🖤 Lyrics I Lived First
These songs started in my nervous system.
The ache. The silence. The part that braced. The scream no one translated.
I lived every lyric first.
Then I use Suno AI to give them a voice and instruments.
I don’t sing the songs myself. I write them. I survive them. I finish them.
What you hear is sorcery for closet songwriters: words stitched into sound.
What you read is survival turned into music.
📀 My first full album lives on the GORGEOUS page.
This space is for all the single releases—the songs that keep coming.
🏚 The site is still under reconstruction.
Pages are shifting. Bones are showing. I’m gutting it as I go.
The homepage is music. Because it always was. Every other link? Just bones I left behind for those crawling back to their own body.
👇 Scroll for the songs.
Our Lady of the Lash – Lyrics
This song comes from the choke in my throat, the hush I inherited, the catechism of being small. Our Lady of the Lash is me breaking that gag. I drag the rake through inherited hush, dig up the grief, and write scripture in scars. This is not obedience. This is resurrection. Rage is my gospel. Holiness isn’t hush—it’s survival that learned to roar.
SARAH (Funeral for a Ghost) – Lyrics
This blog is the lyrical eulogy for SARAH—the ghost self who survived by vanishing. It tells the story of a girl who performed peace, smiled through pain, and died inward so the future could breathe. Through lyrics, ritual, and somatic breakdown, this piece names the cost of self-erasure and the beauty of walking away. It's not about shame—it’s about release, choice, and fire.
MARROW – Lyrics For The Survivors
This blog holds the full lyrics and ritual spell for MARROW, a rap-metal exorcism of a ghost self born from pelvic shame, forced submission, and silent obedience. It names the flinch, maps the memory, and buries the ghost that once performed “yes” to survive. The body becomes the altar, the voice becomes the flame. Readers walk away with a scream in their palm and a ritual to reclaim their hips.
INTEGRITY CHECK (Before I Scroll) – Lyrics
This is a body-level oath disguised as a song. INTEGRITY CHECK isn’t about performance—it’s a sacred pause before your nervous system reenacts the old flinch. Written by a military-trained mind with a prophet’s heart, it teaches you to scan your breath instead of the feed. This blog breaks down the lyrics, the ritual, and the real meaning of integrity—when no one’s watching but your mirror.
🔥 THE FIRE NEVER SLEPT – Lyrics
This blog is a body spell disguised as a song breakdown.
It tells the truth about suppressed rage, sacred pain, and how pretending you're fine makes your body scream louder.
I wrote this track from the heat of chronic tension, back pain, and the quiet sickness of saying yes too long.
This isn't a meltdown—it's a remembering.
If you’ve ever swallowed your fire to stay safe, this is your permission to erupt on purpose.
Bless Their Hearts - Lyrics
Bless Their Hearts is me catching my own tongue mid-swing.
It’s what happened when I stopped venting and started asking: why am I saying this?
Every line is a reckoning with my own projections—where I turned pain into poison and called it clarity.
I wrote this one in the quiet after the insult, where the shame sits. Where the mirror doesn’t blink.
This track isn’t about forgiving them.
It’s about facing me.
It’s about learning to speak without bleeding.
To name without blame.
To let go of the story that made me feel powerful by making someone else small.
This is what it sounds like when I clean my mouth and bless their name.
RAGE FIT - Lyrics
RAGE FIT is a song-spell for anyone who’s been told their anger was dangerous, dramatic, or too much. It’s about reclaiming rage as medicine—clean, clear, holy. This track reminds you that anger isn’t the breakdown—it’s the shift that saves you. It’s your nervous system saying: no more pretending.
You're Holy (And You Forgot) - Lyrics
This piece is a lyrical reclamation spell for anyone who’s been made to shrink, silence themselves, or forget their sacredness. It’s a spoken mirror—a chant wrapped in rhythm—to remind you of your worth when the world taught you to question it. Born from nervous system healing and emotional clarity, this song brings affirmation to the places that felt abandoned. You don’t need to earn your return. You just need to remember.
Nice is the Disease - Lyrics
This blog dissects the sickness of being “nice” when it costs you your truth. It reveals how fawning, false guilt, and boundaryless compassion get mistaken for love—and how that performance poisons the soul. Through raw story and lyrics, it offers a way out: back to self-trust, clear boundaries, and connection that doesn’t require self-erasure. You’ll walk away knowing the difference between real care and holy contortion.
I Don’t Have to Hold It All Migraine Medicine — Lyrics
This blog shares the full lyrics to “I Don’t Have to Hold It All,” a somatic healing anthem for migraine sufferers and emotional over-carriers. It reframes chronic pain not as a weakness but as a sacred message from the nervous system. With affirmations and breath-based repetition, this piece gives voice to held tension, unspoken boundaries, and the emotional weight stored in the body. It’s a permission slip to stop holding everything—and start listening instead.
My Body Remembers — Lyrics
This is a lyrical hypnosis track designed to guide you back to your body. “The Body Remembers” is both a self-love ritual and a nervous system spell, spoken in breath-matched rhythm to help you soften, listen, and begin again. It speaks to the parts of us that flinch, that brace, that forget we are still here. This blog shares the full lyrics and the story behind the song—and invites you to listen, remember, and reclaim your rhythm.