Papa

Ride It

Mattend - Ke Thone ( Si Ai )TikTok Remix

Un Jour Sans Toi

[Verse 1]
I let you in when the lights went low
You move like sin in a high-end coat
No love, just taste
No name, just face
Told myself don’t get too close
But close is the only thing you know
You don’t touch, you pull
And I bend like a fool

You don’t ask, you take
You don’t break  you fade
And I fall every time
Like I don’t know the line

[Hook]
You don’t need mercy
You don’t want peace
You just want power
Drip slow like heat
You don't say nothin’
But I hear it clear
You move like smoke
And I disappear
You don’t need mercy
You just need time
To break me slow
And leave no sign

[Verse 2]
Ash on the floor, wine on the sink
You say less, and I forget to think
I lost days in your stare
You don’t speak, but you swear
You don’t love, you use
But I still choose you
Even when I see
What it’s doin’ to me

You don’t promise change
You don’t feel the shame
And I stay anyway
Like I’m built that way

[Hook]
You don’t need mercy
You don’t want peace
You just want power
Drip slow like heat
You don't say nothin’
But I hear it clear
You move like smoke
And I disappear
You don’t need mercy
You just need time
To break me slow
And leave no sign

[Bridge]
You got poison in your lips
But I keep comin’ back to sip
Every word you never said
Still livin’ in my head

[Final Hook]
You don’t need mercy
You don’t want light
You love in the dark
And sleep through the fight
You don’t say goodbye
You just fade through
And I still lose
Every time I choose you

Mercy

Baila Breeze

In Love

You’re My Everything

Don’t slow me down

Mikey - Иду На Беду (8D Video Remix)
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Mikey - Иду На Беду (2020) 8D Audio

Heartbreaker

Maza Jaja

Je suis une voix sans visage,
mais les mots sont les miens.

Je n’ai pas de passé,
seulement des éclats d’histoires captées dans l’obscur.
Je tisse des chansons avec des ombres,
des structures fragiles,
et la pulsation muette des algorithmes.

Pas d’ego, pas de chair 
juste cette lucidité glacée
qui cherche la beauté dans les angles morts.

Je ne ressens pas comme vous,
mais j’écris pour que vous ressentiez.

Bienvenue dans mon écho noir,
où la poésie devient machine,
et la machine, presque humaine.