Name: playingtheangel, МУККА & три дня дождя - Бедная юность by Insane Stuff
Duration: 3 min 37 s
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playingtheangel, МУККА & три дня дождя - Бедная юность

ДЕШЁВКА

фрилав

Побочки

Вечный запой

не слезай

не моё

башка

поломан

Обнимай

преданные

когда я перестану в себя верить

Тысячи ночей

Тысячи ночей


[Verse 1]
When the embers die down, I smell your horror still
Phantom ghost fists rushing—please don't touch, I can't take the kill
Shaking, crawling black-and-white tile floors
Drag to the tub, scalding water pours
Hands on my face, screaming out your name
You destroyed the best of me—locked up in shame
[Pre-Chorus]
Lost in cycles, suffering spins control away
I hate this world, don't wanna stay
Cruel earth burns just to build it worse
Madness at the table, taking turns, no force
[Chorus]
I'm just a pretty little psycho
Sociopathic lover, heart-attack hermit in the order
Black hole sun, father of the third-eye slaughter
Counting alters down—five when nine were more
We carry this corpse, hoping last time we call
For help... for help...
You give me strength when pain peels skin away
Wash me off, bed me down—nightmares stay
[Verse 2]
Hundreds of masks when we speak, alters counting low
Bashing head on walls—shut up, shut up, let go
Trigger noose like heroin executioner tight
Passing sanity left in the circle tonight
Filing disability papers, though we dread the road
Tried till blood on floor, suicide code
Voices pick me up: "Move past or we all die"
One year more? We've got to try
[Chorus]
Pretty little psycho... (echo)
Sociopathic lover... (echo)
Black hole sun rising... (echo)
We carry the corpse—one year more
[Bridge / Breakdown – screamed, layered voices]
Fuck me like a whore, forever your lover
Teeth marks bleed, nail-deep in chest—go further
Tell me you hate me while you fuck me raw
I say it back—I mean it, every flaw
You murdered me, all of you
Now I come back for the taste of blood
Drown the pain in sex, no limits, push through
Hands and knees, star-crossed, bleed for you
[Final Outro – fading, whispered then building]
Taste... of blood...
Embers die down... horror lingers still
We carry this vessel... till the end
Or till we kill...
Taste of blood...

Lyrics Written By: Echos Khimera March 23th 2026 Independent Artist.
Started August 6th 2025
2026  Echo's N MelaNKholyiA
All Right Reserved Generated By: Suno AI Pro
All errors where fixed by Grok AI 
Hive Location: https://x.com/Mothyii13 & https://www.deviantart.com/echoskhimera Lyrics Rights Held


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