[WARNING!!!]-YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENTER THE COOKIE'S MIND. WILL YOU ENTER? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 

TAPE 00 - TEARS FROM THE UNWELCOMING

Capacity 667 (demo)

-->[ WELL HELLO THERE OvO YOU ARE NOW ENTERING THE COOKIE'S MIND, FLEE WHILE YOU STILL CAN...]<--

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1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10
what are you doing here?
you're in a place where you will not find
no comfort
no safetyness
no protection
no joy
nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing
go back
go back
go back
go back
back
go back
go back
back
I SAID WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE????

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UNTITLED 000

yeah, i feel disconnected
its not even in the middle of those thoughts
it feels soo right to rot
it feels soo right to rot infront of u
there infront of u
i havent been fine
its fine
fine 

(3x)
welcome to my mind
u cant go back 
cant go back 
goodbye
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keep it in mind
when im right by ur side
u better gimme a hug
or imma die right by ur side 

keep it in mind
the way i live this life
is to keep making rhymes
while i blow some fucking lines
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imma grab the gun just to get the fuck out
imma drive a maserrati just to crash the lights out
i dont wanna live the good life
that shit better die like right now
im sorry for being like this
but god and the devil better come the fuck out
god and the devil better come the fuck out
i dont want the good or the bad
i want all the pain that u have to struck out on me
and it will all end until both of my hands are bleeding the fuck out

INTRO OF AN UNWELCOMING MIND

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destined to hide my skin
i erase my sins with alcohol
everything is a mistake
i shouldn't have been born
i wish my demons were stronger so i can be erased
but i think my demons love me too
now im taking four pills just to feel good
in the moment
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feel the acid in my brain
feel the fxcking cxcaine
filling up the veins
slit my brain
can't you tell?
can't you feel?
"the.......

THE PORCELAINE DOLL

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SON OF GOD
MORE LIKE SON OF NOTHING
SON OF GOD
SON OF GOD
U ARE BRAINLESS
U ARE PAINLESS 

SON OF GOD
SON OF GOD 

FATHER OF THE SON
I NEED U
BUT YOU DON'T CARE
BURN YOUR SON
LEFT ME DEAD
LOOK AT ME DETORIATE INFRONT OF YOU
SON OF GOD
HOW COULD YOU EXPRESS THIS WAY? 

SON OF NOTHING
LOOK AT YOU 
AND YOUR MISTAKES 

(MISTAKES/MISTAKES)
(MISTAKES/MISTAKES) 

FATHER OF THE SON
YOU'RE THE TRUE NOTHING
FATHER OF THE SON
YOU'RE THE TRUE UNFORGIVING
UNLOVING
YOU DONT CARE ABOUT NOTHING
FATHER OF THE SON
YOU'RE THE MISTAKE

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SON OF NOTHING

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i despise
how im still alive
time will never stop
soo i'll never be fine
time will never stop 

HOW AM I STILL ALIVE?
IM TIRED OF BEING THE REASON YOU DIE 

my thoughts should testify
their the reason i wanna die

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RAZOR DEVIL LEGACY

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day and night
ive been thinking about her ever since she slit her wrist
my thoughts and tears in the abbys
i don't wanna live a life like this 

ive been playing cards with death every single day
(day)

what else is there to say
i hate this fucking place 

i know u drown in every single pill bottle
to lifeless days u just want to erase
everybody that was there came to do betray u soo u decay/soo u decay

you will never build a place for someone to stay
(stay/stay/stay)
i look for better days to draw a better fate 
but im captured by hate
im captured by hate

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PLAYING CARDS WITH DEATH

Produced by Andrew Adkins
Recorded at Electrahead Media - Nashville, TN

All instruments performed by Andrew Adkins
Music and Lyrics by Andrew Adkins
© 2022 Andrew R. Adkins/Whiskey Begonias (ASCAP)

A Revolver In The Field

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Final Flight.mp3

Cover art: Letícia Torii

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A flor que nasceu na calçada
A flor que nasceu na calçada

Hoje eu deitei do outro lado da minha cama
Eu vi a minha vida de outra direção
Todo aquele espaço vazio

O problema não é não se encontrar
O problema é deixar de procurar

Te amar não faz sentido
Assim como o som do vento
O cheiro da chuva
E todo aquele espaço vazio
Todo aquele espaço vazio

Te amar não faz sentido
Assim como as cores do céu
Ao pôr do sol
E a flor que nasceu na calçada
A flor que nasceu na calçada

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The flower that bloomed on the sidewalk
Today I lay on the other side of my bed
I saw my life from a different angle
All that empty space
The problem isn’t not finding yourself
The problem is giving up the search
Loving you makes no sense
Just like the sound of the wind
The scent of rain
And all that empty space
All that empty space
Loving you makes no sense
Just like the colors of the sky
At sunset
And the flower that bloomed on the sidewalk
The flower that bloomed on the sidewalk
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A flor que nasceu na calçada

“This is not the end — just the last note left behind.” Vedran, Thank You All....

Vedran - The Bulletin Board

Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat / August  / 02 / 2025 / © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: LO-FI – Chill 
Single: 2025
Instrumental; Karl Heimgartner  
Title: Melodies Drift like a Gentle Breeze
Track :  07

Production - Mix and Mastering by Karl Heimgartner 
My studio workstation Presonus Studio One 5 Professional

Melodies Drift like a Gentle Breeze

This album is my first, and I think it turned out good. I like to inspire people with my music by you getting to know me and my problems and tribulations. I hope people can relate to my words, and be able to decide to take action to improve their lives.

What people think of you

When you have no choice but to leave. 🥹

Make me

A song for those days when you'd rather be under the duvet. 

Refugee of the Public Place

Vanished

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PLAYING CARDS WITH DEATH

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