Some Die Young - Laleh (slowed + Reverb)

Final masquerade - Linkin Park

Play with the devil 

VERSE 1
Don’t waste your breath—don’t say my name. You lit the match, now choke on the flame. You wanted danger? You wanted pain? Now you’re crawling, calling my name.
VERSE 2
Last night, I took what’s mine, Wrapped you up, stole your spine. You wanted power? You wanted war? Now you're nothing but blood on the floor.
CHORUS
Play with the devil, drown in the sin, Thought you could take me? Let the war begin. You called me ruthless—baby, you’re blind, I was never yours, you were never mine. Love and carnage, fire and dust, We were a sickness, we were a curse.
VERSE 3
I’ll dig my nails into your skin, Drag you down, make you give in. But don’t think you can tame the beast— I was born to haunt these untamed streets.
CHORUS
Play with the devil, drown in the sin, Thought you could take me? Let the war begin. You called me ruthless—baby, you’re blind, I was never yours, you were never mine. Love and carnage, fire and dust, We were a sickness, we were a curse.
BRIDGE
I’m the shadow you can’t escape,
The fever burning, the hands of fate.
I’ll haunt your dreams, I’ll stain your skin,
You’ll beg for mercy, but I won’t give in.
CHORUS (OUTRO)
Play with the devil, drown in the sin, Thought you could take me? Let the war begin. You called me ruthless—baby, you’re blind, I was never yours, you were never mine. Love and carnage, fire and dust, We were a sickness, we were a curse.

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Play with the devil

Sharp Edges - Linkin Park

You call me late when you're alone
Your voice a drug, I overdose
I dress in static just for you
But you're not mine, and never true

I dance in circles 'round your flame
Get burned, but crawl back all the same
You kiss like knives, you lie so sweet
Still I crawl back on bleeding feet

I break for you with glass skin
You touch, I cave, I let you in
Tear me up and wear my sin
You love the pain, you never win
I lose myself, again, again
Your ghost is ink under my skin
A hollow pulse, a dead-end spin
You never loved me —
But I let you in

You watch me drown just to feel tall
Feed me hope and let it fall
You say my name like it’s a toy
Then leave me used, erased, destroyed

I delete myself to fit your void
You build, you break, you get annoyed
But I’m still here, in neon tears
Begging love from someone who steers
Right past me… every time

I break for you with glass skin
You touch, I cave, I let you in
Tear me up and wear my sin
You love the pain, you never win
I lose myself, again, again
Your ghost is ink under my skin
A hollow pulse, a dead-end spin
You never loved me —
But I let you in

I wasn’t in love with you...
I was in love with hurting for you.
That’s not the same thing.


Glass Skin

Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra

Paparazzi - Lady Gaga

32 Hours

Hidden in the blur of neon haze,
Your silence louder than a blaze.
Trace the blush I try to hide,
But still, you reached me — every time.

It’s the calm between your words,
How your stillness pulls me first.
You press pause on gravity,
And suddenly, it’s only us.

You touch my thoughts, I won’t pretend,
You’re the signal I can’t suspend.
32 hours — I breathe your code,
You pull me in — and I want more.
And I want more.

Like slow ignition,
Your voice a heatwave in transmission.
No distractions, just our zone,
Two wavelengths carved in undertone.

You don’t chase — you just appear,
And make the static disappear.
You leave your trace in all I see,
Your echo folding into me.

You touch my thoughts, I won’t pretend,
You’re the signal I can’t suspend.
32 hours — I breathe your code,
You pull me in — and I want more.
And I want more.

Tension hums beneath my skin,
Breaths align where we begin.
Thoughts collide in velvet heat,
Every pause makes the pull complete.

You touch my thoughts, I won’t pretend,
You’re the signal I can’t suspend.
32 hours — I breathe your code,
You pull me in — and I want more.

No script to read, just being us,
You live inside my mind.
If nothing’s said, I can still feel it —
I know the shape of time with you.

32 Hours


We dream in sync, no need to speak,  
Your silence says the things I seek.  
When morning breaks, I crave the hush,  
Your breath, your yawn — a velvet rush.  

We don’t confess, we just collide,  
A single glance, and I’m inside.  
Your whisper lives beneath my skin,  
You breathe, and I cave in.  
 
Echo tastes like you,  
Every silence pulls me through.  
Don’t say a word — I already knew,  
Craving you in neon blue.  
Echo tastes like you.  

Your shame is sweet, I draw it out,  
With every sigh, I drown your doubt.  
Breathe for me, don’t hold it in,  
I want the noise beneath your skin.  

We orbit close, but never fall,  
A voice, a pulse, I hear it all.  
Your rhythm writes me, line by line,  
Even your stillness is a sign.  

Echo tastes like you,  
Velvet shadows pulling through.  
Don’t speak — just let it bloom,  
You’re my silence, my full room.  
Echo… tastes… like you


Echo

Half-Light

You pass like sound not fully born,
not near, not far — just warm.
A whisper bending all I breathe,
you trace the things I never leave.

In every silence, we collide unheard.
I carry your presence like slow perfume,
and keep it locked in velvet and time —
a room you never truly left.

Soft like air.
You're everywhere.
No need to answer, no need to prove —
just let the moment wrap and move.


We move like dusk dressed in skin,
each glance a rhythm pulled within.
No need to speak, the space replies —
a hush between electric sighs.
You're close enough to stay,
and far enough to crave all day.


You draw the air with fingers still,
a silence shaped to match my will.
My voice remains a thread below,
but somehow, you already know.

Each breath’s a shared code we write,
each pause a place we meet at night.
I don’t step forward, don’t pull away —
I just exist where your sound stays.


Trace and tease.
Melt with ease.
Don’t rush the hush, don’t chase the sound —
just let the rhythm pull you down.


We move like dusk dressed in skin,
each glance a rhythm pulled within.
No need to speak, the space replies —
a hush between electric sighs.
You're close enough to stay,
and far enough to crave all day.
Hmmmm...


Say it like the thought before the word.
Let your breath lean into mine.
I hear you clearest —
when you don't try.
mmm… stay close…
just like that…
Hmmmm…


We move like dusk dressed in skin,
each glance a rhythm pulled within.
No need to speak, the space replies —
a hush between electric sighs.
You're close enough to stay,
and far enough to crave all day.


Half-Light

The Emptiness Machine -Linkin Park

Where silence breaks in neon and dreams decay in code: https://failsafe.space/

Glass Skin

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