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Make or Break
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Wouldn't it be great to actually sell some music?
acid matrix
Listen to 'I Am Music'.
Been making music since 1999. I have recently begun to branch out into every Genre. Who knows what you'll find here.
Song Info
Genre
Electronic Dubstep
Author
AcID MatriX
Rights
2025 AcID MatriX
Uploaded
December 31, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 6.3 MB 192 kbps 4:34
Meta Data
BPM
75
Beat
4/4
Key
F min
Vocals
Male
Story behind the song
good thing I make music for me, cause years with hardly any sales is killing my motivation. I'm good at creating, but I'm terrible at every other aspect of actually making any money doing it.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] I stay up painting pictures in the dead of night, While they scroll past, double-tap, then kill the light, I pour the blood, the sweat, the tears into the source, They pirate dreams, then leave us behind of course, I built the stage, the lights, the sound, the scene, They show up late, complain the seats ain’t free... I feed the fire, they just want the heat, Stealing sparks while I burn my feet... [Pre-Chorus] We give, they take, They rise, We break, We make the wave, they ride it to the shore, We bleed, they fake, We stay awake, And still they always want more, [Chorus] It’s the creators, the makers, the dreamers, the doers, We entertain consumers, the takers, the thieves in the sewers... [Verse 2] They repost glory but never tag the source, Quote my pain like it’s written just for sport, I craft the story, they twist it for the clout, Sell my soul back to me at a markup, no doubt, Algorithms crown them kings of borrowed time, While the real ones grind in silence, out of the line, I plant the seeds, they harvest what they didn’t grow, Then act surprised when the garden don’t show, [Pre-Chorus] We give, they take, They rise, we break, We make the wave, they ride it to the shore, We bleed, they fake, We stay awake, And still they always want more, [Chorus] It’s the creators, the makers, the dreamers, the doers, We entertain consumers, the takers, the thieves in the sewers... [Bridge] One day the lights go out, the feed goes cold, No more content for the stories they told, Who gon’ save them when the well runs dry?, When the last creator says goodbye, What if they paid for the dreams we bring to life, Gave back to the spark instead of feeding the strife? We’re wired to build, not to sell or fight, There’s room for us all in the warmth and the light. Learn how to do, or find one who can, Lift up the maker with an open hand ’Cause leaving us hungry while you take the gold Is cruel in a world that could feed every soul. [Final Chorus] It’s the creators the makers the dreamers the doers We entertain consumers, the takers, the thieves in the sewers ... [Outro] We keep creating anyway We keep creating anyway
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