RATED MA and all that.

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Radio~

[Verse 1] Remember the days when we’d walk down the street? Laughter like music, it felt so complete. But the shadows are creeping, and the echoes won't fade, Memories linger, but the trust has betrayed. [Chorus] Don't tell me no lines, been through it sometimes, No feelings were felt, just go fuck yourself. You stitched up the wounds, pulled the threads of deceit, Thought you were my light, but you melted away. [Verse 2] Used to see stars through our laughter-filled nights, Now it’s just silence, and I’m losing the fight. You painted a picture of a love so divine, But it faded to grey, like a heart out of time. [Chorus] Don't tell me no lines, been through it sometimes, No feelings were felt, just go fuck yourself. You stitched up the wounds, pulled the threads of deceit, Thought you were my light, but you melted away. [Bridge] Now I’m finding my voice, reclaiming my heart, No more your puppet, I’m tearing apart. With each whispered word, I’m forging my way, I’ll dance in the rain, let it wash you away. [Chorus] Don't tell me no lines, been through it sometimes, No feelings were felt, just go fuck yourself. You stitched up the wounds, pulled the threads of deceit, Thought you were my light, but you melted away. [Outro] Oh, oh, oh, oh, just go fuck yourself. Oh, oh, oh, oh, you’re history now.

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

[Verse 1] I have to wow the populous, I cannot scream, not make a fuss. Wake up when the sun comes up, Work out and off to do my stuff.

[Chorus] I have to wow the populous, (entertain the lot of us!) I never tire of gay ole times, (sipping drinks and bagging dimes.)

[Verse 2] Who will be your number two, When fate gets mad and pokes at you? Keep you from that fateful fall, Into the pit where demons crawl.

[Chorus] I have to wow the populous, (entertain the lot of us!) I never tire of gay ole times, (sipping drinks and bagging dimes.)

[Bridge] I have to keep the people clean, Bless them do the crosses thing. As evil walks like oozing puss, Still I must wow the populous.

[Chorus] I have to wow the populous, (entertain the lot of us!) I never tire of gay ole times, (sipping drinks and bagging dimes.)

[Outro] Please now folks don’t make a fuss, And let me wow the populous!

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

Written and Produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

[Intro] (Spoken) In a world gone mad, listen close... [Verse 1] They’re shouting on the airwaves, madness on parade, Promises like smoke rings, fading unafraid. Echoes of ambition, lost in the machine, Dancing on the ashes of the dreams we’ve seen. [Chorus] Hey, can you hear the whispers of the wasted? Voices in the darkness, all our hopes are fated. In the land of the brave, we’ve built a shallow grave, Tell me, what’s the price of all the lives we’ve traded? [Verse 2] Paper kings and queens rise from the wreckage tall, Spinning webs of lies, while the truth starts to fall. Children in the shadows, they learn to play the game, With shackles made of choices, they’re never quite the same. [Bridge] Like a ghost that’s haunting, in the dead of night, Restless hearts are searching for the fading light. Can we find redemption, in this tug of war? Or are we just the echoes of a never-ending score? [Chorus] Hey, can you hear the whispers of the wasted? Voices in the darkness, all our hopes are fated. In the land of the brave, we’ve built a shallow grave, Tell me, what’s the price of all the lives we’ve traded? [Solo] (Guitar solo over the chorus progression) [Chorus] Hey, can you hear the whispers of the wasted? Voices in the darkness, all our hopes are fated. In the land of the brave, we’ve built a shallow grave, Tell me, what’s the price of all the lives we’ve traded? [Outro] (Talk off) In the end, we stand divided, only when will we unite? The echoes of our choices, shall ring into the night.

Written and Produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

[Intro] Whispers in the quiet night, Memories of you and I [Verse 1] I hope that you are doing well, In a world where shadows swell. May your laughter never fade, Let the sunshine lift the shade. [Chorus] Hope the devil fails to quell, Your spritely soul, your secret spell. In the echoes of your light, I still find you in the night. [Verse 2] And when the clouds begin to chase, Know your dreams still hold their place. Like a compass pointing true, I will always come back to you. [Chorus] Hope the devil fails to quell, Your spritely soul, your secret spell. In the echoes of your light, I still find you in the night. [Bridge] Now I walk these empty streets, Searching for the warmth that meets, Every thought of who you are, Guiding me like a distant star. [Chorus] Hope the devil fails to quell, Your spritely soul, your secret spell. In the echoes of your light, I still find you in the night. [Outro] Whispers in the quiet night, Memories of when we’d take flight.

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

one day it will hit me and I will write a song and people they will wonder who is playing this song

and players they will play it, when they try to meet a gal and truckers on the radio will sing along and howl

I am sure you knew this but I sure like to scribe Wish I'd written my best with my father still alive

Not sure if you knew this but I'm on YouTube now I've got a thousand views two thumbs a star-eyed wow

I will be so popular through chickens I will plow they'll never get enough they'll never settle down

(solo)

one day it will hit me just you wait and see people they will gather for my festivities

and players they will play my song when with girls they try and get along and memorize every single note and play it with a gleeful gloat

Not sure if you knew this but I'm on YouTube now I've got a thousand views two thumbs a star-eyed wow

but you need a million just to make a buck or two blend in like a chameleon as they steer your every move

I am so dang angry through barricades I'll plow and even if they catch me they'll just decide to let me out

And I will whistle as I run writing songs beneath the sun that one day surely shall become a top ten hit or number one

(solo)