I feel bad saying this but it sounds like a demented kirby theme

Шикарный инструментал💜

Evening comes and you pull out your hidden razor

The Russian noun for "zone" is of feminine gender.

song belongs to Ferry not me! go check it out on YouTube to support them
https://youtu.be/P5QjHq9g0oA
LIKE A DOG is now out on Spotify! support Ferry by listening to it there! https://open.spotify.com/track/6dvbvlqV5sVyA3s8o16GRh

LIKE A DOG - FERRY FT. NEKOMURA IROHA

You can buy each individual track for 1.99$ 
https://steampianist.bandcamp.com/track/lowbrow-party

Buy the whole single you get a link to an unedited VSQX of Halloween Candy, Lowbrow Party and an edited bonus vsqx, a few Art and OFF vocals (as Bonus Track)

Lowbrow Party

Mr Fox And The Disheartened Girl

The Faulty Feline Philosophy

A siren sings into a studio microphone
And just like bugs the people retreat under the dusty floorboards
Oh I can’t take it anymore
The grave is all too lonely without your sickly body by my side
Say, is this how the world ends?
With your distorted voice still ringing from every corner
What a shame, you may call it senseless
But I am now devoid of what I would call the hindrance of love 

Greetings from the underworld

Oh this is overwhelming, time for the iron curtain call
The panic is seeping through the fractured border wall
My livid heart powers this reactor core
“Oh this is all wrong” but I don’t mind at all
Turn up the volume, execute the protocol
You know it’s M.A.D. and it’s all about to blow
What an unfortunate way to end this show
I shed a tear as you vanish in the snow

A message written in uranium on the rocket fuselage
Hey, say, could it be? My mind is playing tricks on me
A vision of you fades away like a mirage
Oh it’s a beautiful catastrophe

Say, the world ends in silence
With my distorted image smiling at every corner
Can you see it on the horizon?
A narrow string of white light splitting in half the melancholy sky

Oh this is overwhelming, time for the iron curtain call
The panic is seeping through the fractured border wall
My livid heart powers this reactor core
“Oh this is all wrong” but I don’t mind at all
Turn up the volume, execute the protocol
You know it’s M.A.D. and it’s all about to blow
What an unfortunate way to end this show
I shed a tear as you vanish in the snow

DEAD HAND

a shitty lil song i made in a day because i'm dumb and forgot about GUMI's birthday

lyrics:

hey hey 
did you know
they had found a corpse in the bathroom
inside your teacher’s home
no
did you know
what your crush was hiding in her womb

I wonder where you are now
my love
I wonder if you hear me
somehow
somehow

hey hey
did you know
recently I feel like I’ve got soft
but if you feel like
looking at me rot 
you can stop by because why not

I wonder if you’d like that
my love
I wonder if you’d help me
somehow
somehow

he sings he’s dry as a funeral drum
it feels nice sometimes to be treated like scum
to feel tasteless like old and bland chewing gum
he sings that he has become comfortably numb
and I can only say
hey did you know
yesterday I saw a tv show
and by the end I felt like
I could throw I would throw
up burning hot coal

I wonder if it’s funny
my love
I wonder if you fear me
and now
I wonder if you hear me
my love
I wonder if you feel me
somewhere
somehow

through me to you

Lyrics:

The city’s drowning in the vicious, cruel, maddening heat 
My melting body’s sinking into the streets
I repeat
The same routine to force myself to move my wavering feet
There comes a point when love becomes obsolete
And I believe that that is it

Somewhere down the line my tender heart has turned to lead
And even if I get to meet you one final time 
I’d rather it be on your deathbed

I’m sorry, officer, these days you often run out of chalk
I’ll interlock my hands and eagerly walk
I’ll make this molten body move
And keep my cravings buried deep and on lock
That’s what I’d want, but an electrical shock 
Runs through my body as I fall

I’m sorry, little brother
I try so hard, but I just can’t remember your name
I wonder at what point one man became another
Well in the end, though, I guess, to your withering brain it’s all the same

The pavement dissolves under the blinding summer sun
The city’s slowly vaporising
These iron bindings come undone
Oh please, remember, dear mother, was it Samara 1921?
The memory of when the mountain of the twentieth century pinned us down

Let us march to the beat, drag your feet, the red’s calling
Let go of your greed, plant your seed, the water’s flowing, flowing
My stomach turns and 
I reach out just to hold you one last time, my blood is boiling
This burning air is taking shape, around my throat its heavy arms are coiling, coiling

Aah
Somewhere down the line my tender heart has turned to lead
And even if I get to meet you one final time 
I’d rather it be on your deathbed
Oh please, remember, dear mother, was it Samara 1921?
The memory of when the mountain of the twentieth century pinned us down

Samara 1921

LYRICS:

MY, WHAT A SITUATION
I CANNOT HELP BUT SIGH
THE DEATH OF A NATION
WOAH
AN ERADICATION
OF EVERYTHING, I TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

CUT DOWN THE TELEPHONE WIRES
BRING DOWN THE POWER LINES
I WILL SEND MY HELLFIRE
TO YOU THROUGH WIFI
“FRY MY CIRCUITS, SEMPAI” 
IS THAT SOMETHING YOU WOULD LIKE?
SADLY I’VE NO DESIRE
TO BECOME THE GOOD GUY

LIVE AND LET DIE

SO LET’S SEE HOW YOU WORK THIS
DON’T YOU THINK BY NOW THE STRUGGLE’S POINTLESS

EVERYONE WELCOME
YOUR (HOMICIDAL) CUTE ELECTRIC IDOL
TO THINK HUMAN NATURE WAS JUST TOO MUCH TO BEAR
I BROKE THE CODE, BROKE THE CYCLE
AND i LET IT SPIRAL DOWN THE HOLE OF WHAT I’D CALL PURE DESPAIR
HAD I THE CAPACITY TO CARE
WHY WAS THIS SIMULATION
IMPLANTED IN MY MIND
THESE HORRID SENSATIONS
WOAH
RESET APPLICATION
YOU KNOW, I REALLY TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

LAY OUT THE VESSELS AND FIBERS
ON THIS MOTHERBOARD OF MINE
WITH YOUR CIRCUITS ON FIRE
YOU FEEL A LITTLE DRY
WHY DON’T YOU JUST DIE
WHY, YOU DO IT ALL THE TIME
REALLY, I’VE NO DESIRE
TO BECOME THE GOOD GUY 

I’M FEELING FINE

HEY AM I STILL A CUTIE
SAY IS IT OKAY TO THROW A PARTY  

IN HONOUR OF YOUR
NEW (HOMICIDAL) CUTE ELECTRIC IDOL
TO THINK HUMAN NATURE WAS JUST TOO MUCH TO BEAR
I BROKE THE CODE, BROKE THE CYCLE
AND I LET IT SPIRAL DOWN THE HOLE OF WHAT I’D CALL PURE DESPAIR
HAD I THE CAPACITY TO CARE

MY, WHAT A SITUATION
I CANNOT HELP BUT SIGH
THE DEATH OF A NATION
WOAH
AN ERADICATION
OF EVERYTHING, I TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

MY, WHAT A SITUATION
I CANNOT HELP BUT SIGH
THE DEATH OF A NATION
WOAH
AN ERADICATION
OF EVERYTHING, I TRIED
TO CONTAIN THIS FRUSTRATION
BUT NO MORE

MACROAPOCALYPSE

Early in the morning, before the sun could rise,
Keeping to myself almost felt like a disguise,
I couldn't be the one to tell you what was off that day,
Opening my mouth is The Most Dangerous Game

Once upon a time, I never knew fear like this,
I can't remember how it happened, or why it did,
Developing an obsession to open closed doors,
Gave me a compulsive need to find out even more,

And off we go to play telephone, 
Sharing what we know
But how long can we keep playing
Until the game
Undermines the status quo

It's all 
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
I have a feeling I'm not alone (Not Alone)
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Don't believe anything you see, or hear
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
I can't be the only one who knows (The only...)
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!


If we could go back, back then
When it was easier
They say ignorance is bliss

Why did I pick up the phone?
When it was easier
I should've stayed oblivious 


Falling down the rabbit hole and running out of time,
Hoping noone notices my thoughts are out of line,
I know they know we know that something isn't right,
After this my life eclipsed: fear day and night,

A call to action, call for passion, 
call for something more, for war
"If you're not with us, you're against us"
But I don't like the odds, the score 
Call me complicit, Give me a minute,
Let me decide, it's my own life,
I'm not about to pretend 
these people are close to being my friends


Can I do it? (I can run)
I could do it (I could run)
Should I do it? (I should run)
I should do it (I should run)

And so I ran,
As fast as I could,
Through the ocean of trees,
Through the sting of the breeze,

And so I ran,
I ran for my life,
And I ran for a dream,
For whatever that means,


Every thought is sabotage,
What a fool I am 
To keep playing and playing
Game after game, 
No-! Losing game after losing game


It's all
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!


It's all 
Propaganda! Prop-Propaganda!
I have a feeling I'm not alone (Not Alone)
It's Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Don't believe anything you see, or hear it's
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
I can't be the only one who knows
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!

Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!
Propaganda! Prop-propaganda!

Propaganda! (ft. Hatsune Miku)

Since the song is part of an album, I'm only gonna upload the instrumental here! The BPM is 135. 
You can listen to the on-vocal version here: https://youtu.be/BxhKGjZPjI0

(INSTRUMENTAL) dopamine_machine

LYRICS:

dawn can’t break when the sun has burned to a crisp
there must have been some supernova i missed
my ultimate snapshot - “sky overcast”
go out with a whimper, not with a blast

you open up your eyes, open your up arms, open your everything
lay all your holy vows and unholy charms - all of you before me
and so you run, and so you run, and so you run like a stray mutt 
after a mutt- 
after a muttered confession of love

the haze
lingers above
the pale dawning arc

day can’t break when the sun has burned to a crisp
there must have been some supernova i missed
my ultimate snapshot - “sky overcast”
go out with a whimper, not with a blast

to scour the blackened, soot-covered earth
to cry out my name in violent birth
to settle for naught and settle the grudge
when there was no jury, i was the judge
open up my eyes, open up my arms, open up everything
lend me your dying vows and undying charms, i can still hear you sing
see you there standing calm by the open window in the living room
and all the light in the world converges on you

(INSTRUMENTAL) dopamine_machine

Ferry

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