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“I'd Die of You” is a hauntingly intimate confession of love taken to its darkest, most vulnerable edge. Sung with aching intensity, the song explores the kind of devotion that blurs the line between passion and self-destruction. It’s about needing someone so deeply, so desperately, that losing them would feel like losing life itself. With raw lyrics, ethereal melodies, and a vocal performance that teeters between obsession and surrender, I'd Die of You captures the beauty and danger of loving someone more than you love yourself. It's not just a love song—it's a descent into emotional surrender.
“I Wanna Scream” is an unapologetically raw, erotic anthem for every woman who’s tired of polite passion and craving something real. It’s a fearless demand for carnal truth—a call to be loved without limits, without fear, and without compromise. With razor-sharp lyrics, sultry heat, and primal rhythm, the song flips the script on submission, turning desire into dominance and softness into strength. This is not a love song—it’s a dare. Don’t bring flowers. Bring fire.
“Hell is Home” is a raw and unflinching descent into the heart of suffering—where hell isn’t punishment, but a reflection of the life that led there. This is not a cry for help, but a declaration of survival. With searing honesty, the song explores what it means to live through relentless sorrow, to feel more at home in flames than in silence, and to wear pain like armor. It’s the voice of a soul that has been broken, examined, and finally owned. “Hell is Home” isn’t about damnation—it’s about embracing the truth that hell doesn’t frighten the already damned. Because when the devil cries... you know he’s met someone stronger.
“Cabernet de Moi” is a dark, cinematic masterpiece—part confessional, part requiem. Blending haunting lyricism with visceral imagery, the song paints pain as a vintage wine, aged in silence and served to the devil himself. It tells the story of a soul trapped in a lifelong war—fighting unseen demons, enduring withered faith, and slowly being drained of light. Yet, within the torment, there’s resilience… and a final toast to survival. Cabernet de Moi is more than a song—it’s a glass raised to grief, trauma, and the fragile hope that maybe, just maybe, there’s a drop of self left to save.
“Ms. Perfection” is a tribute to the quiet strength of the woman the world misunderstands. Wrapped in poise, composed in every step, she’s admired for her grace but rarely seen for her depth. Beneath the surface lies a soul that has weathered storms in silence—a woman who breaks, but never publicly. With tender lyrics and a steady emotional undercurrent, the song peels back the layers of the myth and honors the truth: she’s not flawless—she’s fearless in disguise. “Ms. Perfection” is not just a ballad—it's a love letter to the resilience behind the elegance.
“How Do I Move On?” is a heartbreaking tribute to love that lingers long after loss. With delicate vulnerability and poetic grace, the song captures the quiet rituals of grief—setting the table, holding onto a scent, whispering goodnight to someone who’s no longer there. Every lyric is a question etched in sorrow, asking how to keep living when love refuses to leave the bones. It’s not just about missing someone—it’s about trying to breathe in a world that moved on without them. “How Do I Move On?” is raw, reflective, and profoundly human… a ballad for anyone still searching for peace in the wake of goodbye.
"We’ll Burn Alive” is a dark seduction wrapped in fire and obsession. Blending gothic romance with a fierce femme fatalism, the song follows a woman whose love knows no limits—no rules, no mercy. With poetic fury and hypnotic rhythm, she vows that if she can’t have him, the world will burn with them both inside it. Haunting whispers, funeral imagery, and apocalyptic devotion make this track feel like a love letter written in blood and ash. This isn’t heartbreak—it’s a reckoning. Once you enter her storm, there’s no escape.
“Love-Chained” is a deeply intimate ballad about the quiet unraveling of a woman’s identity inside the shell of a once-promising love. With haunting honesty and lyrical vulnerability, the song explores the emotional toll of sacrifice, motherhood, and devotion to a partner who never had to change. From dancing in mirrors to staring through glass, the journey is one of fading dreams, silent suffering, and strength masked as surrender. Love-Chained isn’t just a song—it’s a voice for every woman who’s ever given up pieces of herself and wondered if love was meant to feel like this.
“The Devoted” is a powerful ballad of unwavering love in the face of heartbreak, chaos, and judgment. Told through the voice of a woman who stays—despite the lies, the bruises, and the silence—it’s not a tale of weakness, but of brutal emotional endurance. With haunting lyrics and intimate confession, the song captures the raw complexity of loving someone who can’t love you back the right way. “The Devoted” is about holding on when everyone says let go. It’s about seeing a soul behind the damage, and choosing to stay—not out of blindness, but because sometimes love doesn’t make sense… it just is.
“Only When It Hurts” is a brutally honest exploration of toxic love—where passion is pain, and affection only arrives in the wreckage. With haunting vulnerability and poetic intensity, the song lays bare the ache of needing someone who only shows up when it’s already too late. It’s the voice of a lover who knows they’re being destroyed, but clings to the fire because it’s the only time they feel alive. “Only When It Hurts” is not just a ballad—it’s a confession, a cry, and a vow wrapped in bruises. Beautiful. Damaged. Addictive.
“Your Name on My Grave” is a brutal elegy to love twisted into torment. Told from the depths of emotional ruin, the song captures the descent of a soul shattered by devotion, rejection, and silence. Each verse carves deeper into themes of self-erasure, obsession, and sacrifice—where love is the coffin, and memory is the nail. With haunting lyricism and gothic imagery, this is not a cry for help, but a funeral song for a self that died trying to be enough. This grave isn’t mine—it’s yours. “Put Your Name on My Grave” is both curse and confession... and it does not ask to be forgiven.
“Undress My Mind” is a sensual invocation of intimacy beyond the physical—a call for connection that begins with intellect, not touch. With sophisticated lyricism and slow-burning desire, the song invites a lover to explore the inner world first: the thoughts, fears, fantasies, and layered truths hidden beneath the surface. It’s not about lust—it’s about stimulation through curiosity, wit, and emotional intelligence. “Undress My Mind” is where seduction begins with conversation and climaxes in understanding.
“I'll Be Your Everything” is a bold and sensual declaration of devotion from the one woman who sees what the others don't. It’s a darkly romantic anthem for the overlooked, the underestimated, and the uninvited—the one who’s ready to love not with conditions, but with fire. While he chases illusions, she offers truth. While others offer touch, she promises transformation. Seductive, raw, and unapologetically intense, the song blurs the line between desire and surrender. “I’ll Be Your Everything” isn’t just about love—it’s about becoming his every need, his deepest ache, and the one who never walks away.
“Sorrows Bay” is a mournful, atmospheric journey into the heart of despair—a poetic dirge for the forgotten, the broken, and the soul marooned by grief. With imagery as vast as the sea and as haunting as a funeral hymn, the song captures what it means to exist in emotional exile. No rescue, no redemption—just the quiet ache of memory, regret, and fading hope. Sorrows Bay is where time stalls, stars dim, and the waves never wash away the pain. It's not just a song—it’s a requiem for the parts of us that never made it home.
“What Makes a Super Tramp” is a swagger-drenched, guitar-fueled celebration of the untamed femme fatale. She’s not here to be your dream girl—she’s the one who steals the dream and burns the bed on the way out. Bold, brash, and sexually liberated, this track is a tribute to the woman who plays by no rules but her own. With razor-sharp lyrics, grinding guitar solos, and a chorus that bites, Super Tramp owns its fire with no apologies. She's not your girl—she’s the girl. And if you’re not watching close, she’ll make you forget who you came with.
“Broken from the Cradle” is a piercing reflection on innocence lost and humanity fractured. With unflinching honesty, it weaves together moments of childlike wonder and unspeakable tragedy, asking how a world once so full of hope became so deeply scarred. Through haunting imagery and brutal contrast, the piece exposes the quiet horrors that exist alongside laughter, the darkness that grows where light once lived. We were all born pure… but some are broken before they ever stand.
This is not just a poem—it’s a dirge for the innocence that never had a chance to bloom.
“My Heart Says Yes (But My Mind Says No)” is a soul-stirring ballad about the war between love and self-preservation. With haunting vulnerability and lyrical elegance, the song explores the painful truth of loving someone you can’t return to—no matter how deep the ache remains. It captures that emotional crossroads where desire collides with wisdom, and where letting go is the only way to survive. Backed by ethereal melodies and aching harmonies, this is the quiet anthem of those who still love… but choose to walk away. Bittersweet, beautiful, and bravely honest.
“Hiding in the Crowd” is an intimate portrait of quiet suffering—of a soul trying to scream in a world that only hears silence. With lyrics that move from whisper to defiance and back again, the song explores what it means to be unseen while surrounded by people, to ache for freedom while being told to shrink. It’s about the masks we wear, the shame we carry, and the moments when even bravery feels like too much. “Hiding in the Crowd” is not about weakness—it’s about the quiet courage it takes just to exist.