𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖈𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖑 (𝖘𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖉) - 𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖐𝖎𝖒

Voicemail-Han Kim|

Lyric:
Verse:
Khi màn đêm buông nơi đây, tôi lại trở về chốn cũ quen này
Chốn cũ đìu hiu mình tôi bước
Ngày qua ngày vẫn cứ trôi, lòng càng quặn đau tôi đã quen rồi
Chỉ có mình tôi

Chorus:
Đêm về, giam mình phòng trống hiu quạnh quá
Tôi chẳng còn nhận ra mình nữa rồi
Con tim đơn côi sao lạnh giá
Liệu rằng tôi cần ai?

Verse:
Khi trời, trở lên nhá nhem
Một mình, bước tới quán quen
Đơn độc, tôi đã quá quen
U sầu, tôi lại quá chén
Bởi vì hôm nay tôi muốn uống say
Nằm xuống chìm vào giấc mộng say
Bật khóc và chỉ muốn buông tay
Mình tôi ôm trọn nỗi buồn này

Pre chorus:
Liệu tôi dậy được khi trời sáng
Bởi phải gồng mình khi trời sáng
Đầu óc u mê như trời giáng
Liệu ai lắng nghe tôi thở than ?

Chorus:
Đêm về, giam mình phòng trống hiu quạnh quá
Tôi chẳng còn biết mình là ai rồi
Con tim đơn côi sao lạnh giá
Tự hỏi lòng mình đang cần ai ?

Ai cần tôi, tôi cần ai ? …

Out: 
I’m so lonely 

Prod: Enoah

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Lonely

Wren Evans - Từng Quen (Punk rock flip)

Favorite Song

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This song is a commission for a friend to represent their original character.

Lyrics:

Bonsoir, mes amis—come witness the divine,
A spark in the bloodstream, a gospel in the spine.
Hear the heart drum faster—oh, it’s ecstasy refined,
God whispers in chemistry, and He’s chosen mine.

The serum sings! The fever climbs!
I dance with data, lose my mind.
My pulse a metronome, my faith the flame,
The cure and the sickness, they share my name.

I see the light in the vial’s glow,
It tells me secrets only angels know.

Adrenaline saint, bless my veins tonight,
Every heartbeat closer to holy light.
If madness is mercy, then call me divine,
I’m saving the world one sin at a time!

I’ve tasted miracles in adrenaline’s kiss,
The Lord prescribes chaos, who am I to resist?
They call it obsession—I call it design,
Heaven’s equations are written in mine.

I feel Him surge in every vein,
Sweet revelation, holy pain!
Their eyes grow wide—oh, what do they see?
A man or a martyr? A prophet—or me?

I hear Him… closer…
Each drop, a prayer… each gasp, a hymn…

Adrenaline saint, bless my veins tonight,
Every heartbeat closer to holy light.
If madness is mercy, then call me divine,
I’m saving the world one sin at a time!

La Prière du Docteur


Because Gladys is my middle name, and "Sonder" is a magic feeling of knowing wonder--when each stranger you see is the main character of their own life, and you are merely an extra in their story... The word was coined by author John Koenig and first appeared in "The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows", a project that creates names for emotions that don't have one  🕳️🐇 

Gipsy Burlesque Blues Dream @bananasutra EPx14 #lyrics (variations):

[Intro – Down the Rabbit Dream] 
The curtain breathes smoke, the dream’s out of tune, Gladys sings sideways beneath the fool moon. Mister White Rabbit spins clocks out of thin sand, time melts in mirrors all over the land. The Chessshire Cat strips in a glitch ’n bitch show, Whispering, “Truth’s just a pathetic trick, meow.” And Gladys keeps falling, big heart in her hand, into the bassline bloom of Sonderland. 

[Chorus 1 – The Dance of Sonder] 
Gladys in Sonderland, dance out of line, chase that White Rabbit with a glass of wine. Truth traded by cocky kings and sons, Love is fool, woke… screw their whacky plans. Oh laugh, my loves, the joke’s still grand, we all fall slow in Sonderland.

[Bridge – The Burlesque of Empathy] 
Contempt kills the courage meant to soothe, Fear builds a cage on a stage, proof. The Cat draws claws in nonsense sand, the Queen flips hearts like contraband. And Sonder sighs, and Gladys sings with the band: Love that sees, not love that blinds, unchains the demons from our minds.

[Final Chorus – The Carnival Crescendo] Gladys in Sonderland, lift up your mask, toast to the fools who dare to ask. White Rabbit’s gone, the clocks are banned, we measure love by gone grains of sand. So laugh, my loves, the truth’s divine, the heart’s a door, swing open wide. Gladys in Sonderland, you understand: we fall to rise, we blend to mend.

[Outro – The Curtain Closes, or Maybe Opens] The Queen wipes the blood from her wonder lips. The Cat hums an old stolen hymn, its grin dissolving from outside to in. Gladys stands amazed, champagne in her hand, and bows to the holes of Sonderland. She laughs… It’s absurd, but it’s hers, this plan, to lose herself just to understand… “Every fall’s a beginning; Blessed be holes, Son.” 

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