#ROTD

Alright everyone, its time for a revolution. I'd like to introduce you to REAL music. Young Lyxx is one of the most talented and hard working people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. He is highly motivated and extremely talented, support his vision and help spread the word.
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life

Roll.
Crawl.
Stand.
Fall.
Stand.
Walk.
Run.
Fall.
Stand.


Where do I go from here?
Two feet on the ground
but the end is near...

Barley breathing
losing sight of anything real.
drowning in your sorrow
I don't know how to deal

with the ocean of emotions this cruel world has handed me
cast my tormented soul into the darkened sea

fate rips the roots of my jaded past
proofs in the pudding
how I prayed it would last...

Shattering this hourglass
I refuse to fail
studied my past

Now here's the test,

Are you ready Dear?
Hurry! FAST! Have no fear.

Scarred and burned
but still I crawl
Up on two feet I will not fall.
I'm running now towards your embrace
Fly with me to outer space

We'll disappear and never return
Once bitten twice shy
we both have learned

No gravity to hold us down
Im hypnotized
still safe and sound.

Stealing you away from the pain of this life
Yes I've been cut but who handed them the knife?
It was me you see
no one to blame.

Forget the light, the money, the fame.
just fly with me and we'll be free.

two glowing souls.

bound for eternity.








-Thank You For Reading

I'm naked
I'm numb
I'm stupid
I'm staying
And if Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin'

Lights black
Heads bang
You're my drug
We live it
You're drunk, you need it
Real love, I'll give it

So we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts

You wasted your times
On my heart
You've burned
And if bridges gotta fall, then you'll fall, too

Doors slam
Lights black
You're gone
Come back
Stay gone
Stay clean
I need you to need me

So we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts

Now we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart ïn parts


-Lykke Li

Breathe Me Into Existence

shhhhhh....

Its almost time
I write this rhyme

so you will feel me.


not just "feel" me but FEEL ME.

HEAR ME.
Breathe me into existence.

A sudden rush when my name crosses your lips.
Don't you worry your pretty little head
hate until the day your dead.

by all means
write my life story for me
save me some trouble

love drunk
make mine a double.

but its on the house you see
pour you the world when you mention me.


too bad nobody knows your name,
keep fucking your way to fame
my dear.
Lie
Lie
Lie


Lie until your face turns blue
I'll smile and wave

they still don't know you...

because you don't know you.

so inhale, exhale
blow me up


when the smoke clears
they'll call your bluff...












Peace&&Drugs

Sex, Music and Everything in Between

Alright,

Anyone who knows me knows I love music. I have a deep respect for artists, writers, producers, engineers, managers etc. But what I don't have respect for is taking the easy way out. A lot of people in the industry have lost their passion for making real music. Sex sells but enough is enough. I'm not saying every song about sex is shit but when did sex become more important than art? It seems nowadays you throw a thick girl in some hot shorts and fishnets, drop a few lines about what you'd like to do to her, maybe a bedroom scene or two and its a wrap. Anyone can write a song about fucking someone. Give me someone who can teach me something new, enlighten me. What happened to the ART in Artist? Don't get me wrong I know of plenty of artists out there giving their heart and soul to the art behind their work. I don't think those real artists get the recognition they deserve. I pay very close attention to lyrics, if you don't deliver something amazing lyrically, I'm not interested. I know this all goes back to the roots of Hip-Hop and R&B, my question is, when is it going to be about the music? When did we lose the artistry? Real music is on the rise. I look forward to the day I can watch Mtv JAMS and not have 6 songs in a row be about the SAME thing. Because we all know they are. Im sure your wondering what sparked all of this, its hard to explain. I was watching the new Ciara video "Ride" and I was so dissapointed. I thought about the song, the lyrics, the production, the message and I tried my best to be objective but as the video played I became more and more disgusted. I see a beautiul woman dancing around half naked singing about how sexy she is and how great she is in bed. WHY DO I CARE!? ( I don't ) Ciara needed to get her name back out there, I get it. Why did she take the easy way out? We all know It doesn't take a genius to make a catchy song (Roscoe Dash, Travis Porter Soulja Boy) but you don't have to buy into it. Just thought I would share my opinion.


anyways.


Comment if you please, I'll be happy to discuss..


-Her.

Hanging the drapes on the windows of my soul.


It seems to me you know too much.
You see me as nothing more than a name,
something to attach yourself to
in order to portray a more perfect image of "you"

Beautiful words flow from your tangled tongue
drawing me nearer with every strategically placed compliment.

awe stricken by the thought of your admiration
I blush.

Searching from my window longing for your touch.

But your heart is not true.
You cannot see who I am because to see who I am would mean that you could see me at all.

Hiding outside my windows

Those bushes can't mask your intentions.

I have hung the drapes

now I'm closing the blinds




"click" lights out.



where are you now?

Northbound

I sit and wait.
Alone in my thoughts.
Will anyone understand?

I cannot put in to words the worlds of emotion slowly constricting around my fragile neck.
But you...
oh you, could care less.
The glass walls I've blown to enclose my beating heart are shattering.With every breath you break me down.
I gave you the key and the code to my door. You gave me hope, a smile on a broken hearts mask.

But how dare you take my heart for a joy ride. When my only goal was to please. I saw a bright future for you and I. That future now burried in a bed of lies.

Keep in mind, mine open to the world, you told me I was the only girl.
Share not what you have promised casting stones at my shattered windows.

When will it end? Lost in a world of love and lies I search for hope in anothers eyes. Healed not my broken windows remain.

Blemish of my heart your love is stained. Wishing only to scrub the pain away.

This love it haunts me night and day... I cannot bleed the love I gave

my shattered heart,

you could have saved.



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