save me

Héroes y Villanos

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Lyrics 

Running fast with the night in my veins
Every road I take feels the same
Whiskey burns but it keeps me alive
On borrowed time, just trying to survive


I’m living on borrowed time,
Every heartbeat’s on the line
I don’t know how long this road will wind
But I’m living, living on borrowed time


Cards are stacked and the dice never lie
I’ve been chasing storms under blood-red skies
Broken bones and a soul full of scars
Still I reach for the fire, still I aim for the stars


I’m living on borrowed time,
Every heartbeat’s on the line
I don’t know how long this road will wind
But I’m living, living on borrowed time


The clock keeps ticking, shadows fall
I hear the reaper, I hear the call
But I won’t go quiet, I won’t bow down
I’ll burn my name into this ground


I’m living on borrowed time,
Every heartbeat’s on the line
I don’t know how long this road will wind
But I’m living, living on borrowed time


Borrowed time… borrowed time
Living fast, leaving nothing behind


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Lonely Notes

Love like Honey or Syrup to Maple to Mud up to your knees... vulnerable and exposed but that is exactly where love exists and if you allow - it will flourish in you.

✨️☆♡ Love Yourself before anyone else ♡☆✨️

Honey Done a Little Different

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Any Kind of Love is a quiet, powerful tribute to imperfect connection — a collection of songs that embrace the beauty in brokenness, the strength in vulnerability, and the hope that flickers even in the darkest places.

Blending emotional lyricism with raw, intimate melodies, the album speaks to the unspoken—grief, longing, healing, and the courage it takes to be seen. These are anthems for the wounded heart, for those who still believe that love, in any form, is proof we’re alive.

Even cracked. Even scarred. Still love.

Alive

The Hollow House is a cinematic protest rock ballad that critiques the moral decay and corruption in modern politics. Through vivid imagery and accusatory verses, the song exposes how power and wealth have replaced integrity and public service. It portrays a world where leaders serve only their elite circles, while the majority are misled, neglected, and silenced. The lyrics build from quiet despair to a dramatic climax, ending in a haunting spoken outro that leaves the listener reflecting on lost values and broken trust.

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The Hollow House  
Lyrics by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf 

[Verse 1]  
There’s a banquet in the hollow house  
Where the velvet masks don’t slip  
They toast to gold and power plays  
With blood upon their lips  
The chandelier swings silently  
Above the silent screams  
They sell the future for a fee  
And bury all our dreams  

[Verse 2]  
They whisper laws in corridors  
Where daylight never dares  
And write the rules for chosen few  
While we choke on poisoned air  
The ballot box, a marionette  
The news, a painted screen  
They feed us hope in plastic wraps  
And call it liberty  

[Chorus]  
Oh, the sun is setting twice tonight  
One for truth, one for the lie  
And in the ashes of their appetite  
The common man must die  
They build their towers on our bones  
And smile behind the glass  
While decency and dignity  
Are relics of the past  

[Verse 3]  
They dress their lies in Sunday suits  
And preach from marble thrones  
While war and hunger knock on doors  
And no one picks the phone  
The streets are lined with silent rage  
The schools with broken glass  
They teach us how to kneel and smile  
Then fail us in the class  

[Bridge – Spoken Word]  
*“They built the stage, they wrote the script…  
And left us bleeding in the wings.”*

[Final Chorus]  
Yes, the sun is setting twice tonight  
One for justice, one for greed  
And in the silence of the dying light  
They never hear us plead  
They write their names in marble stone  
While ours fade in the dust  
And every promise that they made  
Was forged in broken trust  

[Outro – Spoken]  
*“And when the curtain falls…  
They’ll call it progress.  
But we’ll remember the silence.”*

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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf (MOBest). All rights reserved.  

The Hollow House

Recorded 2023

Performed by: Zacc Rossi Band
Guitars and Vocals: Zacc Rossi
Rap and Spoken: Jesse J, Mr. V

LYRICS

Intro (Spoken)
“This one’s for the ones they forgot…
For the brothers who fought…
And came back to nothing..., but silence.”

Verse 1 (Rap Flow)
Boots in the dirt, sand in my veins,
I bled for a flag, now I drown in the rain.
Stars on my shoulder, scars on my skin,
They sent me to hell, but I came back again.
Whiskey for the pain, pills for the night,
I can’t close my eyes without seeing the fight.
Uncle Sam’s promise turned cold and untrue,
Now I’m just another ghost they never salute.

Chorus
I gave my soul for the red, white, and blue,
Now I’m lost in a world that don’t have a clue.
They wave that flag but they don’t see the cost,
We’re the living, we’re the broken, we’re the ones they tossed.

Verse 2 (Rap Flow)
Politicians talk, but they don’t hear a word,
Promises written, but the ink always blurs.
Brothers on the street, sleeping under the light,
While the rich buy silence with their suits and their ties.
It’s a damn shame world, where the brave come home,
To an empty house, and a life alone.
We were heroes when we bled, now forgotten in line,
Buried under debt, running out of time.

Chorus
I gave my soul for the red, white, and blue,
Now I’m lost in a world that don’t have a clue.
They wave that flag but they don’t see the cost,
We’re the living, we’re the broken, we’re the ones they tossed.

Bridge 

Verse 3
They said freedom’s worth fighting for,
But freedom don’t live here no more.
It’s a hard damn truth when the war is done,
The battle back home is the hardest one.

Final Chorus
I gave my soul for the red, white, and blue,
But this world turned its back, left me black and blue.
No help, no hope, just a bitter disguise,
In a land of the free where the soldier dies alive.

Outro (Spoken)
“We were never looking for glory.
Just a hand when the fight was done.
But in this world…

 The war never ends.”

Left Behind (Soldiers Return) (Ft. Jesse J, Mr. V)

Zacc Rossi Band Is:
Lead Vocals - Zacc Rossi
Lead Guitar - Brian McEntyre, Zacc Rossi
Rythm Guitar - Zacc Rossi, Wayne Hartzel
Bass Guitar - Elliot McEntyre
Keyboard & Synthesizer - Zacc Rossi, Dale Thomas
Drums & Percussion - Micheal Lawson, Arnold Mayhaven
Effects - Ryan Moore, Phillip Ara, Nathen Ball


I am an Italian/American/Greek guy who has a heart for his music and writing music that sincerely has a reason for being or connecting to the listener.

My Music really hits on life, and our world. Being a self-made artist gives me the ability to write, sing and compose songs and tracks that I otherwise could not under a label. Sharing my music works from my early years to the latest and greatest. 

Self-Made Singer/Songwriter and Artist. I write all my own lyrics, and music along with fellow band members. I've been singing since a teen. I fully went country. Been in 3 different Rock bands, been a solist in home studio and finally found my own sound and music in a country southern bluesy style. Sometimes you will hear a lil rock, grunge and blues interlaced in the songs I write, sing and Produce. I have played with some really great musician's and finally found the guys that built what we are today. Without them? The music you hear, would not be.

All tracks fully recorded in Recording studio (Paradise Studios, Sacramento, CA.), which allows me to sing as I choose, without being told what or how to make music that people actually love. 

My Music reflects life, certain times in life and gives reflection in a world we see today. My music reaches hearts, souls and audiences across the world.

Many ask what is so great about a Recording Studio Artist? I say? Many things. You are not tied to any one genre for one. I can write music of any genre without the constrictions of many mainstream groups. No producer or label, can tell me who and what I am.