🔻 Song Insight
“You Miss Me?” is a raw, unfiltered spoken-word blues piece that confronts the emotional wreckage left behind after surviving narcissistic abuse. Delivered with searing honesty and dripping vulnerability, it challenges the illusion of reconciliation with someone who once tried to erase you. This track doesn't plead. It doesn't soften. It stands firm in its truth: "You didn't love me. You loved the version of me I had to become to survive you."

Every line is a reckoning. From shattered memories and suppressed rage to glimpses of clarity and healing, the song explores what it means to hold space for your own voice after years of being silenced. It’s not just a song—it’s a statement, a scar turned into art, a reclaiming of power and identity for those who’ve been broken but never defeated.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
You miss me?
Oh, say it ain't so.
New look starting to look old.
Guess the T ain’t working,
Drugs ain't preserving the story no more.

[Verse 1]
You say you miss me—
What's that supposed to be?
Did you forget the shit you said?
The lies, the cheating, the walk-away clean?
You acted like you found some magic key,
But that key just opened the door to hell.

You miss me? What parts?
The version of me you broke?
The one you stole from, lied to, slept on?
The one who stayed loyal while you stayed gone?

Tell me again what was “so wrong” in my head.
This gaslight backfired—
Bedroom cold, no desire.
I quilted your soul…
But I’ve retired.

[Bridge]
You miss me?
You miss the man who hid in vineyards just to stay alive?
While you ripped off car doors and lied to your mom?
You miss the man who held back—
Because if he fought back, you'd play the victim?

You miss the dinners you smashed,
The lies you served after?

You miss our honeymoon—
How it turned into survival?

You miss me?
You miss the silence.
The version of me who never named the abuse.
The one who let your demons sleep beside me
And still called it love.

[Verse 2]
You left no way back—
Burned bridges, broke codes,
Tossed us out like trash.
It was a full attack.
Talked behind my back,
Fed your addiction, cashed checks that bounced back.

You broke the mold.
Two grown kids—no home, no plan.
You stripped me bare, stole my clothes,
Hung me out to fold in a storm I didn’t choose.

When I stood tall,
You grabbed one more piece of my soul,
Tried to never let go.
Thought your worth was gold—
But you just bought people.
Not everyone’s that cheap.

[Verse 3]
And look who showed up—
A little whore to fill your crack,
Scratch your itch,
Pick up the slack.

You said you needed evil.
Well congrats, he's your fix.
The very thing I refused—
That’s the shit you chased.

Now you sleep in the circus,
A show run by lies,
Funding your spiral
While your shadow dies.

[Bridge]
You miss me?
Maybe the one who held your hand,
Helped you breathe,
Stayed when you couldn’t stand.

Maybe the one who cried for your pain,
Burned in your name.

Maybe the man who wouldn’t beat you—
So you threatened to leave.

You miss me?
'Cause I was the gold.
I was the standard.
I was the one who loved you whole.

I defended your name,
Brought you into the fold.
I loved you young,
And I loved you old.

I saw forever.
But forever is fiction when lies get bold.
Endings are nostalgia for children—
Just stories told.
But time passes,
And this shit is getting old.

[Outro]
You miss me?
Then you never knew me.
You never asked.
Never listened.
You loved the shape I twisted into,
Not the soul I buried to become it.

The real me?
He didn’t die.
He woke up.
And you don’t get to meet him.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
“You Miss Me?” captures what 4Me2BeFree stands for: truth without apology.

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You Miss Me

🔻 Song Insight
MOIST is a sweaty, neon-lit fever dream — a glitchy, erotic carnival ride where desire, power, and performance collide. It’s a song that doesn’t seduce politely — it throws you onto the dance floor, dares you to watch, and demands that you obey. Wrapped in the cinematic grime of 70s adult cinema and queer nightlife, MOIST explores transactional intimacy, fetishized control, and the freedom found in roleplay and release. Every line throbs with tension — between pleasure and vulnerability, dominance and consent, watching and being watched.

This isn't about love. It's about spectacle. About the raw, unfiltered mess of lust and longing that can feel more honest than tenderness ever could. MOIST refuses to be palatable — and that's exactly the point.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
I want his sex for free
They want her sex for free
He wants their sex for free
Them... yeah... sex for free

Token accepted—press—my—button
Choose—your party—
Accepted.
Enjoy the ride.
Know your status and buckle that condom

[Verse 1]
Drops and you drip, watch me drown
These streams run, sweat by the pound
Smell your skin, I touch myself
Can’t help this—you get me stuck
Yeah, all I want to do is f**k

"Look into my eyes"
"Boys don’t cry—they beg"
Fall down into me, on your knees
Lip out pouting, innocent tease
And yes, you may proceed
Grab that leash, pull you in

"Sit back. Watch how this is done...sun."
Your head leans back
Eyes that cannot see
Fabric thick, tactile world
Trust me bold, hold it tight
Make you beg, make you bite

"You like to watch me... don't you?"
Let’s see tonight
How far will you go?
Take that off...
Slowly...
Don’t f**k up the show...
Now arch that back
Now slap slap that ass

"What's my name? What's my name?"

[Verse 2]
It’s hard to see your needs
While I’m stuck on mine
Come calm my nerve, make it shine

"You act like you know... but you don’t"
Call me daddy if you’re ready to go
Jump on top, I’m ready to flow
Hold those arms back, can’t reach
It’s me you need, now say—
"Oh Daddy—pleeease!"

"I’ll be your bitch tonight"
"I’ll be your bitch for free"

[Bridge]
Focus our passion in motion
Don’t look back, drink my potion
Your world spins, feeling a need
On cruise control, pulling on your leads

"I caught you watching"
"Stared a little too long"
Fireworks hold no flame
Fast tearing up the night
Keep that ass just like that
Make me bite, make me fight
It’s you I want, oh so tight

[Outro]
"You wanna shake it? Hah—baby, it ain’t gonna shake itself."
"It’s the dance floor, not a damn waiting room!"
"Can I help you, Sir—or are you just gonna stand there lookin’ confused?"
"People always up in my business like I asked for a co-star."
"Boy, if you don't drop it low in the next 3 seconds, I’m rebooting your whole personality."


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SEX for FREE

🔻 Song Insight:
“This Is All I Can Be” is a confessional love song for the emotionally honest — the ones who know they can’t offer everything, but still show up with all they have. Wrapped in the raw grit of a late '80s hair band ballad, this track bleeds devotion and self-awareness. It’s not about grand gestures or fairy tale endings — it’s about standing in front of someone, stripped of ego and pretense, and saying, “This is who I am. I hope it’s enough.”

The lyrics tread the terrain between fierce loyalty and gentle imperfection — a landscape where not being able to "move mountains or seas" doesn’t negate love. It captures the unglamorous but deeply human version of showing up: tired, maybe a little broken, but unwavering.

[Verse 1]  
To hold you, make you safe,  
My arms mark your name.  
A place, no need to explain—  
I want to make you a home,  
Away alone on our own.

[Verse 2]  
I want to be the time you need,  
To be who you are, to breathe.  
Tear down walls, your guard,  
Feel me say with every beat—  
This was hard, but you're okay.

[Chorus]  
Let this go, life’s not on repeat.  
Skip the pain, feel love’s embrace.  
The things I wish for you to see,  
But it’s just me—this is all I can be.

[Verse 3]  
Take you away from this place,  
From memories of past mistakes.  
You and I, nowhere to go—  
We hold each other close,

[Verse 4]  
I wish I could light up your soul,  
Show the world your amazing glow.  
Embrace something new and unknown.  
Start this chapter with open arms—

[Pre-Bridge]  
But I’ll stand with you when you’re sore.  
Be there to lean on when you need a little more.

[Bridge]  
I can’t move mountains or seas—  
It’s just me, all that I can be.  
I can’t buy you a castle or a car.

[Chorus – Reprise]  
But imagine how far we could get.  
With you and me, together we’re strong.  
To know you’re not alone, to have hope—  
To grow, take the paths less known.

[Outro]  
It’s just me—that’s what I have.  
It’s just me, babe. That’s all I am.  
If it’s tomorrow, if it’s today—  
I’m here in whatever way.




This is all I can be

🔻 Song Insight – If a Narcissist Had a Heart
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a cautionary nursery rhyme dressed in circus clothes. It's a satirical swing at the emotional devastation left in the wake of a narcissist—wrapped in Seuss-like rhythm, carnival sounds, and a maniacally cheerful delivery. The track juxtaposes whimsy with psychological horror, inviting listeners to laugh and flinch. Every rhyme conceals a truth; every bounce carries a bruise.

Beneath the jester’s grin is a call to survivors: you are not crazy. Narcissists are emotional illusionists—rewriting reality, charming crowds, and leaving chaos in their absence. This song offers solidarity through absurdity, exposing the cycle of manipulation with theatrical flair. Think of it as an exorcism in rhyming couplets… with a tuba.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro – Narrator voice, cartoon tone]
If a narcissist had a heart...
He wouldn't know where to start.
He’d call the press, he’d strike a pose,
And sob on camera—God only knows.

[Verse 1]
“It’s better now! I’ve changed, I swear!”
He weeps into the velvet chair.
The news loops play him night and day—
The man who felt, then ran away.

[Verse 2]
But don’t be fooled by mournful gleam,
He edits out what’s in between.
Behind the charm and half-baked tears—
Are stolen years and gaslit fears.

[Bridge]
Through haunted woods and smoky haze,
He drains your light, rewrites your days.
Watch your kids, your keys, your mind—
Before he leaves you two steps blind.

[Verse 3]
You can wash the horse, you can feed the pig,
But this clown’s jig is his own rig.
The facts are sharp, the lies are glue—
You’ll lose yourself before he’s through.

[Chorus]
Run, run, run—don’t wait, don’t stay!
He’ll paint your soul in shades of gray.
You thought it’s love? You thought he cared?
That scream you heard? No one was there.

[Outro]
What’s in store? Chaos galore.
He’s off again—another score.
Save yourself and step aside—
You can’t fix someone who just… lied.

🔻 Personal Reflection
I wrote this with a smirk… and a scar. It started as a joke—what if Dr. Seuss wrote a survival guide for people who dated narcissists? But as the rhyme flowed, so did the rage, the grief, and the absurdity of loving someone who only loved a mirror.

There was a time when I truly believed the apologies. The “new leaf” speeches. The declarations of change. I wanted to believe them. I needed to believe them, because the alternative was facing how far I’d been manipulated.

This song is for everyone who’s ever questioned their sanity after trusting someone who wore a human mask. It's for those who made excuses for monsters because they remembered the first act. And it’s for those who survived, even if they laughed their way out of the fire.

It’s comedy, sure—but satire is truth screaming in a clown suit. And I’ve earned the right to laugh now.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a bold turn in the 4Me2BeFree journey—leaning into theatrical satire without losing the emotional core. This project is about transforming raw truth into immersive soundscapes, whether that truth is beautiful, brutal, or bizarre. Every song is a scene, every lyric a spotlight.

Through comedy, darkness, and cinematic chaos, 4Me2BeFree creates songs that don’t just play—they perform. The goal? To offer catharsis for those who’ve lived through manipulation, heartbreak, and self-erasure—and to do it with rhythm, rhyme, and one hell of a grin.

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If a Narcissist Had a Heart

🔻 SONG INSIGHT
“This Is Me” is a thunderclap of unapologetic self-love and stage-commanding energy. It’s not just a performance — it’s a coronation. This track doesn’t beg for your approval; it struts past your doubt in heels made of stardust and sweat. Every lyric is a spotlight confession, every beat a pulse of truth. It captures what it feels like to own your power after someone tried to shrink you, twist you, or make you question your shine.

From cosmic flexes to poetic burns, the track walks the line between humor and raw defiance — a celebration of survival, reinvention, and queer brilliance. It’s for anyone who’s ever been underestimated… and came back with a mic drop.

🔻 LYRICS
[Verse 1]
You said you needed time
I was waiting around for hours
You said you had to find yourself
I didn’t even know you were missing

[Pre-Chorus]
You lost your way — and that’s okay
Somehow...
You still found...
Me

[Chorus]
This is who I am, and that’s the best
A flawless man... some cosmic shit
While you're stuck in second place
I’m moonwalking through outer space
So don’t you cry when you miss me
Even my flaws
Look good on this

[Verse 2]
You tried to dim what’s inside
Baby, I’m the northern lights
I gave you time, I gave you grace
And still I won the human race

[Pre-Chorus 2]
You keep slipping, I just glide
Every mirror’s on my side

[Chorus]
This is who I am, and that’s a gift
A perfect storm that always lifts
You play the game, I changed the rules
I broke the mold and made it cool
So go ahead, embrace your myth
Even my flaws
Look good on this

[Bridge]
I’m not just a man
I’m a message
If loving myself is wrong
Then I’ll write a song
About how right I am

[Final Chorus – Modulated]
This is who I am, and that’s a gift
Ego-sculpted, heaven-kissed
You chase the dream, I am the dream
Your greatest thought, your silent scream
So write it down, tattoo your wrist
Even my flaws
Look good on this

[Outro]
You’re welcome

🔻 PERSONAL REFLECTION
I didn’t always believe I could say things like this — out loud. For years, I gave my light away in tiny pieces, hoping someone else would tell me I was enough. But no one can crown you if you don’t show up like royalty first.

"This Is Me" came from the rubble of that realization. It’s camp, it’s glitter, it’s truth with fangs. It’s the voice I wish I had when I was younger — the one that didn’t apologize for being too much. This song is a mirror I built for myself. And when I looked into it, I finally saw someone worth fighting for.

So yeah — this is me. And that’s the gift.

🔻 4ME2BEFREE
At 4Me2BeFree, every song is a cinematic confession. We don’t write to entertain — we write to transform. Whether it’s heartbreak or power, loss or glittering defiance, we chase the truth until it sings.

"This Is Me" isn’t just a track. It’s a stage. A pulse. A reclamation. And most importantly, it’s yours too — if you’ve ever had to fight to be seen.

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This is Me

🔻 Song Insight
“Dark Surprise – Not My Town” is a descent into the inner chaos that lingers after betrayal, trauma, and the kind of self-exile that isn’t always visible from the outside. It’s not a clean break. It’s a spiral — one lined with static memories, fractured timelines, and buried rage.

The track weaves y industrial textures with haunting cinematic layers, pulling listeners into a world where the lines between pain and numbness blur. Each verse is a confession — not polished, not filtered, but jagged and breathless. The chorus, almost melodic, lets the smoke rise, showing the aftermath of falling for something that was never real to begin with.

It’s about getting buried alive in a version of yourself you no longer recognize — and realizing, too late, that the town, the love, the identity… was never truly yours. “Dark Surprise” isn’t about closure — it’s about the slow, spiraling process of owning your own exit.

🔻 Lyrics
Intro:
Main Voice – Spoken:
I don’t run from the truth...
I just bury it deeper.
Dual Voice – Whispered, y:
You're not fooling anyone.

Verse 1 – Rap:
I go to speak — my words free fall
Like drops on skin, no catch at all
Swimming through memories trapped in walls
I hide inside... just static calls

Glued inside my self-made cell
Falling back, say it’s all just hell
Pretend the pain is time I spend
Away from a self I won't defend

Pre-Chorus :
Surrounded by ghosts that drain
Every spark, every vein
That burn displaced my name
Hope cracked like ice in pain

Chorus:
Love dove headfirst into mud
Lies spun tight like blood
Thick layers cracked under pressure
Smoke swirled, vortex took my center
Just words... but they never last

Verse 2 – Rap:
I’m feeling rage, tension — the place I’m in
Crossed paths with death, can’t pretend
Flirted with earth, ditch dug with a shrug
No trust... lost respect, no love

Dual Voice:
You didn’t care… you let it collapse…

Psycho sprint down dead-end tracks
Wish I missed those collapse attacks
Seeped in deep where lungs can’t breathe
Toxic air, no chance to leave

Bridge – Melodic, distorted :
Realms bend — this ain’t my timeline
Slide through glass, life in decline
Seconds bleed, countdown loud
This ain't my city. This ain't my crowd.

Chorus:
Love dove headfirst into mud
Lies spun tight like blood
Thick layers cracked under pressure
Smoke swirled, vortex took my center
Just words... but they never last

Verse 3 – Rap:
Ignoring what’s down don’t stop the spin
Buck up or fuck up, that’s how it begins
Roll the dice — land on eyes
Be your own dark surprise

Lock it up. Truth dies quiet.
Only you knew… we’re on the other side.

Outrol:
This isn’t me…
This ain’t my town…
You were never really here...



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Dark Surprise - Not My Town

🔻 Song Insight
“Everything Delirium” is a descent into fractured perception — that unshakable feeling that the world around you has shifted just enough to feel wrong. It’s not loud. It’s not obvious. It’s subtle, quiet, and crawling. Like waking up in your own life, only to realize the floor creaks differently, the air tastes off, and even the people around you are wearing slightly misaligned versions of themselves.

The song explores dissociation, trauma memory, identity distortion, and the surreal “post-event” state that many experience after psychological or emotional upheaval. It captures what it feels like to exist in-between dimensions — not metaphorically, but viscerally. Each verse blends glitch-inspired cadence with low spoken observations. The chorus slows into melodic dread, whispering that even the simplest things — roses, women, whisky — are now “tainted with lies.”

This is not about being lost. This is about knowing you’re not supposed to be here, and trying to hold onto the thread of who you were before reality bent.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
This ain't a dream...
It’s a rerun...
It’s all a rerun...

[Verse 1]
Glitch stutters echo through these halls
Reflections flicker — did I see that at all?
Time slips fast, I lose my grip
Dart through fractures that never quite fit

Truth or fiction — it's all the same
When the signal breaks, you forget your name
You say I'm twisted, I say it's true
But these are your eyes — not just my view

[Pre-Chorus]
Atmosphere's twisted. The oxygen cursed.
I knew instinctively — this world had reversed.
Drawn to a throne made of counterfeit stone,
Where truth screams out in a fractured tone.

[Chorus]
Everything tastes forbidden
The roses, the women, hidden
The doorways, the whisky — tainted with lies
I'm trapped in a realm that forsakes me now
Everything tastes forbidden...
And I know I'm not delirious
I’m Delirium undone

[Verse 2]
I never said "they're here," I said "they changed"
Power flipped — the frequencies rearranged
Keep your mind open, but don't blink twice
This ain't your life — it's a loop in disguise

My past was real… then it blinked, then it's gone
I was the pawn — moved, used, then withdrawn
Masks too tight, they pretended just fine
But what's underneath? Pure dread in design

[Pre-Chorus]
Atmosphere's twisted. The oxygen cursed.
I knew instinctively — this world had reversed.
Drawn to a throne made of counterfeit stone,
Where truth screams out in a fractured tone.

[Chorus – Repeat]
Everything tastes forbidden
The roses, the women, hidden
The doorways, the whisky — tainted with lies
I'm trapped in a realm that forsakes me now
Everything tastes forbidden...
And I know I'm not delirious
I’m Delirium undone

[Bridge]
The sounds are sharp. The lights — too clean.
The colors wrong, like a haunted dream
You think I'm crazy? Then maybe I should…
'Cause I don't belong

[Outro]
This isn't your street… this isn't your name…
Everything's shifted… but you're still the same…
Who are you?

You've reached the edge of perception.

[Final Chorus]
Everything tastes forbidden
The roses, the women, hidden
The doorways, the whisky — tainted with lies
I'm trapped in a realm that forsakes me now
Everything tastes forbidden...
And I know I'm not delirious


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Dark Surprise – Everything Delirium

🔻 Song Insight
“Dark Surprise – The Loop-Hole” is a haunting exploration of psychological fragmentation and the quiet devastation of being lost within your own mind. At its core, the song captures the surreal, shifting experience of navigating emotional trauma, memory loss, and disassociation—where time becomes a spiral and identity fractures with each echo of the past. The lyrics unravel like pages of a journal from a reality that’s coming apart. It's a plea to escape a life that no longer feels lived, only remembered through broken reflections and stuttering timelines.

As the story unfolds, listeners are pulled into a dreamlike dimension where the narrator’s sense of self warps and collapses under the weight of emotional distortion. This isn’t just about grief or heartbreak—it’s about the terrifying feeling of no longer recognizing yourself in the mirror and the unbearable question: what if I never come back?

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro – Spoken]
I fell asleep and I said goodnight...
but I never said goodbye.

[Verse 1]
I'm feeling wrong and upside-down
What once felt right—now drags me down
I was rising, but I couldn’t see
A gaslight burned where truth should be

[Verse 2]
I felt the shift deep in my chest
Displaced from time, denied my rest
Scribbled moments across my spine
Scratched-out ink, no longer mine

[Chorus]
It’s a loop-hole stuck… it’s me
Can’t speak to what I cannot see
Blinders on, keep steering wrong
Switching lanes, pretending strong

[Spoken]
His skin is the same as my reflection...
but his heart is empty.

[Verse 3]
People stare, but no one speaks
I see a face that isn’t me
Lips move with a stranger's plea
Dreams of places I’ll never be

[Verse 4]
Tethered tight by broken bones
This isn’t me—I stand alone
Flashbacks pause, but never play
Screaming for my yesterdays

[Chorus]
It’s a loop-hole stuck… it’s me
Can’t speak to what I cannot see
Blinders on, keep steering wrong
Switching lanes, pretending strong

[Spoken]
Why do people do these things to one another...
and call it love?

[Bridge]
Making moves without a thought
Dragging shadows I never caught
Begging fate to cut the chain
I try—I try—but still remain
Now inside, it builds to rage

[Verse 5]
You chose the mask—I wore the pain
Ignored the soul you couldn't name
I’m crying from the place within
But without you… I never begin

[Chorus – Final]
It’s a loop-hole stuck… it’s me
Can’t speak to what I cannot see
Blinders on, keep steering wrong
Side-swiped dreams I don’t belong

[Spoken]
I had no clue what pain was…
until I felt what it was to be myself.

[Outro]
Stuck in a vertical dive
Falling through a fractured sky
A dreamer’s dream—just never to be
Always here… or what's left of me?

[Spoken – Final]
If this is not hell… then where am I?




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Dark Surprise - The Loop-Hole

🔻 Song Insight – Dirt Floors
At the edge of memory and metaphor, “Dirt Floors” is a reckoning—an anthem for anyone who lost themselves in someone else’s world and barely made it back.

Carrying the weight of unspoken trauma, the song peels back what it means to live in quiet erasure. Inspired by a childhood story and the intimacy of a toxic relationship, “Dirt Floors” is a confessional landscape. Each lyric echoes the ache of normalized abuse, lingering guilt, and the erosion of self-worth.

[Verse 1]  
I claim my dirt floor—  
A pittance paid before.  
You act like I’ve got nerve,  
Like this can't be my war.

[Verse 2]  
It's been clear,  
I've walked these halls before.  
Pain echoes off the walls—  
But I walk it once more.

[Pre-Chorus]  
This can't be home.  
I'm haunted when I'm alone.  
If this is just my “before,”  
Where’s the after I’m owed?

[Verse 3]  
With soul bent and beaten,  
I buried what was taken.  
Still chasing what was clean—  
But it never stayed for long.

[Chorus]  
Dirt floors where I crash and burn,  
Refused to bend, refused to learn.  
Fool’s gold lined the gate—  
And I bowed to what was fake.

[Verse 4]  
Red flags bleached to white,  
I blurred the line of sight.  
Gray clouds began to bloom—  
Every silence spelled my doom.

[Verse 5]  
Built on lies, not stone,  
It wasn’t just my crying alone.  
The script flipped as it dried—  
And I just watched it die.

[Bridge]  
Somewhere in the mourning,  
The tar began to spread.  
Told myself it wasn’t real—  
But everything I touched turned black.  
Every truth I swallowed came back.

I was living someone else’s name.  
Not clean. Not whole.  
Not me.  
Joy turned to grayscale,  
Even the light got washed away.

[Verse 6]  
I drew maps to my unknown—  
A place I used to roam.  
No sirens, no parade—  
Just a shadow pulling me away.

[Verse 7]  
Out of sight, I found my mind.  
But the shrapnel still designed  
A quiet war inside my chest—  
Each breath now second-guessed.

[Verse 8]  
You can’t unpull a trigger.  
Words cut and linger.  
Shards in silence—  
No more postponing  
What always ends up spoken.

[Verse 9]  
I'd rather walk this road alone,  
Under bridges made of bone.  
Not sticks, not stone—  
But words poured raw from me.  
That was the house.  
That was the key.

[Chorus – Reprise]  
Still, I sweep a floor  
That won’t stay clean.  
But these walls—  
They stand from everything  
I've lost, I've loved,  
And all I’ve done  
To come undone.

[Outro – Spoken]  
Falling ain’t failing.  
It’s just new direction.  
Don’t let the lies that flew by  
Become your reflection.  
This ain’t holy ground—  
It’s war.  
And we fight  
With what we carry.  
Keep your fire.  
Lose the shame.  
You’re more than  
What you stayed for.

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one gutted me to write. Not because it points fingers—but because it doesn’t.

My mother once told me a story about having a shack in heaven with dirt floors while others had mansions. She meant it as a parable, but I took it as truth—that even in the afterlife, some of us would still live on the outskirts.

Later, I found myself in a relationship that chipped away at me piece by piece. Where even love felt like punishment. Where identity warped until I couldn’t tell if I was surviving or fading.

I didn’t want this song to list sins. I wanted it to hold them. I wanted it to feel like what it’s like to be gaslit, to normalize cruelty, to wonder if a place that once felt like home ever truly was.

This is for anyone who questioned their worth inside a relationship.
Anyone who stayed too long because leaving meant rewriting the only story they knew.

I’m still sweeping those dirt floors.
But now, they’re mine. And that matters.

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Dirt Floors

🔻 This Is Not A Bath House
by 4Me2BeFree

🔻 Song Insight
At the intersection of club chaos and hotel policy violation, “This Is Not A Bath House” is a blistering queer satire masquerading as a dance-floor anthem. With bold verses, glitchy FX, and a cast of eccentric characters causing mayhem in a Marriott lobby, the song holds a disco ball up to the absurdity of repression, judgment, and the uncontainable joy of queer expression.

But beneath the confetti-covered mess and towel-clad twinks, there’s a deeper commentary on the need for safe spaces, chosen family, and the unapologetic act of taking up space. It’s a rebellion set to a remix — a tongue-in-cheek riot that refuses to be quiet.

Infused with camp, courage, and comedy, this song isn’t just about a wild night — it’s about belonging in the places that tell you you don’t.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]  
[spoken]  
Excuse me—sir, this is a Marriott… not a bathhouse

[Verse 1]  
It’s just a Tuesday, but the lobby’s packed  
Room keys flashin’ like a Vegas hack  
Checked in for sleep? That’s cute, sweet pea  
But room 512’s got a lube station—err-kay

[Pre-Chorus]  
*moan* down the hallway  
Someone brought a DJ?  
I came for rest and a fruit parfait  
Now it’s Mrs. Prada doing the valet

[Chorus]  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Why’s there glitter in the ice machine?  
Who brought lube to the business lounge?  
Someone left heels in the limousine!  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Not a circuit party on the 17th floor  
If you’re gonna get freaky, “invite me in” or shut the door—  
And tip the maid wiping lube off the headboard

[Verse 2]  
Room spray masking cologne and shame  
Boys in towels actin’ like it’s a game  
Group text says “suite 911”  
That’s not a code, that’s just how gays have fun

[Pre-Chorus]  
Champagne in the ice bin  
Daddies in the fitness gym  
“Is this your robe?” “No babe, it’s his.”  
How did I end up on this guest list?

[Interlude]  
Female Voice: Jim, you said this was your work party!  
Male Voice: Uh… I mixed up the invites!  
Female Voice: What?!

[Chorus]  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Why’s there steam comin’ out the vent?  
Somebody booked a honeymoon suite  
With seven men and no intent!  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Not a poppers convention with late checkout  
I just wanted cable and a side of sleep—  
Now it’s “Eyes Wide Shut” without the clout

[Bridge]   
We said “keep it low-key”  
But gays don’t do low…  
Not even the lights are straight in here

[Rap Break]  
Grindr glitchin’—whole hotel shakin’  
Bubble-butt prime, my knees ain’t fakin’  
Grade-A cheeks in a towel unfoldin’  
Unlocked pics got this hallway golden  
Little Jimmy lurkin’—floatin’ past  
Claims he’s hung? Let’s put that to the test  
Door swings open—he’s wearin’ a grin  
I’m like: dismount me proper, then check me in

[Final Chorus]  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
But the gays—yeah, we make it our own  
From the rooftop bar to the ice machine—  
Every room’s a glitter zone!  
This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
But tell that to the guy in the jockstrap thong  
If housekeeping knocks, don’t answer…  
[spoken] Unless he’s cute

[Outro Skit]  
Front Desk: I hope all of “these gays” know they’re not getting their deposits back  
Queen 1: Ew, honey, we’re not into that kind of kink, mm-kay?  
Queen 2: Speak for yourself—where do we pick that up?  
Front Desk: What? This is a Marriott, not a bathhouse!  
Queens (together): Well… it *was* last night!  





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This Is Not A Bath House

🔻 Song Insight – “I’m in Pieces” by 4Me2BeFree
“I’m in Pieces” is a devastating ballad that captures the moment when grief stops whispering and starts screaming. It’s the kind of song that doesn’t ask for your attention—it commands it. With haunting lyrics and stripped-to-the-bone vulnerability, this track pulls us into the aftermath of loving someone who self-destructs, leaving behind shattered promises, tangled memories, and the weight of things unsaid.

Set against a cinematic country backdrop, it tells the story of someone sitting alone on the edge—both literally and emotionally—piecing together fragments of a broken relationship. Each verse is a scar. Each chorus, a confession. There’s no clean closure here, no polished Hallmark goodbye. Just real grief, messy love, and the ache of knowing you weren’t enough to save someone who didn’t want saving.

This isn’t just a song—it’s a eulogy for what could’ve been.

🔻 Lyrics – “I’m in Pieces”
[Verse 1]
Without you here, it's the silence I feared
I found our rings — my diamond still clear
Slipped it on just to remember you're gone
But lips can't speak when it's been too long

[Verse 2]
Now here I sit on the edge, and I'm in pieces
Pieces, it's true — I’m broken because of you
I had said “I do,” but I was never enough
A shattered heart was all I got from loving you

[Verse 3]
I wish I knew the hard parts were just the start
The reckless nights, the stupid fights
I only wanted your love to see my worth
To make something mean more than your words

[Bridge]
But here I am at the end with a jealous start
Healing’s the only part I can’t understand
This broken earth in hand…
You could’ve been my man
I wish you could see
I just wanted to be a friend

[Verse 4]
Clouds bloom from heaven’s tears
I saw you as more than what you did
Black case takes you away
And all I hear…
Are the words you said

[Breakdown – Spoken]
“I don’t love you anymore”

Walking away, you took the best parts of me
Casted on a crashing shore
I needed love like never before
You broke into my soul
Stole what I gave
And threw it to the wind — gone, never to return

[Chorus – Repeat x2]
Now here I sit on the edge, and I’m in pieces
Pieces, it’s true — I’m broken because of you
I had said “I do,” but I was never enough
A shattered heart was all I got from loving you

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one came out of nowhere—and all at once.

I was listening to another song I’d written and heard the phrase “I’m in pieces,” and suddenly I felt it hit me… hard. That wasn’t just a lyric. That was the truth. Five minutes later, “I’m in Pieces” was written. Not crafted—just... exhaled.

It came from the grief I carry from Matthew, from losing someone I thought I was going to grow old with. There’s something uniquely brutal about mourning a person who’s still alive—but no longer the person you loved. The anger, the silence, the self-blame—it all lives in this track. I didn’t write this to make art. I wrote it because my heart was spilling over and I didn’t know where else to put it.

This song is every unanswered phone call. Every final fight. Every “I love you” that came too late. And somehow, writing it helped me realize that being in pieces doesn't mean I'm not still here. It just means I'm real.


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I'm In Pieces

🎭 "FUCK IT –  Sale"
by 4Me2BeFree

🔻 Lyrics
Intro:  
Fuck it.  
“Basically fuck it.”  
“Why don’t you fuck it?”  
“Could you please fuck it?”  
“I would like to fuck it.”  
“Hi, excuse me yes ... FUCK IT.”

Chorus:  
One, two ... fucks for you  
Three, four ... fucks out the door  
Five, six ... it’s a clearance fix  
Welcome to the sale ... we’re selling it quick!  
FUCK IT.  
FUCK IT.  
EVERYBODY GET YOUR FUCK IT.

Verse 1:  
Why hello, pretty lady, could you...  
Well lookie here.  
Ahhh yes, this too?  
A certified fuck it, dear.  

Announcin’ now:  
*ding!* “This is your final call for Flight 404 to Nanfuckit.”  
Check your bags. Don’t check your feelings.  
It’s a one-way trip to healing.

Refrain:  
Family? FUCK IT.  
Friends? FUCK IT.  
Deadlines? FUCK IT.  
Daddy duties? Is he cute? …Fuck it.

Verse 2:  
No need to be seen. No need to be liked.  
Respect’s outdated, your Wi-Fi’s spiked.  
The kids? They look up to Twitch and tweets.  
Not role models ... just repeat beats.

Bridge:  
Oh no ... the world is changing!  
Rotation reversed...  
It’s all spinning...  
RIGHT  
AROUND  
YOU.

You tossed the kid.  
You tossed the wife.  
You tossed the truth ... and called it life.  
But guess what?  
It wasn’t addiction.  
It was permission.  
It was YOU.  
You, with a map, still driving off cliffs.  
You, calling it fate while flooring the gas.  
You, screaming “I couldn’t stop!”  
While holding the keys.

Final Chorus:  
One, two ... excuses brew  
Three, four ... hearts on the floor  
Five, six ... you called it love  
But you were just addicted to YOURSELF.  
FUCK IT.  
FUCK IT.  
EVERYBODY DROP YOUR FUCK IT.

Outro:  
We had it wrong.  
All of it.  
Maps in hand... still drove off cliffs.  
So fuck y’all.  
And goodnight.


🔻 Personal Reflection
I wanted to write something funny...because laughter’s what we reach for when the pain hits a little too close. But this isn’t just about comedy. It’s about how easily people walk away from everything that matters, blaming substances, stress, the system...anything but themselves.

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Fuck it.

🔻 Song Insight: Goodbye My Friend by 4Me2BeFree
Some goodbyes aren’t spoken—they’re felt in the silence, in the emptiness left behind.
Some friendships don’t end in distance, they end in destruction.

Goodbye My Friend is a song about betrayal, loss, and the weight of someone else’s darkness pulling you under. It’s about watching someone fall so deep into their own chaos that saving them would mean losing yourself. It’s about realizing that some battles aren’t yours to fight anymore.

The drums beat low. The shadows stretch long.
And sometimes, the only way to survive… is to let go.

Lyrics -
Verse 1
Tied me down, cut my throat,
Stole the voice I’ll never know.
Hope was taken, left in me,
A hollow core that can't break free.

Chorus
Walk without care, lies in your wake,
Nothing around will ever be safe.
Without a core, a guiding light,
No mercy, angels take flight.
Drums beaten low in a fire's glow,
Lambs fall silent, the shadows grow.
Your sickness takes hold,
And drags me down below.

Verse 2
Consuming what's within,
My soul begins to thin.
Eyes that pierce with absent light,
Breathing fear into the night.
An evil glance, I claw, I fight,
Held beneath your weight and might.

Bridge
Saving your soul, I have to let go,
I see you fall, black cloak and all.
You spiral and drown, deeper you go,
Down through the earth, to the place below.

Chorus
Walk without care, lies in your wake,
Nothing around will ever be safe.
Without a core, a guiding light,
No mercy, angels take flight.
Drums beaten low in a fire's glow,
Lambs fall silent, the shadows grow.
Your sickness takes hold,
And drags me down below.

Outro
Hopeless, I can no longer stall,
Goodbye, my friend,
Goodbye from us all.

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Goodbye, My Friend  v2

🔻 Song Insight
“Flipping Nickels” is a raw, cinematic reflection on grief, regret, and the quiet gamble we take with love and loss. At its core, this song isn’t about death in the physical sense—it’s about the spiritual erasure of someone who was once everything. Through haunted melodies and layered vocal textures, 4Me2BeFree walks the line between memory and finality, wrestling with the cost of connection and the inevitability of letting go.

Lyrically, the song unspools like an emotional autopsy: not just of a partner, but of a version of the self that died with them. From the opening lines mourning “the man who was mine” to the final refrain of “Flipping nickels,” there’s a recurring tension between choice and chance, as if healing were a coin toss away. The vocal hums—soft, pained, resigned—wrap around the verses like a ghost that won’t leave the room.

Each section is a step deeper into personal reckoning: the anger, the longing, the confrontation of truths once buried. But it doesn’t settle for sorrow. It finds its own strange power in survival. In knowing when to say goodbye, even if the goodbye was never given.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Ohhh
Mmm–Yeaaah
I shouldn't worry
I shouldn't cry
That man who was mine… yeah, he died
It’s not that simple
It’s not very kind
The way he left
The way he lied
He paid the price
That much is true
But in the end
What was left to prove

[Verse 1]
He had it easy
Some say he won
Lived a life
And had it all nice
A home, a family—
Streets paved in easy
But it came to end
On the back of a hazy evening

[Verse 2]
I used to be angry
I used to dream
I wanted what we had
I wanted to be free
I wanted life and laughter
But in the end
I just wanted to be loved
Something he couldn't give

[Chorus]
We used to fight
We used to yell
He saw a way
But it led to hell
He played the game
He thought he’d win
But in the end
He’s gone
And I begin

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah

[Bridge]
Fight for love, the forever after…
Or give in to the other side
But you have to pay in time
The rules are clear
He said “there’s no other way”
So he paid
He said goodnight
He said goodbye
He locked the door
After that...
It was him no more

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah

[Verse 3 – Harmony]
His smell still lingers in the air
I haven’t seen him in years
Maybe he’s passing through
Maybe stopped by
But the truth is…
He was never that guy

[Verse 4]
Maybe it’s his spirit
The one on the inside
I may never have an answer

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah

[Verse 5]
It’s not in this glass
Or the burn I chase
Not in the ice
Or his fall from grace
It’s not in silence
Or the lies I forgave
If this is fate…
Then damn this place

[Bridge]
When the toll comes
We don't want to dance alone
But if it's your soul they want
It’s better they have none

[Outro]
So I stay on my side
Flipping nickels
’Cause you never know
When it’s your time…
Your time to let go
Or their time to say goodbye

Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah
Mmm–Yeaaah


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Flipping Nickels

Is there anyone out there_

Song Insight – The Cinderella Syndrome Project

A whimsical trio born from playful ideas that turned into full-blown productions. That’s Peculiar, You Being Alive, To Be Courted By Just You, and Your Chest, A Canvas Where Light Is Drawn (Kingdom Duet) are over-the-top in all the right ways — lush Disney-style arrangements, theatrical storytelling, and just enough oddball charm to make you grin. Part comedy, part cinematic spectacle, all crafted to sound good enough to play on repeat. Whether you’re dressing up, dressing down, or just need a soundtrack for your own fairytale moment, Cinderella Syndrome has you covered.



LOVED BY YOU - Cinderella Syndrome

Song Insight – The Cinderella Syndrome Project
A whimsical trio born from playful ideas that turned into full-blown productions. That’s Peculiar, You Being Alive, To Be Courted By Just You, and Your Chest, A Canvas Where Light Is Drawn (Kingdom Duet) are over-the-top in all the right ways — lush Disney-style arrangements, theatrical storytelling, and just enough oddball charm to make you grin. Part comedy, part cinematic spectacle, all crafted to sound good enough to play on repeat. Whether you’re dressing up, dressing down, or just need a soundtrack for your own fairytale moment, Cinderella Syndrome has you covered.

That's Peculiar You Being Alive - Cinderella Syndrome  (NSFW) (18+)

This Could Be Kingdom Duet - Cinderella Syndrome

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

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