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TWO OF US

RED GUITAR

HIT ME HARDER

Welcome to My Blue Sky

Not Sacred

IF LYRICS WERE CONFIDENTIAL

Shot In The Dark

Visions

Cruel Intentions

Karma

Feel Something, Great.

Pray

Jessi Collins is a rising country singer with a heart full of stories and a voice that feels like home. Blending small-town charm with modern Nashville energy, her songs tell tales of love, heartbreak, and the kind of hope that never fades. From soft acoustic ballads to bold country-pop anthems, Jessi’s music captures real emotion — raw, honest, and beautifully human.

🎶 For fans of heartfelt storytelling, soulful vocals, and songs that stay with you long after the last note fades.

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Do You Remember

All Your Dreams Will Come True

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“The Perfect Life” is an inspiring pop-rock anthem about believing in yourself, letting go of doubt, and creating the life you’ve always dreamed of. With uplifting male vocals, driving guitars, and an empowering chorus, it captures the feeling of freedom, confidence, and self-discovery — a celebration of living life on your own terms.

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The perfect life

growing out

White Keys

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Hula Girl

"..and suddenly he brought down his bow, ripping away from the gentle caressing music of Chopin into the strong full melodies of Bartók’s Concerto for Violin, playing both orchestra lines and the violin lines in a torrent of wild, dissonant agonized notes. He saw nothing suddenly, though he knew the crowd had thickened and no music answered him from the keyboard of Sybelle. But this was his heart, his song now, as he plunged deeper and deeper into the Bartók, his tempo speeding up, becoming almost inhuman, as on and on he went. His soul sang with the music. It became his own melodies and glissandi as his thoughts sang with it. But soon his words were lost, he was no longer thinking in words or syllables but only in the music, only in the throbbing notes. He was swaying wildly as he played. He no longer cared whether or not he looked or sounded human, and deep in his heart he was aware that if he were to die now, he would not revolt against it, not with any molecule of his being, because the death sentence would come upon him by his own hand and for what he truly was. This music was what he truly was. Silence."

Antoine in "Prince Lestat", Anne Rice 

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