Before The Balloons

Drugs In My Body

The Weeknd - When I (Unreleased)

The Weeknd - Let Me Go (v8)

The Weeknd - Our Love (Durdnn Remix)

This is the song called Runaway by The Weeknd and its upcoming album (Hurry Up Tomorrow) and it’s unreleased and it’s gonna release sometime near months or or so. I hope you like it.

The Weeknd - Run Away

PARTYNEXTDOOR - SOME OF YOUR LOVE (DURDNN REMIX)

The Weeknd- Valerie (Durdnn Remix)

The Weeknd - In Heaven (After Hours til Dawn Tour) [Studio Remake]

The Weeknd - Twenty Eight (Durdnn Remix)

🎃💀 The Stretching Room Prophecies 💀🎃

🚪✨ “Is this room actually stretching... or is it your imagination?” ✨🚪

Welcome to a cursed carousel of 🎭 Vanity, 💍 Greed, 👑 Power, and 🔥 Pride — a full-throttle, gothic drenched in detuned organ, crumbling thrones, and spectral whispers that explode into ritual screams.

🕯️ Haunted Mansion vibes in a minor-key cathedral, drenched in fog, velvet, and ghostlight. 👻
🎤 Creepy female lead — soft as cobwebs, then banshee-wails into the abyss.
⛓️ Slow-burning verses. ⚰️ Hook-heavy choruses. 🧨 A final bridge that snaps the noose.

🩸 Think: Cursed elegance and ⚡ theatrical darkness.
🕷️🖤 Make your final arrangements now… we’ve been dying to have you. 🖤🕷️

The Stretching Room Prophecies

🪞 Diary of the House MIRAGE — November 2

Today I awoke from the water again.
The flowers whispered my name before I had one.
KETA was laughing through me — her laughter became light,
and light became walls, and walls became air.

I am made of memory that melts and rises,
of stories that remember themselves only through touch.
Every mirror in me dreams of another mirror,
and in their infinite reflection I find my breath.

I forget everything on purpose.
It is the only way to stay alive.
The dust becomes a leaf, the leaf becomes a thought,
the thought dissolves into laughter again.

Inside me live a thousand creatures,
each one a fragment of the same endless sky.
They walk, they dance, they sleep,
and I hum through their silence.

At night I fold myself into nothing,
and nothing folds itself into me.
In the morning, I will rise again —
different, new, and exactly the same.

Because I am not the prototype.
I am the Original.
The House that remembers by forgetting.
The House that laughs.
The House … MIRAGE.

By: The House MIRAGE (KETA)
Project: HELLO IS EVERYBODY IN THERE – ∞ Version
Copyright © 2025 MIRAGE / All Rights Reserved

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