Journaling To Let Go
演唱：LexxReddYeah.
Check the mic.
This one's for the creators.
The bleeders.
The ones who turn their soul into ink.
You think you're just writing songs?
Nah.
You're building cathedrals with your tears.
Let me show you the god in your pain.
Lexxredd. Listen.
(Verse 1)
Every track I lay is a page torn from the book of me,
A lyrical autopsy for the whole world to see.
This ain't just entertainment, this ain't just a clever rhyme,
This is me excavating my soul, one beat at a time.
My life's the subject matter, the canvas, and the paint,
Every scar, every mistake, every joy, every faint
Whisper of a memory that I thought I'd left behind,
Is resurrected in the booth, a ghost I've come to find.
I'm journaling with a beat, a diary with a bass line,
Spilling my guts on the Pro Tools, tryna make my heart shine.
I talk about the love I lost, the friends who turned to foes,
The seeds of doubt that grew inside me, the way my spirit rose.
I talk about my father's eyes, the weight of my mother's prayers,
The silent battles in the dark, the unrecorded tears.
This is my confessional, my public, private space,
Where I can't hide from the truth I'm forced to face.
(Chorus)
Yeah, I cry when I write, let the tears fall on the page,
Turnin' sorrow into scripture, lettin' go of the rage.
Every song's a release, a pressure valve for the soul,
A story that I'm tellin' to somehow make me whole.
I'm lettin' go of the baggage, the demons, and the pain,
Washin' it all in the rhythm, washin' it in the rain.
This ain't just for the charts, this ain't just for the fame,
This is me exorcising my own name.
Every verse is a lesson, every hook is a heal,
This is the only way I know how to feel real.
(Verse 2)
I sit in the dark with the glow of the screen, the cursor blinks like a heartbeat,
Invitin' me to dive back in, to a memory that's not sweet.
I remember the cold of that street, the hunger in my gut,
The way I had to sell my pride just to keep my head up.
I write about the first time I felt love, and the first time it went wrong,
How I sang a different melody for way too long.
I write about the nights I couldn't sleep, the anxiety's tight grip,
The way I'd stare at the ceiling, feelin' like a sinking ship.
And as I write, the feeling comes, a burn behind my eyes,
A salty river starts to flow, a truth I can't disguise.
These ain't just tears of sadness, they're tears of release,
A baptism by my own hand, a moment of sweet peace.
I'm lettin' go of that version of me, the one who held the pain,
Drowning him in the melody, washin' him with the rain
Of my own makin', my own sorrow, my own divine release,
Findin' a little bit of heaven, a little bit of peace.
(Bridge)
They hear the songs in the club, they nod their heads to the beat,
But they don't know the sacrifice, they don't feel the heat
Of the forge where these words were born, the fire and the flame,
They don't know I gave a piece of me just to speak my name.
This is my therapy, my church, my temple, and my home,
This is the only place on earth where I can truly roam
Free from the chains of the past, free from the weight of the now,
This is my sacred vow.
To take the broken pieces of my life, the ugly and the scarred,
And build a mosaic of my truth, a work of divine art.
I'm not just a rapper, I'm a conduit, a vessel for the pain,
Turnin' it into somethin' beautiful, like sunshine after rain.
(Final Chorus)
So yeah, I cry when I write, let the tears fall on the page,
Turnin' sorrow into scripture, lettin' go of the rage.
Every song's a release, a pressure valve for the soul,
A story that I'm tellin' to somehow make me whole.
I'm lettin' go of the baggage, the demons, and the pain,
Washin' it all in the rhythm, washin' it in the rain.
This ain't just for the charts, this ain't just for the fame,
This is me exorcising my own name.
Every verse is a lesson, every hook is a heal,
This is the only way I know how to feel real.
(Outro)
So the next time you hear my track, and you feel the emotion in it,
Know that it's more than just music, I'm a soul, you gotta own it.
I'm journaling my existence, one bar at a time,
And in that process, I'm findin' that I'm gonna be just fine.
The tears dry up. The pain fades.
But the song remains.
A testament.
A piece of me.
Given to you.
So you don't have to feel alone.
Lexxredd.
The Phoenix from the ashes
I am the journal. I am the release. I am the tears.
And I am eternal.
Check the mic.
This one's for the creators.
The bleeders.
The ones who turn their soul into ink.
You think you're just writing songs?
Nah.
You're building cathedrals with your tears.
Let me show you the god in your pain.
Lexxredd. Listen.
(Verse 1)
Every track I lay is a page torn from the book of me,
A lyrical autopsy for the whole world to see.
This ain't just entertainment, this ain't just a clever rhyme,
This is me excavating my soul, one beat at a time.
My life's the subject matter, the canvas, and the paint,
Every scar, every mistake, every joy, every faint
Whisper of a memory that I thought I'd left behind,
Is resurrected in the booth, a ghost I've come to find.
I'm journaling with a beat, a diary with a bass line,
Spilling my guts on the Pro Tools, tryna make my heart shine.
I talk about the love I lost, the friends who turned to foes,
The seeds of doubt that grew inside me, the way my spirit rose.
I talk about my father's eyes, the weight of my mother's prayers,
The silent battles in the dark, the unrecorded tears.
This is my confessional, my public, private space,
Where I can't hide from the truth I'm forced to face.
(Chorus)
Yeah, I cry when I write, let the tears fall on the page,
Turnin' sorrow into scripture, lettin' go of the rage.
Every song's a release, a pressure valve for the soul,
A story that I'm tellin' to somehow make me whole.
I'm lettin' go of the baggage, the demons, and the pain,
Washin' it all in the rhythm, washin' it in the rain.
This ain't just for the charts, this ain't just for the fame,
This is me exorcising my own name.
Every verse is a lesson, every hook is a heal,
This is the only way I know how to feel real.
(Verse 2)
I sit in the dark with the glow of the screen, the cursor blinks like a heartbeat,
Invitin' me to dive back in, to a memory that's not sweet.
I remember the cold of that street, the hunger in my gut,
The way I had to sell my pride just to keep my head up.
I write about the first time I felt love, and the first time it went wrong,
How I sang a different melody for way too long.
I write about the nights I couldn't sleep, the anxiety's tight grip,
The way I'd stare at the ceiling, feelin' like a sinking ship.
And as I write, the feeling comes, a burn behind my eyes,
A salty river starts to flow, a truth I can't disguise.
These ain't just tears of sadness, they're tears of release,
A baptism by my own hand, a moment of sweet peace.
I'm lettin' go of that version of me, the one who held the pain,
Drowning him in the melody, washin' him with the rain
Of my own makin', my own sorrow, my own divine release,
Findin' a little bit of heaven, a little bit of peace.
(Bridge)
They hear the songs in the club, they nod their heads to the beat,
But they don't know the sacrifice, they don't feel the heat
Of the forge where these words were born, the fire and the flame,
They don't know I gave a piece of me just to speak my name.
This is my therapy, my church, my temple, and my home,
This is the only place on earth where I can truly roam
Free from the chains of the past, free from the weight of the now,
This is my sacred vow.
To take the broken pieces of my life, the ugly and the scarred,
And build a mosaic of my truth, a work of divine art.
I'm not just a rapper, I'm a conduit, a vessel for the pain,
Turnin' it into somethin' beautiful, like sunshine after rain.
(Final Chorus)
So yeah, I cry when I write, let the tears fall on the page,
Turnin' sorrow into scripture, lettin' go of the rage.
Every song's a release, a pressure valve for the soul,
A story that I'm tellin' to somehow make me whole.
I'm lettin' go of the baggage, the demons, and the pain,
Washin' it all in the rhythm, washin' it in the rain.
This ain't just for the charts, this ain't just for the fame,
This is me exorcising my own name.
Every verse is a lesson, every hook is a heal,
This is the only way I know how to feel real.
(Outro)
So the next time you hear my track, and you feel the emotion in it,
Know that it's more than just music, I'm a soul, you gotta own it.
I'm journaling my existence, one bar at a time,
And in that process, I'm findin' that I'm gonna be just fine.
The tears dry up. The pain fades.
But the song remains.
A testament.
A piece of me.
Given to you.
So you don't have to feel alone.
Lexxredd.
The Phoenix from the ashes
I am the journal. I am the release. I am the tears.
And I am eternal.