When it breaks but there ain’t no brakes you hold on tight

When the wheel keeps spinnin in the dead of night

When the world starts hittin like a bar room fight

You keep your boots down heavy and your jaw locked right

When it breaks but there ain’t no brakes

This ongoing project rises from heart, soul, curiosity, experience — and a couple of programs that help me piece it all together. Share if you care! :)
Rap, trap, indie, grunge, country, trance — just some of the sounds I’ve been shaping along the way.

My music changes with the day. No plan, no limits — just feeling, rhythm, and the joy of creating something that might make someone else feel too.
Thanks for being here — check out my other pages if you want to dive deeper. Q&A in the mail please.

When it breaks but there ain’t no brakes

Dr. Foss