading prey astray.
In the dead of darkness, his deeds unfold,
The priest-turned-killer, a story yet untold.

But justice awakens, a beacon in the night,
As clues are gathered, secrets come to light.
The hunters pursue, their purpose unyielding,
To unmask the monster, his evil revealing.

Within the chapel's depths, the truth ascends,
The twisted soul, his reign of terror ends.
No more shall innocence shatter at his hand,
A fallen shepherd, banished from the sacred land.

So heed this tale, a warning to the wise,
For darkness can dwell where holiness lies.
Beware the guise of those who claim divine,
For evil hides behind the holiest shrine.

Holy Water

" WEIRDO "

I Can See You Jesus

I've got seven bottles of water.
Two more to piss in.
I'd like to get things sorted.
But I don't know where to begin.
I'm glad I tore myself apart.
I didn't know which way to start.
What was begun?
I'll know that answer when I'm done.

My brothers are little rich kids.
My sister is the same.
While I'm stealing firelighters.
Living just to clear my name.
I've just one question before we start.
Should I be taking this to heart?
What's mine is mine?
I'll find out somewhere down the line.

My friends are going crazy.
Chase American dreams.
And I would join their party,
But I don't know what that means.
The 'truth' is nonsense, it would seem.
They're living someone else's dream.
Sit worlds apart.
I should have realised from the start.

I'm starting now to see.
(You) Don't create a thing for me.
Seem half destroyed by infamy.
Consider this, my litany.
Sulphides will rot away your heart.
I took a look back to the start.
No chosen one.
Your shadows blocking out my sun.

What's done is done.

Sometimes, I really feel.
Like no one can beat me.
But then I go and lose again,
You know the outcome by the end 
You know it just don't bother me.
I'm used to losing it would seem.
A sacred art.
That I've been learning from the start.

Six, E, Q, U, J, Five, Wow!
It isn't fucking aliens.
Get back down to earth now. 
There is no value to your art.
You should of known this from the start.
You're not divine.
Despite the memories in your mind.

Apeman, spaceman, later than creation.
Homebird, prison, from whence has arisen?
Lord, will you still my beating heart?
I should of known it from the start.
What's done is done.
They never said you were the one.

What's done is done.
What's done is done.

What's Done is Done

MY LOVE // (sped)

I am the same what ever I do in this step of my spiritual path.

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