This song is a heartfelt and intimate ballad that captures the longing and devotion of a romantic relationship. With emotional vulnerability, the lyrics express a deep desire for connection and permanence with the one you love. celebrating the transformative power of love and the beauty of innocence. 


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
I was so far from you
Yet to me you were always so close
I wanted to be where you 
Were

[Verse 2]
I was undone by the world
But I was built by the love of you
And I was waiting for you but I didn't know
It

[Verse 3]
You were always on the way
It was always her turn to be lucky this time
I knew it was you when you came

[Chorus]
Stay with me my darling
Stay with me my soul
Say you're here to stay
Stay and go nowhere again
Stay with me my darling
Stay with me my soul
Swore you'd come and stay
For all your days my Innocence

[Post-Chorus}
For all your days my Innocence
For all your days my Innocence
For all your days my Innocence

[Verse 4]
Lending me your tenderness
Vibrating through the strand of time unhindered by
Troubles or incidents
It's all evidence

[Chorus}
Stay with me my darling
Stay with me my soul
Say you're here to stay
Stay and go nowhere again
Stay with me my darling
Stay with me my soul
Swore you'd come and stay
For all your days my Innocence

[Outro]
And I can't fight it
No I can't hide it

Mm mm mm
I... I... can't hide it

My Innocence

Stay With Me

Une vie Dans La Crème Fouettée (2023 Original Version)

"Ballroom of Deceit" is my cry of outrage — a lament for truth, history, and decency buried under the rubble of corruption.
Trump said it “wouldn’t touch” the East Wing. He lied AGAIN. Now the White House — the People’s House — bleeds dust and memories while the wrecking claws tear through centuries of American heritage. All so one man could build himself a monument of ego: a golden ballroom for his own reflection. 

This isn’t just about architecture. It’s about arrogance.

About the hungry going unfed, the sick untreated, the poor ignored — while taxpayers’ money is burned for self-glorification. It’s about erasing history to build a lie. 

“Ballroom of Deceit” isn’t just a song — it’s a requiem for the truth. For every promise shattered, every voice silenced, every soul disgusted by what’s being done in our name. May the music remember what greed is trying to destroy. 

💥 Let the walls shake. Let the truth rise.


LYRICS:
[Verse 1]
He swore the walls would stand untouched,
Just shadows near the light,
But cranes are clawing history,
Through the hollow of the night.
Marble ghosts are crying out,
From the dust beneath our feet,
Truth lies buried with the stones,
And justice knows defeat. 

[Pre-Chorus 1]
He said it wouldn’t touch the heart,
But the cracks run deep inside—
In gilded halls of vanity,
The truth itself has died. 

[Chorus 1]
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Built on the bones of a promise betrayed.
The echoes of truth, drowned in the beat,
Of lies that the faithful parade.
History fades under glitter and glass,
And we pay for the sins of the past.
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where the ghosts of the people still weep. 

[Verse 2]
They said it wouldn’t cost a dime,
Yet taxpayers bleed once more,
While hunger grows in city streets,
And children beg at broken doors.
The sick still wait for healing hands,
As mansions rise for kings,
And classrooms crumble into dust,
While greed builds golden wings. 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
He said it wouldn’t take from us,
But we’re the ones who pay—
Each dollar burned in arrogance,
Could’ve saved a soul today. 

[Chorus 2]
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where opulence buries the pain.
The hungry cry beneath his feet,
While he dances in disdain.
History bleeds from a painted smile,
And truth is sold by the mile.
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where the people’s dreams retreat. 

[Verse 3]
They raze the walls of memory,
To carve his name in stone,
A monument to vanity,
A kingdom of his own.
The echoes of the East Wing fall,
Like prayers that go unheard,
Each shattered pane a testament,
To every broken word. 

[Bridge]
If greed had a heartbeat, it would sound like this—
Pounding over reason, drowning innocence.
Every brick a bullet, every dollar a sin,
When power feasts, the people grow thin.
Can’t you hear the ghosts still calling?
“Give back what was never yours.” 

[Chorus 3] 
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Where the chandeliers drip shame.
You can gild the rot beneath your feet,
But it still reeks just the same.
History weeps in a minor key,
While the nation pays the fee.
Welcome to the ballroom of deceit,
Built on arrogance, lies, and greed. 

[Outro]
So dance, oh king of ruin, dance—
Your mirror lies to you tonight.
When the dust of your empire settles,
Only truth will stand in light.
And the ballroom falls—
To quiet.

Ballroom of Deceit

https://soundcloud.com/heather-banks-5   https://soundcloud.com/king-polo-lagen   

“Keep It Real” is a nostalgic R&B collaboration between Heather Marie and King Chaos 1 Of 1, produced by CYFR 360. Blending smooth 2000s soul energy with modern street realism, the song drifts through neon Boston nights — a heartfelt plea for honesty, loyalty, and connection. Heather’s silky vocals bring warmth and vulnerability, while King Chaos delivers grounded lyricism that bridges love and perseverance. With lush chords, a hypnotic groove, and city-light atmosphere, Keep It Real embodies timeless authenticity in an age of imitation.

Perfect for late-night drives, candlelight moods, and anyone who still believes in love with no filters. R&B · Neo-Soul · Hip-Hop Soul · Urban Romance · Boston Sound · Late Night Vibes · 2000s Nostalgia · Slow Jam · Emotional · Authentic · Love Song · Heather Marie · King Chaos 1 Of 1 · CYFR 360 · Soulful · Smooth Vocals · Real Love · Street Storytelling · Chill Vibes · Independent Artist 


KEEP IT REAL

Sunday Chill

A hungover country-rock anthem with gritty vocals, slide guitar, and dark humour. Regret never sounded so good. 

© 2025 Karen Dyer. All rights reserved. Lyrics by Karen Dyer. Demo version. For promotional use only. Not for reproduction or distribution without written permission.

Hangover Hell

Written for my brother. A true story of addiction, love, and the ache that never fades. 

© 2025 Karen Dyer. All rights reserved. Lyrics by Karen Dyer. Demo version. For promotional use only. Not for reproduction or distribution without written permission

♥️♥️The Weight Of Gold - In Loving Memory Of My Brother ♥️♥️

Linear Motions

Somewhere In Time (vol. 1)

Happy Birthday, Maron

“Reservations” a song about endeavoring to maintain  nonconformity in the face of authoritarianism and dogmatism is out now! Links in comments. ✌️❤️👊
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Reservations

We may begin with an image which has always been the favorite Hua-yen method of exemplifying the manner in which things exist.   Far away in the heavenly abode of the great god Indra, there is a wonderful net which has been hung by some cunning artificer in such a manner that it stretches out infinitely in all directions.   In accordance with the extravagant tastes of deities, the artificer has hung a single glittering jewel in each "eye" of the net, and since the net itself is infinite in dimension, the jewels are infinite in number.  There hang the jewels, glittering like stars of the first magnitude, a wonderful sight to behold.   If we now arbitrarily select one of these jewels for inspection and look closely at it, we will discover that in its polished surface there are reflected all the other jewels in the net, infinite in number.   Not only that, but each of the jewels reflected in this one jewel is also reflecting all the other jewels, so that there is an infinite reflecting process occurring.  The Hua-yen school has been fond of this image, mentioned many times in its literature, because it symbolizes a cosmos in which there is an infinitely repeated interrelationship among all the members of the cosmos. This relationship is said to be one of simultaneous mutual identity and mutual inter-causality.
This review of the book "Hua-yen Buddism" by Francis H. Cook, PA State University Press, 1977 in the magazine The CoEvolution Quarterly, No. 22 Summer 1979 inspired this tune.

Net of Jewels

Songwriting has been a lifelong passion for me, dating back to elementary school when I first began crafting stories, poems, and eventually lyrics. As a former drummer in various bands, I always relied on others to bring my words to life musically. However, after a long hiatus from drumming, I decided to take the leap and learn to compose music to accompany my lyrics. Through classes and dedication, I've embarked on a new journey, breathing fresh life into old lyrics and penning new ones. You'll find a mix of older and newer works here. Especially for some of the lyrics. 

Music has been a part of me for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is being completely entranced by 'The Little Drummer Boy' as a very young child. There was something about the rhythm and the melody that just captivated me. I must have played it a thousand times, wearing the record out, and from that moment on, I was hooked. I knew I wanted to be a drummer and to create that magic for others. 

But I was too young then, and of course, I couldn't afford a drum set just yet. So, I turned to writing as a way to express myself. As I mentioned above, I started with stories, then poems, and eventually, lyrics. I found that writing was not only a way to tap into my creativity, but also a way to process my emotions and experiences. 

As I grew older, my love for music only deepened. I realized that music has this incredible power to transport us to different times and places, to evoke emotions and memories that we thought were long forgotten. It's a universal language that can bring people together like nothing else can. 

For me, writing lyrics is a cathartic experience. It's a way for me to tap into my emotions, to process the world around me, and to create something that I hope will resonate with others. And when I hear my words come to life in a song, it's truly magical. It's a feeling that never gets old, and it's what keeps me coming back to music time and time again. 

I love many genres of music and artists of many genres. And if you listen to some of my songs, you will find that I like to make songs of different genres as well as mix different genres into each song. One of my all-time favorite bands is Evanescence, and I have made a lot of songs where I have tried my best to emulate that sound. 

Now, I have recently started experimenting with new sounds. I never heard of glitch beats before I took music classes, and now I'm fascinated with the sound, so I have been experimenting with glitch beats recently. 

I hope you enjoy some of my songs. And thanks so much to everyone who has been listening so far. I truly appreciate it. I welcome constructive feedback to help me grow as an artist, and I appreciate your support. ❤️

BTW if you follow me, I will ALWAYS follow back. If I like your music, I will follow you, but if you don't follow me back within a week or so I will probably unfollow. The same goes for when I see someone listening to my music, I WILL follow, however, if they don't follow me back within a week or so, I'll unfollow, because I'm at my limit of follows and I want to follow back everyone who follows me. Did not know that SoundCloud limits us to following only 2000. 😢

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VickStiX's Artist Manifesto
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I am the static between truth and noise.
A pulse that cracks the silence open.
When the world forgets its conscience,
I remind it — one beat, one lyric, one spark.

I don’t shout to divide; I sing to awaken.
I don’t chase fame; I chase clarity.
My art is not a weapon — it’s a flare in the dark.
A signal to every soul that still believes in better.

Let the trolls rage, let the cowards hide.
They can’t drown out a voice that’s tuned to truth.
I will paint their lies in sound and light
until justice has a melody again.

Because protest is not anger — it’s hope with a megaphone.
And I was born to be loud.

🎶 VickStiX — Truth. Rhythm. Revolution.












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