There’s something whispering through the cracks in reality, a voice that isn’t mine, but it speaks through me, It even sounds like me. The world rots from the inside out, and I’m the messenger... You hear it too, don’t you? That heavy breath between the silence. That laugh that doesn’t belong. That deafening concern that ever grows. 

A song for the cursed, the haunted, the ones who know the dark isn’t empty — it’s alive... and breathes concept into proportion. 


Hello Hello Me (Official Audio) Prod. xenshel x fxrxdxyyy

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