Copy of Daily Drops

Lyrics:

Made my mistakes
While you would watch
Me burn, and burn
But i love the thought
The thought of us
I cant turn, cant turn away
Why wont you stay
If there's nothing to change
I cant take, the pain away
One more mistake
Straight to my brain
All the memories of just you and me

Your too hard to tame
So I dug my grave
For you
Maybe I'm to blame
For all of our pain
Its eating my alive

Cause I made my mistakes
While you would watch
Me burn, and burn
But I love the thought
The thought of us
I cant change, can't change cause I

Made my mistakes
While you would watch
Me burn, and burn but I
I love the thought
The thought of us
I cant turn, cant turn so why
Why wont you stay
If there's nothing to change
I cant take, the pain
One more mistake
Straight to my brain
All the memories of just you and me

mistakes

Number11

Картавый пудель - Про мусоров и наркоту

see u in the summer

TreOkOk - His Eyes Were Like MIne (Billie Jean Remix)

You make me feel sick 

It’s kinda like I’m Caught in the middle of a bad dream 

I know you feel it 

Why am I an asshole 

really what’s that mean 

Taking anything as a measure of distracting
Close my eyes
don’t tell me what’s happening 
Ion wanna know 
Ion wanna be that 
If you’re turning your back 
Then I’m fadin into black 


I know you don’t wanna ask 
I know you don’t wanna play that 
Make it so sad 
When you hear it on the playback 

Please don’t say that
Please don’t say that 
Ion wanna hear if you never ever came back 

You make me feel sick 

It’s like I’m Caught in the middle of a bad dream 

 I know you feel it 

Why am I an asshole 

really what’s that mean 

Taking anything as a measure of distracting
Closin my eyes
don’t tell me what’s happening 

Ion wanna know 
Ion wanna be that 
If you’re turning your back 
Then I’m fadin into black 




Yeah I know I make You sick 

Everyday layin here
Yeah it gets maddening 

you think I can’t feel it 


But It make me feel
 bad when you tell me all these sad things 

In a bad dream 
You won’t tell me what’s happening 
Battling these demons 
You can’t see when they attack me 
Grab me 
Take me to the bottom I’m crashing 
Out 
She a snake give me venom to my neck 
Right now 
But I love the way it feel 
Hope I never come down 
She a snake give me venom to my neck right now
But I love the way it feel 
Hope i never come down
But I love the way it feel 
 I love the way it feel

And You make me feel sick 

It’s kinda like I’m Caught in the middle of a bad dream 

 I know you feel it 

Why am I an asshole 

really what’s that mean 

Taking anything as a measure of distracting
Closin my eyes
 don’t tell me what’s happening 
Ion wanna know 
Ion wanna be that 
If you’re turning your back 
Then I’m fadin into black 

And you make me 
And You make me feel sick 

It’s kinda like I’m Caught in the middle of a bad dream 

 I know you feel it 

Why am I an asshole 

really what’s that mean 

Taking anything as a measure of distracting
Closin my eyes
 don’t tell me what’s happening 
Ion wanna know 
Ion wanna be that 
If you’re turning your back 
Then I’m fadin into black 

bad dream (Prod. QUITAll)

Ka-Re - Половина (VICQ Hoodtrap Remix)

who is he too dumb
to miss out on fun
1, 2, 26, 50, 81
when is it now, where is the yellow grass

now that here here he rest 
all squeeze out
me who left
with my doubt

give a wave from up there to the petals in  the crowd

hey hi how can i take the damage off
this is
heavier than love
eclipse
catcher in the crop
oh well glitter on the gun

until i take the damage off
this is
happier than love
eclipse
catcher in the crop
oh well glitter on the gun

eclipse

Crumbling

bridges

Grafenberg’s debut full-length No Saints, No Proof is a hallucinatory collision of Anatolian psychedelia, dark electronic ritual, and surf-noir energy.
Ten tracks unravel like a midnight drive through shifting mirages: fuzz-saturated strings, trembling synths, hypnotic motorik drums, and a deep female voice bending between whispers and fire.

It is an album about memory and resistance — how glitches, ghosts, and fractured signals can become sacred. Ritual mantras (“Order Eats the Sun”, “Loom of Wires”) sit alongside spectral ballads (“Tape Ghost Mirage”, “VHS Desert Prayer”) and driving nocturnal anthems (“Motor Moon Communion”).

The sound is tactile, imperfect, and alive: warm compression, tape-delay halos, lo-fi grain.
For listeners of Gaye Su Akyol, Altın Gün, Tame Impala, and anyone seeking a darker, cinematic edge to psychedelic electronic music.

Order Eats the Sun

Produced by leonxr, SANIKWAVE, MARLOW, HEYARNOLD

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I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss
its excites me to the point of trembling

Mascara smears when you cries — but you laughs like you knew that would happen
I just like looking at your, even if you is silent and looks away
(that's you)
I like being your accessory, something you can use, throw away, put on again - I don't mind
I adore those black eyes, not because they are dark,
but because pain dissolves so beautifully in them

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss shade tonight
its excites me to the point of trembling

When your voice shatters in whispers,
I want to hold every broken piece in my chest,
let it cut me open, let it bleed out slow,
so you can see how devotion looks when it finally hurts enough.
Your lipstick tastes like rust,
but it burns sweeter than sugar when it cuts across my mouth.
(bleed into me, breathe into me)
I wanna your nails, I wanna your scars
I wanna the bruise where love pretends to hurt
i wanna ur eyes like collapsing stars
i wanna ur all cuz this only be mine

I'm all about your shade tonight
i like ur tattoss shade tonight
its excites me to the point of trembling
hu-uh





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"how to pretend" is an 6 track ep, which we put together in memory of a friend, who took her life. how to pretend, refers to the feeling of having to pretend you're something you're not. hopefully, you relate.

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