our first single! hope u enjoy much love

@dokidokimanic x Oatm!lk (prodbyoatmilk)

keep ur head high (please)

oxygen w/ Jackie Platinum (johnnyfriend)

voices cover

DummyPop +Guti (number48)

self help

Thank you @demonxmade for joining on that track <3

Feel free to repost this track or upload it on other platforms, just make sure to give me and DemonMade the credits

LYRICS:
[dye'vert]
I'm confined in my feelings
girl you make me fucking weak and
we start fights for stupid reasons
maybe I'm blind and you are concealing
x2

[DemonMade]
I can't find a way to get past you
Since you left, you've been acting brand new
cut my wrist cause i can't feel you
might fade away just like my ex do

Now I passed out , black out, baby it’s a party now
Off a molly and bacardi , DeadDropout
She said she wants to feel my pain
Imma spread my wings and fucking flay away

[dye'vert]
I'm confined in my feelings
girl you make me fucking weak and
we start fights for stupid reasons
maybe I'm blind and you are concealing
x2

Prod. dye'vert
Guitars are also composed and played by me

I'm Confined In My Feelings w/ DemonMade

Clueless w/ Yung Krypto

freak

Про болючу спадщину яка випала на долю нічому невинних дітей цього покоління

Цей трек — не про війну.
Він про людину всередині війни.

About the painful legacy that fell to the fate of innocent children of this generation

This track is not about war.

It's about a man inside the war.

About the country that was promised "peace" in exchange for unarmedness.

About the world that watches the news and calls it a deep concern.

About God, who is not in heaven,

He is in the trenches, putting on a turnstile and holding the Defence with us.

There are no fictional characters here.

There are burned apartments, sirens instead of lullabies,

Children without answers and the question that echos from each line:

“What's my fault?”

This is the cry of a man who was not asked.

This is the voice of a country that is torn, but not broken.

I am Ukrainian.

I am God's child.

Про країну, якій обіцяли «мир» в обмін на беззбройність.
Про світ, що дивиться новини й називає це deep concern.
Про Бога, який не в небі —
він в окопах, накладає турнікет і тримає оборону разом із нами.

Тут немає вигаданих героїв.
Є згорілі квартири, сирени замість колискових,
діти без відповідей і питання, яке лунає з кожного рядка:
«У чому я винен?»

Це крик людини, яку не питали.
Це голос країни, яку рвуть, але не ламають.
Я — українець.
Я — Бога дитина.

goodbye

arcuti (@arcutii)