Stunning voice and melody! Sweet arangement!

pop punk/rock

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Hot Wired Heart's

Another weekend

Another Weekend

This song is about the frustrations and betrayals that artists face in the digital age, particularly with music streaming platforms like SoundCloud. I was recently hit hard when my total play count suddenly dropped by half, with hundreds of plays vanishing from each song seemingly overnight. I've heard about three other artists that have had this happen to them as well.  It was a stark reminder of the lack of control and transparency artists have over their own work. The lyrics highlight the issues of transparency and fairness in counting streams and paying royalties, and how these systems can be manipulated to the detriment of the artists. It's a call to action, demanding justice and fairness for creators, and emphasizing the importance of honesty and integrity in the way our work is valued and compensated. 

This song is a protest against SoundCloud's exploitation of artists and a plea for a more equitable system that respects the value of our work. 

Let me know with a comment, if this has happened to you as well. I emailed SC but never received a reply as usual. 😡


LYRICS: 

[Verse 1]
In the shadows, numbers fade
A silent theft, a hidden shade
Hundreds of thousands, a count so fine
Now halved in an instant, left to decline 

[Pre-Chorus 1]
A cry in the void, a scream unheard
As the truth is twisted, and the lies are blurred 

[Chorus]
Fractured counts, a deceitful game
Playing with the truth, and the artist's claim
We're lost in the haze, of a fabricated fame
Fractured counts, a betrayal of the flame 

[Verse 2]
Months of silence, a meager pay
A measly amount, for a lifetime's sway
The system's broken, the trust is worn
As the counts are manipulated, and the truth is torn 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
A cry in the void, a scream unheard
As the truth is twisted, and the lies are blurred 

[Chorus]
Fractured counts, a deceitful game
Playing with the truth, and the artist's claim
We're lost in the haze, of a fabricated fame
Fractured counts, a betrayal of the flame 

[Verse 3]
SoundCloud's ledger, a dishonest page
Where our hard work's worth is rewritten in their stage
The fire that burns, within our hearts
Is fueled by passion, and a work of art 

[Bridge]
We're not just numbers, we're not just plays
We're the heartbeat, of a creative way
We're the voices, that speak to the soul
Don't silence us, don't take control 

[Chorus]
Fractured counts, a deceitful game
Playing with the truth, and the artist's claim
We're lost in the haze, of a fabricated fame
Fractured counts, a betrayal of the flame 

[Outro]
SoundCloud, your name is tied to shame
There should be justice, a reckoning to claim
Artists demand, a fair and honest share
You should do right by us, show you care.



Fractured Counts

Black Petals is about staying strong—even when life feels too heavy to carry. This track dives deep into some of the darkest moments I faced growing up, the kind that nearly broke me. But it’s also a reminder: there’s still beauty in the struggle. 🌑🌸

This beautiful beat was produced by the incredibly talented Eweezy, someone who’s believed in me since day one. He saw something in me I hadn’t even discovered yet—and for that, I’m forever grateful. 🙏🏽

Fun fact: The male adlib you hear in the second verse is my real brother—someone who literally saved my life when I no longer wanted to be here. Love you big bro… always. 🖤

Black Petals (Prod. Eweezy)

My Auntie lost her husband of over 60 years; she wanted me to write a Doo-Wop song for her...I said what do you want to call it? She said, "You're My Guy". 

[Verse 1]
In the Houston heat where the sun don't quit
You're my cool breeze my shady spot to sit
A good many try but none can compare
You're the song in my heart the wind in my hair

[Chorus]
You're my guy my favorite line
The melody I play on repeat every time
My favorite pastime my sweetest tune
With you every day feels brand new

[Verse 2]
Dusty boots and a wide Texas sky
You’re the reason I laugh the reason I smile
The clock spins slow but with you it flies
You’re my sunset glow my firework skies

[Chorus]
You're my guy my favorite line
The melody I play on repeat every time
My favorite pastime my sweetest tune
With you every day feels brand new

[Bridge]
If life’s a rodeo you’re my eight-second ride
If love’s a journey you’re my passenger side
You’re the song I hum when the world gets loud
My Texas star shining bright in the crowd

[Chorus]
You're my guy my favorite line
The melody I play on repeat every time
My favorite pastime my sweetest tune
With you every day feels brand new

You're My Guy

I’ve been behind the 8 ball, I’ve been down on my luck
It’s been a long hard winter, and I wanted to give up
But it’s sunnier in San Diego, there’s stars out in LA
And I heard you might strike gold if you get baptized in the Bay

I don’t know
Where I’ll go
You might be gone
But you still live on

When I get behind the wheel
And forget the headlights
You must’ve had to tell me
A hundred thousand times
Good grief, girl, turn ‘em on
I’d just laugh and roll my eyes
Now, when I look to the passenger seat
You’re not sitting where you should be
But it’s still so easy to see
You’re alive inside of me

There’s no water in the desert, there’s no beer in the Bible Belt
There’s no way up from rock bottom, at least, that was how it felt
But there’s rocket ships in Houston, there’s spurs in San Antone
Handsome cowboys down in Dallas and lots of space to roam

Just God knows
Where life goes
I have no clue
But I still feel you

When I get behind the wheel
where you showed me how to drive
and our song comes on the radio
I know you're still alive
‘Cause I’m singing every word
Like we did when I was five
Now when I look to the passenger seat
You’re not sitting where you should be
But it’s still so easy to see
You’re alive inside of me

Oh, I’m gonna make you proud
The world's out there and I’m coming for it
And I can hear you saying right now
“If your dream's waiting, baby, floor it”

So I get behind the wheel
And remember the headlights
I'm so glad you told me
A hundred thousand times
Good grief, girl, turn ‘em on
I just laugh and wipe my eyes
'Cause when I look to the passenger seat
You’re not sitting where you should be
But it’s still so easy to see
You’re alive inside of me

When I get behind the wheel
where you showed me how to drive
and this song comes on the radio
I know you're still alive 
You taught me to be a dreamer
and you taught me to survive
Now, when I look to the passenger seat
You’re not sitting where you should be
But it’s still so easy to see
You’re alive inside of me

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The Passenger Seat

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