Chocolate and Cheese

Freedom of '76

This song is about my ex wife and I’s toxic relationship we just couldn’t let go of until it was well past being over.
Lyrics:
Hey Mama, Hey
What’s eatin at your soul today?
I got this thorn, gonna dig it out
Burn it all down, this two-faced masquerade

I wanna be somebody
Somebody that I could love
When this whole world caves in,
Yeah, I’ll be crawlin on my knees to you

Mama’s got me on a chain
Her bitter words fallin like rain
Wish I could break free from this pain
But I’ll cut my tongue
And drown us both in the blame

I thought I was somebody
Somebody you might’ve loved
I kicked it all down to ashes, honey
You swung and missed,
But I’m still crawlin on my knees to you

Sun won’t shine for me, no
Covered in dust, my good intentions are found
Tied my ankles up, and you just drag me around
Blood on my knees, and I’m so tired you don’t know
——
Put on my boots and run, far as I could 
Grass is greener somewhere, you shouldn’t see me again
Life is sweeter when there’s no you and I
Forget my bags, I’ll just leave em behind

Love Me, I Hate You

Dieser Song ist ein Originalstück, das ich aus meinen eigenen Gedanken heraus geschrieben und mit Unterstützung moderner KI-Technologie vertont habe.
Text & Musik: Franky
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Verse 1:
Broken streets and shattered dreams
Where innocence gets torn apart
The silence screams between the seams
Of childhood's wounded heart


Chorus:
These children cry, these children bleed
No playground, just concrete and fear
Their stories lost, their futures freed
From hope that never comes near

Verse 2:
Tiny hands clutch memories tight
Of homes that crumbled down
Their laughter silenced in the night
Where bombs erase each sound

Bridge:
We cannot look away
These souls are burning bright
Their pain becomes our rage
Against this endless fight



Final Chorus:
These children cry, these children bleed
Their innocence stripped bare
Their dreams scattered like autumn leaves
A world that does not care

With My Own Bare Hands

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