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Дискотека Авария feat. Жанна Фриске - Малинки.mp3

A - Dessa - Женщина,я Не Танцую (OST Чернобыль.Зона Отчуждения)

МЫ [выпущено] - остров x A.H.

Вирус - Ты меня не ищи

I break quiet…
Shattered light beneath my skin…
Glass veins…
Let the truth seep in.

I held the pieces in my hands too long,
Cut deeper just to stay strong.
You traced the cracks like fault lines in me,
Said love was pain and called it destiny.

But I’m done bleeding for the memories,
Done drowning in what used to be.
If I shatter now, it’s by design—
Fragile doesn’t mean I’m not divine.

Every scar paved a silver road,
Every tear taught my heart to hold.
If I break again, I’ll break with grace—
Glass doesn’t fear its own sharp edges.

These glass veins
Carry light through every fracture,
A thousand cuts
But I rise from every capture.
If I fall apart, let it echo like rain—
Beauty lives inside the pain
Of glass veins.

(Glass veins… shining.)
(Glass veins… rising.)

You loved the pieces you could rearrange,
Called me broken when I changed.
You said a heart like mine should hide,
But I shine more when I’m split wide.

Now every crack’s a doorway home,
Every break leaves golden stone.
I’m not afraid to ache again—
This time I bleed with a purpose.

Every scar paved a silver road,
Every tear taught my heart to hold.
If I break again, I’ll break with grace—
Glass doesn’t fear its own sharp edges.

These glass veins
Carry light through every fracture,
A thousand cuts
But I rise from every capture.
If I fall apart, let it echo like rain—
Beauty lives inside the pain
Of glass veins.

Let me break
Let me shine
I was never meant to be aligned
Every fault line
Every flame
Built a cathedral in my name.

These glass veins
Still glow through the disaster.
A thousand cuts—
But I heal a little faster.
If I fall apart, let the pieces remain—
Beauty learned to live within
My glass veins.

Glass doesn’t break—
It transforms.


Glass Veins

О, Боже, какой мужчина!

Ближе Part2

Остров

А то ли я не помню день
Сваи своего рождения, папа, повреждены
И я как приведение

И я не помню ночь
А я вообще не просыпаюсь
А я надеюсь это сон
Ведь я так стараюсь

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