🎵 Music Addict: Hoping To Be Remembered
(Tribute to Dear Alcohol by Dax)

Original written by Daniel Nwosu Jr

I deeply admire Dax; he will write as many songs as there are stars in the sky, since he shines already!!!!

Dedicated to Samuel Martinek & Jordan Pascoe: thank you for being instrumental in helping me to understand this groundbreaking concept!
Mega edits by Amadeus Smooth

Lyrics:

Encore

I became a music addict by accident,
but that still doesn’t make it right
My songs pour out
Filling up journals with inky delights
That need for self expression might eat me alive
Hoping to be remembered

Became a music addict by accident, but that still doesn’t make it right
These songs pour out
Filling up journals with inky delights
That need for self expression lyrically might eat me alive
Hoping to be remembered

Hooked on miracles
Life’s not the same
As Alice, I grow and I shrink
Some days my memories feel fuzzy
From the meds I use for tough pain relief
It’s finally becoming clearer
Lyrically, that I might be on the brink
Of songs so soothing
When put to the test
I strongly pray I don’t go extinct
I’ve grown from wounds of old
This popsicle cold never ends
So I start bundling up
Wearing layers
All to help me warm
The garage is encapsulating the sound, as the music flows
It redefines my roles
Creates, in me, a better writer though
Unfortunately the isolation has become necessary for me to bear my soul
Musical riddles
Keep me inventing
& wash away my pouts
Burning the candle on both ends
Wish for more time for these spouts
MTV shirt bright pink,
Wearing it while my tunes compound, voice resounds, journals weigh pounds and pounds

Became a music addict by accident, but that still doesn’t make it right
My songs pour out
Filling up journals with inky delights
That need for self expression might eat me alive
Hoping to be remembered

Became a music addict by accident, but that still doesn’t make it right
My songs pour out
Filling up journals with inky delights
That need for self expression lyrically might eat me alive
Hoping to be remembered

Some days my body throws a fit
(Some days my body throws a fit)
But I feel the calm after
(I feel the calm after)
When I work on music
(When I work on music)
It distracts me from my fears
Replaced with care

Can’t go back, and fix when my body is screaming and hurting
That’s why I’d rather choose to sing
Some days the waters feel choppy
But in this world, it’s always swim or sink
These songs have kept me around
When I was close to death
I’ve made countless glasses of Kratom clink
I get Nucala shots every month
So my body stops eosinophil sabotaging
When no one else is watching
Miles & Oliver always love me
Through music, I avoid in-person conversations,
Continually say what I need Regardless of if anyone relates
Some days are rainy anyways
Hope that Sir Dax keeps sprinting his pace
Working on paving the way
For other artists that he motivates

I grow, but the clock is ticking
Time flies, we turn from flesh to vapor quickly
I want to try to steal away your hurts
Heal wounds from which you suffer
Yes, I believe, you will be blessed
Please care for yourself, and take the time to rest
Thankful to Dax, he expresses his thoughts for real
Appreciate you for listening!

I became a music addict by accident, but that still doesn’t make it right
My songs pour out
Filling up journals with inky delights
That need for self expression lyrically might eat me alive
Hoping to be remembered

I became a music addict by accident, but that still doesn’t make it right
My songs pour out
Filling up journals with inky delights
That need for self expression lyrically might eat me alive
Hoping to be remembered

End

Tribute by Melissa Smith:
- Melzy of Wonderland on Youtube
- Mel’s Music on Spreaker, Spotify, Apple Podcasts, JioSaavn, Castbox, Deezer, Podcast Addict, Google Podcasts, iHeartRadio, Podchaser, Facebook
&
- Melissa_Martinek_Smith on Instagram (AKA: MelsMusic)