Коли я ходжу по місті
На мене тиснуть люди
Я бачу їхні руки
Я бачу їхні губи

Коли я ходжу по місті
На мене тиснуть люди
Я бачу їхні руки
Я бачу їхні губи

Приспів:
Сонце на стінах
Я там, де сонце на стелі
Танцюю танець пінгвіна
Страшно веселий

Я довго ходжу по місті
Мене нервує небо
То і не моє небо
То і не твоє небо

Приспів

Мене тримають за руки
Шоб не робити то само
Мене нервують люди
Ті, шо думають мало

Приспів (2)

Коли я ходжу по місті...


Скрябін - Танець пінгвіна 2004

USTYM - Шепіт

Echoes of Solitude

Drum, bass, dark, edgy, Soft hip-hop styles combined. 
Lyrics song by Sas

-Toxic

[Verse]
I tried to heal your broken core
But every touch,
 just bled me more
Your whispers sweet
A venom's kiss
A love like this
A deadly twist

[Chorus]
Toxic 
Love so toxic 
You burned my veins
Blinded me through,
 all the pain
I was strong
I thought I'd save you 
But you kept trying,
 to pull me to my grave,
 to my grave. 

[Verse 2]
Your words were chains
I wore them carved on my chest
Danced in shadows
Sang too loud
You held my heart
A fragile cage
But every beat,
 just fed your rage

[Chorus]
Toxic 
Love so toxic 
You burned my veins
Blinded me,
 through all the pain
I was strong
I thought I'd save you 
Lost me in,
 the process trying to,
 you kept trying to,
 pull me to my grave
, pull me to my, my grave.

[Bridge]
I see it now
Toxic 
A shade of me I never knew
You fed the fire
I fanned the flame
Now I’m free,
 from your twisted game

[Chorus]
Toxic 
Love was toxic to me
You burned my veins
Blinded me through all the pain
I was strong
I thought I'd save you
but lost myself trying to
In the end, 
YOU,
you Nearly pulled me to my grave

Toxic

Morning Haze

DUBKY & MARIAN - ГРАЙ

This song paints a haunting portrait of emotional absence and longing. The narrator reflects on a vanished love, using imagery of empty landscapes, fading echoes, and symbolic objects like a bridle and saddle to evoke the weight of memory. The verses unfold like a solitary ride through grief, while the chorus captures the ache of chasing something irretrievable. It’s a quiet meditation on what remains when love disappears—and how its ghost lingers in the rituals and silence we carry.

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📝 Lyrics: Ghost in the Bridle

[Intro – Instrumental I]  
[Muted piano, ambient guitar swells, brushed drums]

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[Verse 1]  
She left in the rain, no goodbye, no sound  
I held the reins, just circling around  
The barn was quiet, the sky turned grey  
I still talk to her every day  

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[Instrumental II]  
[Low trumpet, layered guitar loops, heartbeat kick]

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[Verse 2]  
I built her a room in the back of my head  
Where the walls are soft and the lights are red  
She moves like smoke, she sleeps like snow  
I never asked her why she had to go  

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[Chorus]  
You were the mare I could never hold  
A name I forgot, a story retold  
I ride through the dark, I ride through the cold  
Looking for something that never gets old  

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[Instrumental III]  
[Driving bass, tremolo guitar, ambient textures]

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[Verse 3]  
The fields are burned, the flowers are gone  
I hum her tune, I get the notes wrong  
The bridle hangs like a prayer on the door  
I wait for her steps, but they don’t come anymore  

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[Interlude – Instrumental IV]  
[Minimal piano, ambient noise, distant vocal hums]

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[Verse 4]  
The stars are off, the moon’s too low  
I sleep in the saddle, I don’t want to know  
She’s stitched in my coat, she’s sewn in my skin  
I ride through the night just to not let her in  

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[Chorus – Repeat]  
You were the mare I could never hold  
A name I forgot, a story retold  
I ride through the dark, I ride through the cold  
Looking for something that never gets old  

---

[Instrumental V]  
[Final crescendo: layered guitars, strings, fading heartbeat drums]

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[Bridge]  
I saw her once in the smoke of a fire  
Her eyes like embers, her breath like a choir  
But I blinked and she vanished, like all things that burn  
Now I follow the trail of the things I unlearn  

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[Reprise]  
You were the mare I could never reclaim  
A myth in the mirror, a song with no name  
I whisper your story to rivers and stone  
But the echo just tells me I’m riding alone  

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[Outro]  
[Solo piano, fading into silence, one final breath of brass]

©2025 by MOBest – Martin Oliver Beinersdorf

Ghost in the Bridle

Parfeniuk — Щось спільне

🎸 Pride and Joy 🎸

🔥 A modern rock spin on a blues classic vibe! Gritty guitars, raw vocals, and a chorus that hits like thunder ⚡. This is a high-energy love anthem reimagined in full Rock style — loud, bold, and made to shake the walls. Crank it up, share it, and let the world feel that pride and joy! 🎸🔥

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Pride and Joy

Жовті квіти (Sefon.Pro)

Скрябін - Сам собі країна

FragDell is a 24-year-old musician born on April 9. He recently moved to the United States where he continues to develop his creative career. His musical inspirations come from genres such as alternative, pop, indie, folk, hip-hop/rap