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All I Need

I’m the next act
Waiting in the wings

I’m an animal
Trapped in your hot car

I am all the days
That you choose to ignore

You are all I need
I’m in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds

I’m a moth
Who just wants to share your light

I’m just an insect
Trying to get out of the night

I only stick with you
Because there are no others

You are all I need
I’m in the middle your picture
Lying in the reeds

It’s all wrong
It’s all right
It’s all wrong


Country Music Will Break Your Heart #3

College Football star turned Country artist Sam Hunt knows a thing or two about heartbreak. How could he not with that Georgia boy swagger and those Drake-esque vocal stylings? Let’s take a moment to oogle his beauty.




Musically, Hunt uses contemporary, genre-crossing features in combination with traditional country storytelling to create a classification of his own. The artist was inspired by the more universal soulful aspects of southern music included in country, soul, R&B, and Hip Hop categories. In fact the first time I heard the following track I felt that it was better labeled as Spoken Word poetry rather than country music, and I think that is because of compelling and familiar lyrics.


In “Break Up In A Small Town” Hunt relays the difficulties that come with, yup, you guessed it, breaking up while living in a small town. Even if you haven’t ever lived in a small town I think the story will resonate with you. With the ever-expanding closeness provided by technology/social media/globalization, the world is morphing into a variation of a small town. Whether your ex’s mailbox is 7 minutes from yours or your FaceBook keeps telling you that they might be “Someone You Know,” chances are you are going to feel the discomfort that comes from inevitable run-ins with their memory or personhood.


Stand Out lyrics:

She’s so far gone, she just didn’t go far

She was over me before the grass grew back where she used to park her car

She’s leaving those same marks in someone else’s yard

In someone else’s arms,

right down the road

But there’s only so many streets, so many lights

I swear it’s like I can’t even leave my house

I should’ve known all along

You gotta move or move on

When you break up in a small town


Chateau Lobby #4

People are boring
But you’re something else I can’t explain
You take my last name

First time, you let me stay the night despite your own rules
You took off early to go cheat your way through film school
You left a note in your perfect script: “Stay as long as you want”
I haven’t left your bed since

I haven’t hated all the same things
As somebody else
Since I remember

What are you doing with your whole life?
How about forever?


In My Bed

Wish I could say it breaks my heart
Like you did in the beginning
Its not that we grew apart
A nightingale no longer singing

You’ll never get my mind right
Like two ships passing in the night
Want the same thing where we lay
Otherwise mines a different way
A different way from where I’m going
Oh, its you again listen this isn’t a reunion
So sorry if I turn my head
Yours is a familiar face
But that don’t make your place safe
In my bed

I never thought my memory
Of what we had could be intruded
But I couldn’t let it be
I needed it as much as you did

Now its not hard to understand
Why we just speak at night
The only time I hold your hand
Is to get the angle right
Everything is slowing down
River of no return
You recognize my every sound
There’s nothing new to learn

So sorry if I turn my head
Yours is a familiar face
But that don’t make your place safe


He Can Only Hold Her

He can only hold her for so long
The lights are on but no one’s home
She’s so vacant Her soul is taken
He thinks “What’s she running from?”
Now how can he have her heart
When it got stole
So he tries to pacify her
‘Cause what’s inside her never dies

Even if she’s content in his warmth
She is plagued with urgency
Searching kisses
The man she misses
The man that he longs to be
Now how can he have her heart
When it got stole
So he tries to pacify her
‘Cause what’s inside her never dies


The Worst

Jhene Aiko is not my favorite musician. I like her voice enough to be featured as the hook in my rap music. But musically she doesn’t stand out for me. Lyrically though… damn this girl should have been a beat poet. The sheer vulnerability in the songs feels like every thing I have ever wanted to say interwoven into the rhythmic lingo of inner-city subtext.

“The Worst” is her standout for me. I love every lyric. I feel like she perfectly articulates the range of reactions I have when thinking about particular love interests from my life. Incredulous to angry to ambivalent to in pain to pathetic. It flows with the punctuation of a heated argument with her man, with herself.

Stand out lyrics:

And don’t take this personal
But you ain’t shit
And you weren’t special
Til I made you so
You better act like you know
That I’ve been through worse than you

I shoulda figured though
All that shit you was spittin’
So unoriginal
But it was you
So I was with it

I think your pride is just
In the way
Funny how everything changed
Once you got all that you wanted
Nothing was ever the same

I don’t need you
But I want you
I don’t mean to
But I love you

Don’t watch the music video. The requisite sexuality for R&B videos these days interferes with the performance. Just listen and emote.