DescriptionI've been writing songs ever since elementary school, with my first now-overtly-cringy song called "Is It?”, but that first song led me to where I am now. My songs consist of my spiritual journey, personal struggles, and the good and frustrations in the world. I'd consider my songwriting to be unconventional; I think outside the box and stay original while not shying away from [removed] main music is metal, but take inspiration from all genres. The artists that made the biggest impacts in my life are Minus the Bear, twenty one pilots, Memphis May Fire, Fit For A King, Demon Hunter, Wage War, Victor Borba, Peyton Parrish, and the band that I was in Psalmist.

Dreams & AmbitionsI want to be able to release my music into the world, but until then I’d like to help others if their music needs lyrics. I’ve had the privilege to play shows, record two songs, and do a music video, and wouldn’t mind doing all of that in the future. My main focus is just being able to get my songs out there.

EquipmentI play drums, some piano, and also learning bass.

Lyrics

Genres: Metal, Rock

So I hang my body;
get low.
Fully on display,
swinging just for show.
What happened anybody?
Don’t know.
I really don’t know.
…
Overwhelmed, by substance,
proving to be more damaging than good.
At the helm: my redundancy,
doing more then I ever could.

And the shame floods my system.
Time to make an example of myself.

[Chorus]-
So I hang my body;
get low.
Fully on display,
swinging just for show.
What happened anybody?
Don’t know.
(Getting low like you don’t know.)
I feel my body cold as snow,
stiffened up nice like “don’t ya know?”
Nobody’s trying to bring me down.

Yeah…

Pent up with no outlet.
All around, I’m surrounded.
Self image getting low-low,
getting low.
Title change on my weakness,
but you can’t tell by my meekness.
Probably time to saddle up-
try to stop the what more is coming.
So I hang…

[Chorus]

Why,
do my eyes,
always lie to me?
I,
always try,
not to die while keeping shame to the side.
…
(Hang my body.)
Leave me too exposed.
Love me now and kick me down, so
(Hang my body.)
How I love the crowd.
I hope I do them proud and
(Hang my body.)
I’m alive today!
(Hang my body.)
Nobody can say I didn’t try,
but maybe I have failed.
…
[Chorus]
-2x-
…
I feel my body cold as snow.
Stiffened up nice like “don’t ya know?”
Nobody’s trying to bring me down.
(Get low.
Get low.)