СЕРАФИМ [prod. By BARDAQ]

УННВ-искренность REMIX

Mind's a jungle, vines tangle in my thoughts,
Stitching up wounds that the world forgot.
Echoes of pain in the chambers of my chest,
But these beats be the balm, let the soul rest.

Therapeutic tunes, medicine in my veins,
Washing over wounds, cleansing the stains.
The rhythm whispers, "You’re free to be,"
Healing rhymes, a melody for me.

Broken clock ticking, but I’m still on time,
Heart’s a metronome, syncopated design.
Past scars fade, they dissolve in the bass,
Each bar a bandage, each rhyme a safe space.

Needles of sound thread the fabric of my soul,
Filling in the gaps, making me whole.
A soundtrack to rise, to mend, to fight,
Every note’s a torch in the dark of night.

Therapeutic tunes, medicine in my veins,
Washing over wounds, cleansing the stains.
The rhythm whispers, "You’re free to be,"
Healing rhymes, a melody for me.

Vinyl crackles, a heartbeat in the groove,
Every measure moves, every lyric soothes.
The therapy of music, my eternal decree,
Healing rhymes, my sanctuary key.

TRUEтень Isupov - Душу Верни Мне

Виктор Юрьевич