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Indie

*Lyrics*
I peeled off my face, I tore up my room
I read my own rights and I filled them with glue
I turned the commercial into a creepshow
I peeped at the Gods with their bodies all day-glow

It's summertime
And it's the time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut strut strut

I'm combing my braids, I'm sneezing my brains
Drinking shampoo and I'm tasting my grave
I'm wearing myself inside out
And I'm wearing my welcome inside out

It's summertime
And it's the time
To strut my stuff
Woo!

People getting touchy when I touch my thighs
And take a vacation under friendly skies
With my peacock heart, I want to grunt and groan
Cut and paste all I've ever known

It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut my stuff
Oh oh oh oh oh

With my peacock hands and my tangerine skulls
And my grizzly bear face and my voice from Target

Summertime
Gonna strut my stuff
I'm gonna strut strut
Going backwards in time
With my questionable eyes
And I'm drinking my grave
And I stood on my face

Sex Bob-Omb - Summertime

CMH - Карантин

Feel It (From “Invincible”)

ITTY BITTY

примагнитило

поровну

Esta noche

Влюбиться и плакать

Need U To Need Me

So Blue (For You)


I say yes
I do understand 
You deserve it
And I don’t 
Catch those bowls 
That are yours 
And present them
It’s a show 
Don’t you know
Oh come on
You do want it
As I do 
Yes it’s true
It’s true
They are blue
Incredibly blue
For you

And I hope you’re happy
So happy for everything 
Can’t you see
I made it for you 
It’s for you
For you 

I say yes
I do understand 
You deserve it
And I don’t 
It’s an alternative kiss
The way we meet
Every time that I dream
With my open eyes 
Staring In your open eyes
Until you smile it away 
Oh come on
You do want it
As I do 
Yes it’s true
It’s true
They are all blue
Incredibly blue
For you

And I hope you’re happy
So happy for everything 
Can’t you see
I made it for you 
It’s for you
For you 

But you’re never happy 
And I feel blue
So blue
For you

You’re never happy 
And my life is blue
So blue 
Because of you

And in the end I know 
That I 
I feel blue
So blue 
For you
For you

You’re never happy 
And my life is blue
So blue 
Because of you

And in the end I know 
That I 
I’m not happy at all

So Blue (For You)

CHROME HEARTS

Напоследок

back to friends

i guess u never really cared about me

crystal castles - leni (edit best part)

Track Credits:
• Vocals: AI-generated
• Lyrics: Behrooz Razavi 
• Melody: AI-generated
• Composition: AI-generated
• Arrangement: AI-generated
• Mix & Mastering: AI-generated
• Prompt Design & Creative Direction: Rahim Yeganeh 
• Style & Vocal Direction: Rahim Yeganeh 

This track is a cover of Marjan’s original song.

کویر دل (کاور)

Jersey or Mars

Rearview

Сотни гортензий

춤이나 출까요 
기분이 울적하다면 
거울앞에서 
손을 맞잡고 
내일이 업듯이 
선글라스도 써봐요 
거봐 잘어울리잖아 
내 반팔 내 모자 내 잠옷들 
모든게 당신거야 

나는 모든게 
너꺼였음좋겠어 
시간이 지나가면 
잊어버리겠지만 
나의 모든게 
니꺼였음 좋겠어 
우리같이날아요 
아침해가 뜨기 전 까지 

오 너무 놀았나 
자기야 지금 몇시야? 
곧 있으면 
너 출근할 시간이오지만 
근데 신경 안쓰듯이 
나 알아하라듯이 
나 너무 이기적인가 해도 
너와 같이 놀다죽고싶어 baby 
너도 그렇다고 말해 
새끼손가락걸어줘 
담배나 하나 더 필까
이제 좀 누워쉴까 
너 잠에 들었을 때 
알람을 꺼버릴까

너꺼였음좋겠어

잔나비[JANNABI] - 모든 소년 소녀들1 : 버드맨

잔나비[JANNABI] - 모든 소년 소녀들2 : 무지개

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Текст:

Куплет 1:

Новий день — приготуватись на старт
Та не видно фінішну пряму
Куди люди поспішають так
Невже зручніше влягтись в труну
А я тону в холодних ночах
Споглядаючи на світ
Та вони мені шепочуть
Ти — непотріб серед них
Що суспільству не корисний
Живу життя в пусту
Я благав про порятунок
В воду кинули петлю

Приспів:

Всім начхати, як там справи
Потопельника в печалі
Що безслідно все зникає
У буденних, сірих, нудних днях
Всім начхати, як там справи
Потопельника в печалі
Що безслідно все зникає
У буденних, сірих, нудних днях

Куплет 2:

Навкруги людей багато
Та чи є хто з них живий
Ти помер у двадцять років
Закопають в сорок сім
Я захлинаюсь у тривозі
Смуток дужче б'є під дих
Все стою, як при дорозі
А життя мимо летить
Безкінечний, вічний цикл
Нерозривний даний круг
Коли тонеш порятунок
Діло тільки твоїх рук

Порятунок потопельника — справа рук самого потопельника
Ну а ***, а хто ще, а нема кому

Приспів:

Всім начхати, як там справи
Потопельника в печалі
Що безслідно все зникає
У буденних, сірих, нудних днях
Всім начхати, як там справи
Потопельника в печалі
Що безслідно все зникає
У буденних, сірих, нудних днях

BaWN - Потопельник

Midnight Whispers is my third installation in the continuity from the albums  "Everything I Didn't Say" and "Velvet Switchblade". A further introspective into what made us even tick in the first place.

I used to tape songs off the radio
And pretend they knew my name
Now I just scroll 
Same voices, less flame

Cracked ahh tool still skips just like my trust
Time stretched in old camcorder dust
Tried to fast-forward through my youth 
But ended up stuck in “pause” with you...

We weren’t golden, just grainy
Memory rendered in VHS rain
We aged like pixels
But never played again

We’re static youth 
All buzz, no signal left
Tuned to frequencies
That never quite connect
You were the dial I spun too hard
Till all I got was snow
Now I just hum in empty halls
Where old reruns used to glow

Every mixtape ends
Every B-side fades
We were limited edition
But forgot we’d degrade!

We’re static youth 
Ghosts of F-FM waves
Heard, and then gone
Like bedroom graves

You were the dial I spun too hard
Till all I got was snow
Now I just hum in empty halls
Where old reruns used to glow.

#love

Static Youth

Everyone remembers
their seventeens.
But wow—
when I was sixteen,
I could tell you stories
you’d never believe.

The world was new,
and I could never
forget the smell
of your perfume.

Uniforms off,
and afternoon teas.
How could I forget
that delicious sour cream?

Your brothers fighting,
we were underneath the sheets.
I can’t bear
that it’s just a memory—
not our reality.

Your mom’s laugh was loud,
and I was happy just being around.
Your grandma never liked me,
but I’m glad we got to meet.
I’m grateful I met Lita,
and that she always asked about me.

Now it feels like a dream,
like a life I watched on TV.

I still hum that song
you played on repeat—
some indie band
with sad guitar beats.

Time didn’t warn us
it was running out.
We were too busy
making plans we’d never carry out.

Now I wake up sometimes
with your name in my mouth,
and wonder if somewhere,
you’re dreaming me now.

Everyone’s lost in
seventeen dreams—
mine started
when I was just sixteen.

making promises
we never meant to keep.

sour

Ramones - 40th Anniversary Deluxe Edition (Remastered)

Blitzkrieg Bop (40th Anniversary Mono Mix)

Just a project born from a storm of thoughts that were never meant to be heard. 

No names. No faces. Just frequencies wrapped in memories.

sour

red unicorn