by SinsHere & D-Minor

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It's heavily in the works right now and, in fact, it's very near completion. A few missing verses and choruses aside, every song has a beat and we are eager to jump into the studio and release this monster onto the world.


released March 18, 2012




SinsHere Reno, Nevada

MC. Poet. Sincere. Growing up in a broken home, SinsHere found writing at the tender age of 8 and began using words to interpret his surroundings. What initially began as a defense mechanism quickly transformed into a passion for the art of hip-hop. His stage name may hint at the sincerity in his lyrics but his brutal honesty shines through and hold it's own next to D-Minor’s mesmerizing beats. ... more

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Track Name: Porcelain Doll
[Verse One]
See the hairline cracks in her porcelain skin
The little dimples and dents in her cheeks and chin
An angel's kiss place right above her lip
Watching everyone walk by from the shelf she sits
Subtle blue eyes, rosy red cheeks
Perfect teeth hidden behind a perfect smile
not to speak
As she sits still in silence - blinded by heavy eyelids
Watching the world go by atop her shelf
Never to be held - she wasn't made for play
Only for display - if she ever fell, she'd break
Then she'd be worthless to collectors
and merchants that would only do the same
And neglect her perfection in the same way
Her fingernails painted a beautiful red
Gorgeous brown locks pouring from her head
With disdain growing behind pained eyes
Wishing someone else was the prize instead
In all her perfection
she's not to be messed with
When deep down she wants to be touched
She wants to be hugged - she wants to be loved
But no one will play with her for fear of breaking her
So high on the shelf she remains
That is her place for the rest of her days
With her long distance gaze and pretty white gown
Only to collect dust in the corners of her mouth
And weigh that smile to a frown


[Verse Two]
See the smudges and scratches on her porcelain skin?
Inviting blue eyes
accompanied by reluctance to let you in
Long eyelashes like bars on a gate
Watching everyone walk by from the shelf she waits
Observing and learning that the world isn't safe
Played with a couple times
acquired some cuts and scrapes
Made for display; amazed she's yet to break
But her shelf isn't that high
Only about eye level where they set her
It still comes as a big surprise
When she doesn't break - when she falls to the dresser
Most dolls would probably crack from the pressure
Not her.
She may lose a piece or two but they just glue her back together
She's never the same though
Her face and frame look the same but something's changed
Inside her eyes is something painful
That's why she'll play but isn't always playful
That's why she'll play but isn't always graceful
Sitting awkward on a shelf for a long time
does have a disadvantage
It has the potential to cause damage
and throw one off balance
So she sits slanted
Watching the world in worry
Knowing that she'll never understand it
Track Name: We've Got Ourselves A Hostage Situation
She's got all the symptoms
No confidence in her system
No one can see why she stays with him
She says it love, I say she's a victim


You ask for mercy, I ask if you deserve it
I mean, come on. Is my time really worth it
-to hear you piss and moan and beg for forgiveness?
I've heard this speech a hundred times before
I almost know it word for word
I don't need to listen
Oh, this time's different? Yup, right on cue
You've seen the error in your ways,
You wanna change and I wanna believe you
You'll apologize in 3, 2, 1
Yup, there it is. Like you always do
But who are you apologizing to:
Me, who can't stand the sight of you
Or yourself for slipping and ripping your life in two?
You say things'll get better but they never do
And ol' clever you manage to persuade me
One minute you love and praise me
Next minute you're fucking crazy
Sounding off like you hate me
Next day, you say you don't - "it was just an episode"
Excuses, excuses. Yea, here we go. Let 'em flow
There's a lot on your mind, you're stressing so
-bad and you have trouble letting go
My question is: which one are you lying to?
Who you trying to convince?
'cause when you get pissed
And say you hate me it really sounds like you do
'till you take it back tomorrow saying "I'd die for you"
But you know what?
One day I'ma call your bluff
And put a fucking knife in you
I used to say "I love you"
'cause I saw the knight under the armor shining through
But now I picture myself knocking out those teeth you're always lying through
I hate this side of you
Now I lay awake nights from you
-thinking how I can escape
You sit there and promise change
But I'm done fighting you
You wanna do what's right for me
But you should focus on what's doing right for you..


[Chorus] x2

She hangs here in this prison
By the thread of love she's given
Wishing he'd change but he isn't
She's got Stockholm Syndrome
Track Name: Nicole
[Verse One]
You want perfection? I see destruction
Society serves as a wormhole
It sucks to see you sucked in
You must've got a concussion from descending heaven's steps
You must've caught your lace and hit your effin' head
You're hoping for a halo? You'll be lucky for a ring
Keep acting like this. I won't change for the machine
I can't date a robot. I can't see a thing
Even a caged bird sings
Your voice must be broken
Choking on fresh air cause it's free
You gotta be a key, a token to the gate
I should poke you to make sure you're awake
You sleep too much to dream so little
You want what everyone has
You've made that clear, Crystal
Fistful of failures and shame on your breath
It's a pain to watch you try gain anything from sex
Don't trip. I won't look at you any less
Here's a breath mint and some twenties
Make sure I'm next

[Chorus] x2
Did it hurt? (Did what hurt?)
When you fell from heaven
It's not a pickup, it's a punchline
On your search for perfection
And just like the movies, everything's fake as fuck
Maybe if I kill the green screen it'll wake you up

Go ahead, live life like everything's a travesty
You're mad at me 'cause you can't see the pageantry?
I'd send you an invite to the laughing tree
-but you're so high on your branches you'd probably laugh at me
Glad to be the last to see "Ms. Beauty Queen"
Try her way into a movie scene
You won't get the part
You may have all the looks but you don't have the heart

[Verse Two]
Ugly duckling was a swan all along
Now the duckling's suckling her way to the top
You won't earn the spot
You'll get dropped from the list
I see you on the train tracks tied at the ankles and wrists
There's something wrong with this:
It's been done before
Overdone by struggling actresses that come before
Nowadays, it's not enough to possess skills and traits
They want chicks with looks,
Chicks with hooks willing to raise the stakes
That'll stop at nothing - like they cut the breaks
If you don't catch the drift
They want you suck dick and take one to the face
So most never make their debut and do porn flicks

[Chorus] x2