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Six released tracks. A world still unfolding. Each one built from something real.
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I used to bend so I wouldn’t break Took the blame for every heartbreak Swallowed silence like it saved me Put on pretty just to feel seen Danced for crumbs, called it fate Held the door while they showed up late But love that costs me all I am Ain’t love, it’s just a sleight of hand No more waiting to be picked No more bleeding for a fix No more shrinking to exist I remember who I am— I no longer chase what won’t meet me I no longer ache just to feel enough I don’t beg to be believed now I’m not built for fragile love I trust the slow bloom, it’s growing in my chest I choose me first—and I won’t settle for less I saw the red flags as roses Held the pain like it was chosen But healing taught me holy things Like how to leave, and how to sing No more echoes in their lies No more tears to canonize No more breaking just to try I’m my own damn alibi I no longer chase what won’t meet me I no longer ache just to feel enough I don’t beg to be believed now I’m not built for fragile love I trust the slow bloom, it’s growing in my chest I choose me first—and I won’t settle for less So if you’re stuck in the version That’s still begging to be seen Let this be the anthem That sets your silence free We no longer chase what won’t meet us We no longer ache just to feel enough We don’t beg to be believed now We were never meant to be rough love We trust the slow bloom, rising from the dirt We choose us first— Yeah, we choose us first I choose me. I choose me. And that’s the real love song.
Not my job, not my mess Not my circus, I don’t stress You do you, I’ll do fine That’s your choice, and this is mine I’ve been the net when the ball got dropped I’ve been the brakes when the train won’t stop But I learned peace is a two-way street So I’m dancing light on my own two feet I’m not the anchor, not the chain Not the one to take the blame If you can’t meet me halfway I’ll still be okay I’ve carried bags that weren’t my own Built up castles I don’t own Now I’m a river, I just flow Where the current says to go Your weight, your way, your walls to climb I’ll keep my hands free every time My time, my mind, my peace to keep What’s yours, you can keep Not my job, not my mess Not my circus, I don’t stress You do you, I’ll do fine That’s your choice, and this is mine
Come home, little one, come home To the fire in your bones To the roots that know your name You are the prayer that broke the chain Come home, come home— You are your own sacred flame. She walked through thunder, through silence that bruised. A mother’s gaze that never saw her bloom. But in the stillness, she heard the drum— a heartbeat not of fear, but of becoming. Who holds her now? The Earth holds her. Who knows her name? The wind remembers. Who brings her home? She brings herself. Come home, little one, come home To the truth in your bones To the rhythm of your pain You are the one who broke the chain Come home, come home— You are your own sacred flame. Forgive. Breathe. Rise. You are free. Heya na, heya hey… Heya na… home.
You trace your eyes across my body like you know my flame, But I don’t burn for anybody who can’t say my name. I got gold inside my heartbeat, power in my sway, If you wanna feel my fire, baby earn your place. I don’t chase and I don’t crumble, I just take my time, If you wanna touch my spirit, you step into my mind. I’m the rhythm and the danger, I’m the deep desire, If you want this kind of woman, better rise higher. I’m not here for half-way love, I don’t fold, I don’t break, I rise above. If you wanna feel me, I’ll tell you the truth, I only open up for someone who can move like I do. Touch me like a truth, not a fantasy, Show me who you are when you’re next to me. If you want this fire, better fuel my flame, I don’t play soft when I want the whole thing. Touch me like a truth, not a pretty lie, Meet me in the heat where the real ones rise. If you want my love, better match my mood, Touch me like a truth, touch me like a truth. I don’t melt for empty honey, I’ve been fed that sweet, I want someone who knows the power pulsing underneath. I want hands that hold my thunder, lips that know the cost, If you wanna taste my lightning, baby don’t get lost. I’ve been claimed and I’ve been broken, now I claim my skin, Every inch of me is holy when I choose who gets in. If you want this, better steady every part of you, ‘Cause my love is not a gamble, it’s a sacred move. I’m not here for half-way love, I don’t fold, I don’t break, I rise above. If you wanna feel me, I’ll tell you the truth, I only open up for someone who can move like I do. Touch me like a truth, not a fantasy, Show me who you are when you’re next to me. If you want this fire, better fuel my flame, I don’t play soft when I want the whole thing. Touch me like a truth, not a pretty lie, Meet me in the heat where the real ones rise. If you want my love, better match my mood, Touch me like a truth, touch me like a truth. Soft on my skin, strong in your mind, Move with intention, give me your time. If you want closer, here’s what you do: Don’t touch my body till you touch my truth. Touch me like a truth, not a fantasy, Show me who you are when you’re next to me. If you want this fire, better fuel my flame, I don’t play soft when I want the whole thing. Touch me like a truth, not a pretty lie, Meet me in the heat where the real ones rise. If you want my love, better match my mood, Touch me like a truth, touch me like a truth.
I woke up with the weight of the sky on my chest The kind of morning where you question the rest Coffee gone cold, plans slipped away But somehow I’m here—I stayed anyway There were nights I begged for sleep Just to quiet down the deep But I learned to breathe through pain And not apologize for rain I’m still standing, even when I shake Even when the world takes more than it gave Not unbroken, but I hold my flame And that light has a holy name I’m still standing I’ve walked through fire with no one in sight Still whispered “keep going” into the night Carved my courage out of stone And I’ve never felt more my own I’ve been silent, I’ve been loud I’ve been lost inside the crowd But each tear that’s left its trace Has become a saving grace I’m still standing, even with the scars Even when the mirror shows who we are Not untouched, but I found my way And I rise with the break of day I’m still standing Let them wonder how I bloom After all that tried to ruin There’s a voice inside of me That sings when I can’t speak I’m still standing, even through the storm Even when the shelter’s weather-worn Not unshaken, but I choose to stay And that strength doesn’t fade away I’m still standing Yes, I’m still standing
I’ve been running on fumes and faded dreams, Heart got heavy bursting at the seams, But I played that record, let the speakers hum ‘Cause even in the dark I know the morning comes, And I don’t need to fake a smile Just to make it through this mile. I just breathe and let it play, Every little thing gon’ shift someday, I rise anyway, Even when I’m low, Even when tears don’t tell me where to go, I rise, anyway, through the fire and rain, Dancing with the ache, singing through pain. I rise anyway. Got these calloused hands and a hopeful heart. Still piecing it together when it falls apart But I’ve learned that healing don’t look clean, It’s a messy, magic, rebel thing. So I move how the ocean moves, Let go of what I meant to lose. Still here, still got that flame. Even if it flickers in the shame I rise anyway. Even when I’m bruised. Even when the light feels hard to choose. I rise anyway. Let the rhythm lead. Turn my scars into melody. I rise anyway. So play the beat slow. Let the smoke clear. Give me one small joy to hold near. Some days I soar. Some days I sway. But I show up. Come what may. I rise anyway. Barefoot on the truth. Even when it hurts to feel this youth. I rise anyway. Like the tide, like the day. Nothing going to steal my sway. Yeah. I rise anyway.
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