workkkk hard
pay offf
i cant ever take a day off
bitch i pitch it then we play ball
like im blitzing in the play offs
 
u gotta work hard
thats ur fucking flaw
tear me apart
treat me like im ra

work hard or get lost
i dont want to live this life without a cause
practicing a ritual cut myself no gauze
give me what i want like u r my special santa clawz

nothing means everything to a fleshy human
traveling the ocean on a shipment that is too big
so i work hard
so i work hard

cutmeup _ wrk hrd _ prod sk3tch _ album _ leak

This song dives headfirst into the murky territory of self-sabotage, mental health and vulnerability. But this isn’t some moral sermon. Instead, RAW plays out as a conversation, a push and pull with a loved one who delivers the hard truths.

Lyrics:
Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie,
There's no escape.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

Wrestling the demons inside it's like RAW,
Run but there's nowhere to hide
I can't stop,
Gone like a thief in the night
Who take off,
If it rains know a flood gonna rise
I play god.
She's like 'why you tryna sabotage?
Got the world in the palm of your hand
And you pass it off.
Plus you shine too bright to be blending in,
So why you walk around in your camouflage?
Yeah why you tryna fuck it up?
I know things be weighing on your mind
So you lift it up,
But you always end up coming down,
And you been on this shit for days, when is it enough?'

Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie,
There's no escape.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

And I can see my face in a scary place,
Too much on my plate that's like every day,
Trip to outer space don't know where it take,
‘Nah this is madness’
She like 'come on you can't tell me you're content with average.'
I said 'really baby I was born to be a savage,
I can live without a shower
I don't need a mattress,
All these material objects are extra baggage.'
'Huh,' she said 'you're smart but you're dumb as fuck,
You waste your time every time and you push your luck,
Getting faded and then feeling rough,
So don't ask me why you're always falling in a rut.'
Damn.

Summer nights,
Winter days,
Can't see the light,
Don't know my name,
And I'm so tired, ill, afraid,
Living a lie.

Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW
Wrestling the demons inside
It's like RAW

In a world full of noise, chaos, and distraction, God Still Speaks Today is a heartfelt reminder that His voice hasn’t gone silent—we’ve just stopped listening. This moving country gospel ballad carries a message of stillness, surrender, and the power of prayer. With stirring verses, a soul-searching bridge, and a chorus that gently urges us back to the quiet place where God speaks, this song resonates deeply with those seeking peace and purpose.

Perfect for fans of reflective worship music and classic Southern Gospel sounds with a modern country touch. Let the lyrics lead you back to that sacred silence where you’ll find hope, healing, and the whisper of God’s voice.

God Still Speaks Today

Are you tired of riding the rollercoaster of emotions in your walk with God? Join Shayne Holesgrove as he tackles one of the most real struggles believers face - doubt. Whether you feel dry, distant, or unsure of God’s presence, this message will anchor your soul in unchanging truth. 

You’ll discover how even giants like John the Baptist battled with doubt, and how Jesus responded - not with condemnation, but by pointing him back to Scripture. This isn’t about hyping you up - it’s about grounding you. With powerful insights, rich Scripture, and practical steps, you’ll learn how to walk by faith, not by feeling. 

If you’ve ever asked, “Where is God when I don’t feel Him?”—this teaching is for you. Let truth recalibrate your heart, and step into unwavering confidence in what Christ has done.

Faith Over Feelings - The Christian Life Part 6 - Shayne Holesgrove (Rondebosch)

Need You Like I do

Needed You ft. D8 (prod. CVRNVTE):

Santi:
Uhh
Okay okay
Away away
Uhh

I wanna see the world
I wanna take the world
You gon be by my side baby, yea let's take it girl
You can't see the way, girl, I'll pave the way
Ain't no problems in this life, we're stronger everyday
I'll save you if anyone's tryin' to take you away
I won't let you get away

D8:
Let’s start this world baby let’s see how it goes
I'm tryin' to get you out the picture, you know
'Til we're old, you know you're my bae for sure
It’s you and I baby, yea we were the ones
I'm tryna get out the friendzone, you’ll come
Or you’ll stay… will I be okay…. tonight
What I'd do without you, no more
Think back to the ways you made me feel… all those
times, like a deal to seal…
Was any of it real, I'm trying to say…
'Cuz bae it's cool, you know that I'll be okay….
The way that I really feel, I know that you'll be
okay, but if anything's real, I think I'll stay
Girl, now I'm done with you, I need you more
than ever, we were the ones, you say you'll come back when I sing you this song
Was that a lie or the truth.
I'm tryna find my way back to you, without you my world collapses in two
In two, what would I do without you 'cuz girl…


I don't even sing the love songs no more
But when I'm with you, I still sing along
In the crowd, just us, 'til we're found

Santi:
Owowoah, Owowoah
I hate feelings 'cuz they feel like tidal waves
I hate feelings 'cuz they hit me in my face
I start drowning, but you're there and pull me out
You pull me out and save, girl, I have no doubt
I have no doubt that you're gon be there by my side
I have no doubt that you're gon be the one I ride or die for
My ride or die

You're my ride or die, I can't really die
You and me been intertwined, do you realize
I...
I...
don't care 'bout what they got because I know you are mine

I put bracelets on, the one you gave me long ago
We gon take this world, so the whole world I gotta show
Who I belong to and who I want to spend my whole life with
'Cause this whole world that's gotta know

And I saw it all inside your eyes, the emotion when you saw mine
It's just a matter of time

Time time, and I know I say it a lot, but I got time time time
That I will spend all of it with you, and I know you think it's not true
But I had to make moves, and I had to do me too
And then I met you, I met you, what a blessing that was, girl, I really needed you

Girl, I really needed you
Girl, I really need you
I needed you

Needed You ft. D8

Sometimes The Trains Don't Roll
© 2011 by Eric Carl Dahl

I’m not so sure
He’s wrong and everyone else is right.
You all sound so righteous and so pure
But I won’t choose sides tonight.

Sometimes the trains don’t roll
Sometimes the trains don’t roll
Sometimes things get out of control
And the trains don’t roll, the trains don’t roll.

Maybe he crossed some lines that bend
But he always stood strong by my side.
So now when his troubles just won’t end
Am I supposed to run and hide?

Sometimes the trains don’t roll
Sometimes the trains don’t roll
Sometimes things get out of control
And the trains don’t roll, the trains don’t roll.

I don’t think it’s anyone’s place
To take pride in another man’s loss
And I don’t like the cold smile crossing your face
As he falls down hard carrying his own cross.

Sometimes the wrong hand takes the nail
Sometimes the power lines fail
Sometimes when the wind blows too stale
The ships don’t sail.

Sometimes the trains don’t roll
Sometimes the trains don’t roll
Sometimes things get out of control
And the trains don’t roll, the trains don’t roll.

Live By Your Word

Sometimes The Trains Don't Roll

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Find It
© 2011 by Eric Dahl

The sunrise shines through a closet door,
And your clothes light up like gods.
Will you be here tonight,
what are the odds?

I can’t fix it if nothing’s wrong
I can’t find it if nothing’s there
Been waiting but the wait is long
Gotta come up for air.

Once got this lost
Trying to find my way to a freeway.
Saw roads I knew
But I couldn’t let myself turn.
You can go the wrong way
If you’re headstrong
Across the whole city,
Saying the next light’s the one
The signs are all wrong
And these tears don’t burn.

I will mend you
With breakthrough medicine.
I’ll defend you at the dark edge of the sea.
I’ll pretend I know who I am
Disguised in my own clothes
So you’ll have someone strong as I should be.

Find it—what’s wrong?
Fix it—what’s there?
Been waiting but the wait is long
Gotta come up for air.
Find it—

Find It

Doubt

9K x Doubt

Twenty One Pilots - Doubt (Alternate Version)

Loneliness fills every corner after they disappear.
Echoes in empty rooms remind the speaker of broken trust.
Mellow 808s, deep hi-hats, and a blue-tinted mood.
The struggle is internal, searching for closure in stillness.
The cost of love is learned through silence and memory.

Empty Rooms

Neon blue emptiness in a lonely apartment scene.
Memories flicker like static on broken TVs.
Male vocals lay bare isolation and defeat.
Each echo deepens the ache of lost love.
The room stays empty, but the pain lingers.

Empty rooms, empty heart

i am the REAL lifelover123..., any other people with thet name as me are imposters! just say ing. real account rite here

It is the stories and our imagination that give life and meaning to this world. And because I love music ... that it questions, that it awakens, that it intrigues, that it disturbs, that it moves... beyond the boundaries of genres ... This project is an expectation, a research in embryo ("one man band"), and the exploration - being for the moment totally free to leave the field - of the possibilities open to changing inspiration and protean nonconformism ... I admit that it is not easy to enter, and I thank all the more those who took the time to stop and listen to some of these stories ...

Born in the U.S.
Raised in Australia
Chill Rap + Sample-Heavy Beats
Forever an Outcast

Independent music producer & artist.
Hip-hop, rap, beats.
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Eric Dahl is a songwriter with ties to the state of Washington on both sides of the Cascade mountains. He was born in Colville in the northeastern corner of the state. His father was a teacher from Spokane who soon moved with his family to western Washington. Dahl’s mother is a native of Leavenworth with relatives in the Wenatchee Valley. Eric grew up in Kent and south Seattle, but thanks to his maternal grandfather and uncles, he worked in the Leavenworth fruit orchards and hiked from an early age in the Cascade Mountains to the high lakes. Later he studied and published poetry at Whitman College in Walla Walla, the University of Washington in Seattle, and at Oxford University where he was awarded the Isis Poetry Prize.

Writing and Producing because of God's grace.  My sole purpose is to spread God's love, joy, and hope.  If one song touches one life...I have accomplished my goal.  I hope you find comfort in listening to some of these songs...mostly country and bluegrass gospel, but I do go off the reservation once in a while.  Hope you enjoy and God Bless!

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I started making music a few months ago. Hopefully I don't get corrupt. :)

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