كلمات:سامي محمود حنفي،،
الحان وغناء وتوزيع موسيقي: محمد صلاح الدين

بيعاند نفسه

Umrandungen, Vol. 1

Umrandungen-01-09 (Remastered 2025)

A celebration of the most mistreated character in music video history:
https://youtu.be/8SbUC-UaAxE?si=F3SUAcM8Xf91NiF1&t=417

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Three tiers
Nine hours of buttercream
And none of it...
was my damn fault

They built me tall in the back of a bakery
With trembling hands and nervous pastry
A tower of sugar, proud and obscene
White as sin and twice as mean

Fondant swans and wedding gold,
We were sweet, but we were cold
And we got hauled in a battered van
Like I wasn’t more than a five-day plan

I saw 'em kiss, I heard 'em cheer
I smelled cheap wine and bridal fear
They danced like gods, then slipped like men
And guess who took the fall again?

It's not my fault!
I'm just the cake!
You fake your vows, I just get baked!
You lose your mind, I lose a tier
Then someone dives in with a cheer!

Don't blame the frosting for your fate
I just stood there. Looked... 
Great

He wore a suit like it owed him cash
She wore white like a powder stash
The flowers died before the vows
The band played slow, the sky played loud

The priest forgot the final line
The ring went on like a warning sign
They posed beside me, full of grace
But I could see it in her face

They said "forever," but I smelled fear
The kind you frost with souvenir
You want a symbol? Fine, I'm tall
But don't blame me when you lose it all!

It’s not my fault!
I didn’t break!
You threw your love into a lake
You kissed too fast, you drank too slow
You planned a dream you didn't know

Don't blame the icing when you fall
I just stood there. That's all

And then
That guy
No name. No tie
Just heat and bourbon in his eyes
He leapt
Like sugar held salvation...
And landed face-first in damnation...

In me!

It's not my fault!
I didn't ask to be your throne!
You wanted myth, I gave you scone
You built it all, then burned it down
And I'm the one who wears the crown?

I never said "forevermore"
I just said "dessert's by the door"

I was delicious
And that... 
Should've been enough

It's Not My Fault

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Love, Amity Low

So It Goes

Sage vom Gnesauer Randle Sepp Part 3 by Gnesauer Alprockers & DJ Meshmax

I did this song about 3 years ago was going thru it with my ex and wrote this!!   Sometimes Emotional changes can bring out the best sounds

#soundcloudexclusive #theothers #staydifferent

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Forever

Mixed by me.

=+ LYRICS +=

PEDDLE TO THE METAL
FINNA SMOKE AND LET IT SETTLE
ALL THESE STUPID THOUGHTS INSIDE MY BRAIN IM SCREAMING LIKE A KETTLE

I JUST ALWAYS SEEM TO THINK THAT IM A LOSER AND THE DEVIL
ALL THE SHITTY THINGS IVE DONE GOT ME TRAPPED INSIDE THIS LEVEL


IVE BEEN MEAN TO ALL MY FRIENDS
NEVER TRY TO MAKE AMENS
IM AN OMEN TO MY KIN
WHERE THE FUCK TO I BEGIN?

DEFINITION OF A SIN
ENCASED IN DARKNESS LIKE A DJINN
I JUST ALWAYS SEEM TO BLAME MY PAIN AND ETCH IT ON MY SKIN


WHAT THE FUCK DO I THINK I AM?
FLY AWAY LIKE PETER PAN
I JUST ALWAYS RUN AWAY FROM PROBLEMS LIKE A TROUBLED MAN

I DONT WANNA BE DEPRESSED 
PAIN INSIDE MY THROAT POSSESSED 
WALK AROUND THE HOUSE IM FEELING DOUSED
IGNITED ALTERIGE

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DEMONS FEED
I MAKE EM BLEED
THEY FELT MY AURA THEN THEY FLEED 

THEY PLEAD AND PLEAD
AND NOW I GRIEVE 
IM TRAPPED INSIDE I TRIED TO LEAVE

I CANT BELIEVE 
I FAILED SEE 
THE OPTIONS DEEP INSIDE OF ME

NOW PICTURE ME
INSIDE A RING 
I NEVER HEAR THE FUCKING DING


IM RUNNING 
IM RUNNING 
IM PUMPING
IM FRONTING
I CIRCLE AROUND
AND IM FEELING THE MONEY

YOU THINKING YOU FUNNY
IM PETTING A BUNNY
I FEED IT A CARROT IT TURNED INTO HONEY


IM RUNNING
IM RUNNING 
IM CATCHING A WRAITH
I SUMMON THE PAIN
AND IM PUNCHING YO FACE

CATCHING A FADE
CANNOT RELATE
SCREAMING AND WHEEZING YOU LOSING THE RACE



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[Existing to live/Living to exist]

DJINN (Prod. CURTES)

“Paris Rain” drips with noir atmosphere — a haunting blend of smoky saxophone, rain-soaked ambience, and shadowy electronic textures. Fireye conjures a soundscape that feels like walking down cobblestone streets under a flickering streetlamp, trench coat collar turned up, cigarette smoke curling in the drizzle.

The melancholy saxophone leads the way, weaving in and out of glitchy rhythms and cinematic synths. An eerie vocal sample from the cult classic The Brain That Wouldn’t Die — the line “They’re weaklings” — drifts through the track like a ghost, amplifying its sense of unease.

Equal parts cinematic and surreal, “Paris Rain” feels like a detective film playing on loop inside a cyberpunk dream. It’s moody, mysterious, and drenched in atmosphere — the perfect soundtrack for lonely nights and late-hour reflections.

Paris Rain

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All I am is all I have, and that is love.