the piano, lyrics, guitar, ville's voice everything in this song is perfect 💓💓

I love both versions but the way Ville sings the chorus in this demo is perfect as well as the following verses and the final part

where can i find this version on apple music

HELL YEAHHHH 🗣️‼️🔥🙏‼️🗣️

2025…. 🎀

HIM Join Me In Death (rare Demo 1998)

𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 | ℌℑ𝔐 | 𝔰𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔡 + 𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔟

(Talk to me now)
(Talk to me)
(Talk to me yuh)
It’s been hard on a nigga lately (It’s been so hard, so)
Friends turning into foes switching on me quick, Yeah
Got my head on a swivel don’t know who to trust (I don’t know who to)
She was already spotted she sitting there think she moving slick
You say that you love me
But I don’t feel nothing
And ion understand, why you keep bluffing
And you keep running
It don’t make sense
It don’t add up to nothing
(Yeah, Woah)
Just tell me how, you feel 
Cause i’m here right now (Here right now)
Ian’ going nowhere I promise
You the one that left a broken promise
You the one that’s leaving me with all this-
Pain that I can’t deal with (Oh-Hoh)
Rolling up telling me you’re healing (You’re Healing)
I’m waiting, my soul been bleeding
(My Soull)
I been working retail (I been working yo’)
Why the hell are you here? (Why the hell are you?)
Yo’ intentions ain’t clear (Yo intentions ain’t)
Contacts get cleared (Contacts yuh)
No one to talk to (No one to talk to)
That’s how it feels like (That’s how it feels right)
Talking to you feels right 
Staying up the whole night
Looking at me tired in the morning
I don’t even care lets keep it going
She said that she feels some more emotion (She feels)
I know that we bonding in the moment (We Bond)
I know that it’s been a couple months
But I cannot get you out my head
Wasted days i’m settling in bed 
Feels like I been living this again

All Plats

So Hard

HIM - join me in death (slippery when dead/demo 1998)

HIM    Join Me In Death (1998)

not my song just wanted it on here to listen to sorry thanks

Made of Pain/Decalius - Made Of Pain

LYRICS:

Let me wake up in your arms, you say it's not alright
Let me be so dead and gone, so far away from life
Close my eyes, hold me tight
And bury me deep inside your heart
All I ever wanted was you my love
You're all I ever wanted
You, my love
Let me never see the sun, never see you smile
Let us be so dead and so gone
So far away from life
Just close my eyes, hold me tight
And bury me deep inside your heart

HIM - Bury Me Deep Inside Your Heart (Demo 1998)

HIM - Join Me In Death, demo 1998 (slowed to perfect)

fuck with no one ft. cherriwood$ & quinn (prod. feardorian)

Fully Produced By rexv2

LYRICS

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

Stop it
Doing that fake sh*t
My n*ggas pop it
Slide tryn' spray sh*t
N*ggas tryn' drop sh*t
I just been waiting
Look at my options
N*ggas not maceing sh*t
We got Glock 10
B*tch I'm amazing
I just been flossing
I just got eight pints in from the doctor
All black spray on my sh*t
Sh*t awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
New drank came in
Sh*t out of boston
New J's came in n*gga just coped em'
You straight saying sh*t
Boy you the coppers
Bad h*e, lay my sh*t on her knockers
N*ggas wanna play
They get put off they rocker
I aint' even play
I just went to my locker
Ball every day
Right wrist might lock up
A whole three days
Lil' twin got locked up
Better watch what you say
Lil' twin might pop up
Had to take off the brain
Had to lift that top up
Said she AB gang
Had to lift her top up
Riding round every day
Gotta keep yo' choppa
Young n*ggas get slayed
Old N*ggas get slaughtered

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
T- Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

HIM Join Me In Death (rare Demo 1998)

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