Verse 1: Round and round goes the game, everybody is to blame, but nobody wants to claim the shame. Chorus: So, here we go, burning everything down; we refuse to see it’s been on a slow burn for 250 years. Verse 2: My side, your side, left, right, somewhere straight down the middle, shave a little on top, take from the bottom while everybody’s lookin’ over there. Chorus: So, here we go, burning everything down; we refuse to see it’s been on a slow burn for 250 years. Verse 3:

Listen up all y’all; this ain’t nothin’ new; the storm has been brewin’ for generations since day one is how we got here. My whole life, it wasn’t a matter of how, just when, and now the day is here, so you better buckle up, it’s only gettin’ rockier from here. Chorus: Do you want a king, or do you want freedom? Stand up, let your voice be heard, and your weight be felt; fight back or get out—it's time to break the mirage; the American Winter is here. Will America survive, or

By Aponi Gold In the music industry, fame is often treated as the ultimate finish line. We are taught to measure an artist by sold-out arenas, chart positions, and streaming numbers. But real artistry lives somewhere far deeper—in the raw, unyielding need to create, regardless of whether the spotlight ever hits. My sister, Sarah Schultheiss, is the embodiment of that truth: a relentless rock guitarist and vocalist who has spent decades honing her craft completely on her own t

Here I Come Again Waves crash against the bow. This cruise can be a bitch, I know; some folks are searching for heaven and hell, but baby, I can tell you well, it’s all inside you, can’t you see? All you gotta do is set your spirit wild and free. Here I come again, you can tell it’s me by the ruckus and noise, I ain’t no toy, baby, I’m the real thing, here I come, like I always do, gonna ride this wave and break on through. The nights are long, the stars align, this journey

I’m going down, down, down all the way down!

You push the needle in and shoot yourself into Heaven. Everybody’s drug is different, but the end is the same, and you have no one to blame. When your world comes crashin down, you have no one to blame except yourself, no! There ain't no one to blame except yourself!

I aint gonna stay in the shadows no more; I’m gonna bring my religion to the world, and Maggie can choke on the coming storm!

Didn’t give up my sanity to save my soul because you know you can’t give up what you never had.

Life often presents moments where failure and success coexist. You might experience a setback and a breakthrough in the same instant. This duality can feel confusing or overwhelming, but it also holds powerful lessons. Understanding how to embrace both failure and success can lead to deeper growth and resilience. Why Failure and Success Often Appear Together Many people think of failure and success as opposite ends of a spectrum. In reality, they often happen side by side. Fo

Hey, the time is growing short. I turned 59, and you know that from the first breath I took, life has been Rock and Roll. I’m rockin’ until I take my last breath, death can wait, I’m livin’ life to the fullest, unforgiven, but I’m singin’ my song, it’s a dirty way to live, but I’ve been here all along. Now I stand here, not a penny to my name, but you know I’m gonna keep rockin’ until I take my last breath. Death is gonna have to wait until I’m ready; nobody sold me on greene

Ken Paxton’s office launches tip line to encourage enforcement of Texas’s “bathroom bill.” Ayden Runnels, The Texas Tribune December 17, 2025 Texas Attorney General Ken Paxton is encouraging the public to help enforce the state’s “bathroom bill” via a tip line for suspected violations of the new law designed to restrict which facilities transgender people can use. Senate Bill 8, also known as the Texas Women’s Privacy Act, requires government buildings, schools and colleges

I don’t need a crystal ball to see, nor a fortune teller to tell me; I know what my future will be. If tomorrow finds me, I’ll be doing exactly what I did yesterday because I know I’ll go under if I don’t. You want the secret to a life lived well with no regrets, you must walk through Hell and find your Heaven in the smallest details, wear your scars proud, don’t worry about the past, time moves fast, so catch a ride and don’t ever look back, take the hits, roll with the punc

I’ve got my church raised on October 31 st, 1966. I’m a cold operator; a hot knife cuts me down the middle every time, so come and feel my love. At the crimson crossroads I stand, I’ve got my torch, my key, and my dagger. No God, no Heaven above it bubbles to the surface from a place so far down in my soul, it makes me dark as the night. Hecate, my underworld bride, makes me come alive. Her touch is both gentle and haunting, leaving a lasting impression of longing in its wak

I am the original Wiccedite, all killer, no filler. Been Wicced since birth, and I’ll be Wicced until I leave this earth. I’ve been moving, and grooving, dedicating soul and sweat to overcoming obstacles, forging meaningful work, and living by the mottos, Rawk Hard or Die, Never Surrender, Never Die, and Never Fade,” from day 1. Let that settle in your mind like thunder rolling across the sky. I never tried; I just did. I’ll never die; I tattooed my legacy on the arms of time

Hey sister, the years have rolled by, and they keep on rolling, but no matter the weather, I love you. Hey sister, look into my eyes, tell me what you see?

Baby, this is hard for me, so please lend me your ear, I gotta let it out, all the pain that I hold near, It ain't just about crying, it's time to share my truth, Unveiling my story, no filter, no excuse.

In this world, so cold and dark Where dreams are crushed and hopes embark I've got a fire burning deep inside A hunger for music I just can't hide

They tried to take my head, tried to take my heart, tried to take my body, then my soul, they tore apart, but I gave it all away to a simple chord and a driving beat, now you wanna play, want to mess with me?

Living this rock and roll duality is killing me. I want to stay true to myself, but it aint paying the bills. I’m playing this cheap guitar; it’s good for keeping my hands busy, but the rent is coming due I don’t like playing the blues, but what else is there to do? This Social Security aint paying the bills. I’ve got them broken life blues and I’m way overdue! Aint got no gig, aint got no album sales, but I got my 59 th birthday coming up, living on a shoestring, 50 cent mi

In a society that often prioritizes commercial success over artistic integrity, Sarah Schultheiss stands as a beacon of hope for aspiring musicians everywhere.