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Breaking bad

You dressed my wounds in perfect white
Gave me promises that lost their light
Thought I’d break, thought I’d fall apart
Now I’m the storm that’ll tear your heart
[Pre-Chorus]
You kissed the venom, called it love
Now I’m the shadow you can’t outrun
Every rose you gave’s a bitter blade
And I’m the reckoning you’ve made
[Chorus] I move like silence dressed in black
You broke me once — I’m breaking bad
Hope she tastes the blood you hid
I know every dirty thing you did
You thought you’d fool me with your lies
Now I’m the bitch who’ll watch you die
[Verse 2] Your hands still stink of sweet decay She wears your guilt like cheap bouquet You haunt my name? I haunt you more I’m every lock you can’t restore
[Pre-Chorus] You kissed the venom, called it love
Now I’m the shadow you can’t outrun
Every rose you gave’s a bitter blade
And I’m the reckoning you’ve made
[Chorus] I move like silence dressed in black
You broke me once — I’m breaking bad
Hope she tastes the blood you hid
I know every dirty thing you did
You thought you’d fool me with your lies
Now I’m the bitch who’ll watch you die
[Bridge]
Save your lies, don’t waste your breath
You fucked it up, now dance with death
And when you’re crawling, broke and through
The last bitch standing? Yeah — guess who.
[Outro] Dead girl walking, heart turned black
You lit the fuse — I won’t hold back
No redemption, just my name
Branded in your goddamn shame

Copyright (c) 2025 Lisa Andreou * All Rights Reserved.

Breaking bad

My Devil

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Nightmile

There’s a rattle in the kitchen drawer,
I know that sound, I’ve heard it before.
The fizz, the snap, the hiss, the grin—
That’s when the real bad starts to begin.

He calls it juice, he calls it fun,
He calls it "just one, then I’m done."
But he drinks until he can’t stand straight,
And slams the door when he’s home too late.

He smells like fruit and fire and lies,
His eyes go dark, then twice their size.
I hold my breath and count to ten,
But I lose count—he yells again.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, all over the floor,
Each one’s a monster behind the door.
He pops the top and disappears—
What’s left behind is what I fear.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, sweet on the tongue,
But he gets louder with every one.
They roll around like tiny sins—
He’s not my daddy when they win.

He laughs too hard, he cries too loud,
He talks to ghosts and makes me proud—
To hide. To run. To turn to stone.
To pray real quiet when we’re alone.

Sometimes he hugs me, then lets go,
And throws the TV through the snow.
Says, “Don’t look at me like your mom,”
But I don’t know what I did wrong.

He stumbles down and I go numb,
He says it’s not the drink—it’s them.
I step on caps and they cut my feet,
I guess that’s what he means by sweet.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, rattling loud,
I hear them coming and I’m not proud.
He opens one like opening war—
And I just slide beneath the floor.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, cherry and pain,
He drinks the joy, then screams my name.
They said it's fun, they said it’s cool—
But no one said it breaks the rules.

He tells me I’m his little star,
But stars don’t live where bruises are.
He says he loves me, then he falls—
And I don’t feel much love at all.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, candy lies,
Lined up neat like alibis.
He pops the top and slips away,
And I grow older every day.

Bottle caps, bottle caps, bitter and blue,
They taste like him, they taste like truth.
I used to beg him, “Please just stop…”
Now I just sweep them up.

He says he’ll quit, he says he might—
But every cap’s another night.
I hate the ones that fizz and pop…
I wish the bottle came with a lock.

Bottle Caps

She was ridiculed as a child, held back, and oppressed, but look at her now! Amy Arte belts out a single to let everyone know she's on her way. This is a song to inspire all those trying to overcome obstacles. Have faith and confidence in yourself and always move higher north. Soon, you'll be able to have your own "mic drop" moment. 

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Mic Drop

cold heaven

The Rhythm of Becoming

你抱著我掉眼淚說這世界太複雜
每當他傷你一次
手腕就會長出花
紋在一圈一圈 像荊棘纏繞著
我也想帶你離開著
但我不是高誥哲
他說我夠另類
怎麼喜歡od妹
但她是膽小鬼
需要人依偎
對妳不太了解
但想我夠匹配
妳別掛斷電話聲
我會馬上
抓清楚底線

不想要再跟你猜謎
這不是遊戲
成為妳身邊固定的班底
躺在我胸裡
別擔心
我不是妳的傷口
他給你的壞
一句 ”我在“就全帶走
這世界像洛聖都
都想搶劫妳的心
最好的結局奔赴
而卻到來的是妳
我也受夠了傷口
別再對我找框架
我想要聽到妳對我說



妳抱著我掉眼淚說這世界太複雜
不想要抱著你說出口還是一句話
連成一圈一圈 像鋼絲纏繞著
我也想帶妳離開這
我不可能逃跑的
也許我夠另類
怎麼喜歡od妹
我也是膽小鬼
需要和你依偎
也許妳難了解
但是我夠體貼
聽到掛斷電話聲
我會馬上靠近妳一些

OD妹 PHARCHER REMIX

Block Bleeders

YOU DONT WANNA LOVE ME

Blood for the blood god
Skulls for the skull throne 

cold heaven

brother Chris