you are listening to another witch's tale.

tell me how am i supposed to live
when everything is 
weighing me down
i've been manifesting this 
new life to work out
but i can't stop the clock
i just gotta keep up
the world doesn't stop spinning

and i can't fall behind 
so i guess it's time
i took this armor off
i guess it's time
i took this armor off

it's time i heal these scars of mine
and get a hold of myself
i haven't picked that 
blade up in a minute
which is crazy cause 
that's how i felt alive

so i guess i'm doing alright
i guess i'm on the right tracks
get a couple tattoos 
to hide the past

i found feel ways to alive 
i made music 
and i found love another place
life can't weigh me down no more

who know music could save a life

heal these scars of mine (dead spyro)

witch's tale.

i've been given
so many chances
at life, so why 
am i wasting it?

i didn't mean 
to take it for granted
i had a lot going on 
my mental was fucked
and my education went to hell
i was skipping class
i was taking drugs
i didnt care no more 
i let myself go

i can't believe 
i let myself go
but i burnt the past 
and from the ashes
i bloomed
yeah i bloomed


i burnt the past 
but from the ashes
i bloomed
i've been changing everything
sometimes i look into the mirror
and i don't recognize myself

and this person i've become
i burnt the past 
but from the ashes
i bloomed 

but from the ashes
I bloomed.

from the ashes (carmspace x Nihil)

let me tell you a witch's tale.

never had the chance 
to settle down
all my life i moved around 
i went to city to city,
state to state
now i'm over it 
i'm so over it

yeah i'm so over it
in my last move
i threw away 
everything i owned
i left with nothing 
more than my clothes
and things that
 had importance to me

now nothings
holding me back 
anymore

since i never had 
the chance to settle down
all my life i moved around 
and i'm so over it
so now i'm home
i found a home 
in his heart
(his heart)

so over it (dead spyro)

(prod. hero)

this is another witch's tale

i tried to be real
wanted to switch it up
i opened old wounds
just so that i can heal
and let you know
what i feel
but thats when
the hate rolls in

but you can hate
you can say
what you want
cause those are old wounds
yeah i been bullied all my life
so that shit dont really phase me
anymore

i just wanna live my my life
i dont got time to
worry about you
i'm finally putting myself first
im putting myself first

i gotta keep this relationship intact
because i cant handle
another heartbreak
and i cant handle
being alone

never wanna be back
in that apartment
scared for my life
cause that man was
knocking at my door
i had no one
to keep me safe
and thats why

i gotta keep this relationship intact
because i cant handle
another heartbreak
and i cant handle
being alone

i never wanna end up alone..



old wounds (hero) - Bonus track

🔻 Song Insight
“Some Days” is not a rage track — it’s an uprising disguised as confession. 4Me2BeFree captures the moment where pain stops whispering and starts shouting. The song unravels trauma and defiance through cinematic layers of industrial hip-hop, emotional rap, and theatrical dynamics. Each voice — male, female, distorted, whispered, screamed — represents a survivor reclaiming power. It’s less about revenge and more about release, where hundreds of unheard voices align on one shared word: Enough. The sound evolves from quiet reflection to full-throated catharsis, echoing the internal chaos of healing in real time.

🔻 Lyrics-
Prelude:
Some days— all I wanna do is hate—
  and I don’t give a fuck— for real—
Shit I been through— you wouldn’t last—
  so judge me— dead stare— eye-to-eye clash—

Verse 1:
Hate’s a word— you over-complicate—
  hate the vibe— the ride that’s trapped inside—
Hate the day— my mind evacuates—
  insane— your brain— this rage I caged—

Pre-Bridge:
I don’t give a fuck— who’s even pressed—
  I don’t stand to understand— but who’s bold enough to test—

Bridge:
You saw me— as some easy play—
  dipped out— like you're on the take—
Pumping poison— it's a day—
  It’s pain— wearing my name—

Chorus:
Fuck you— ’I don’t owe you shit—
  fuck you— drama I survived—
Fuck you— ’I got this inside—
  Fuck You—

Breakdown:
It’s You— the way you played me—

Interludes:
It’s You— ’cause “YOU”— cap heavy— just for them racks—
It’s You— this shit sick— all that bread you fumbled—
  all them checks choking you— it’s bouncing—

Verse 2:
It’s You— when they blocked your plug— you had me forfeit my whip— dip—
  ten racks— just got up and ghosted— straight dipped—

Bridge 2:
It’s You— because something in “YOU”— died—
  how hollow are you— for real—

Pre-Outro:
It’s You— oh— oh— facts— you lucky it ain’t hands and ops—
  it’s these bars—

Verse 3:
It’s You— how fitting we loop back— to “YOU,”—
  just how “YOU” need it—
It’s “YOU”— at the finish— yeah—
  that’s all “YOU” got—
    and that’s all “YOU’ll”… ever be—

Outro:
This hate lives inside— daily—
  it chills— but you know what—
Sometimes— I just gotta release—
Some pop pills— others stay ghost—
  some grab the pen— drop bars— instead of catching bodies—
My lyrics— set a part of me free—
  not playing vic— just tryna be me—
So live your life— but keep it a hundred— young Gs—
  don’t be that lost kid— the one staying ghost— popping za—
    ’cause this one— needs some love—


🔻 Personal Reflection
This song wasn’t written from anger; it was written from exhaustion — the kind that comes after years of silence. “Some Days” is about what happens when pain no longer wants to hide. The layered voices were intentional: not a crowd, but a chorus of every survivor who ever wished they’d said something sooner. Each “fuck you” isn’t hate — it’s closure. It’s the freedom to exist beyond what broke you.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
4Me2BeFree isn’t just a name — it’s a declaration. “Some Days” embodies the project’s mission: to turn real emotion into cinematic storytelling that refuses to conform. Every track is a reclamation of voice, a place where queer identity, trauma, and creativity intersect to become survival art. This isn’t music for the mainstream; it’s a mirror for anyone who’s ever felt invisible and decided to fight their way back into existence through sound.

🔻 Copyright Notice
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Some Days

🔻 Lyrics

Verse 1:
Voodoo—it's all you do
No charm, no shame
Just a blacked-out truth
Your house of cards, now falling through
Afraid to catch your own eye
Denied, denied, denied
Corrupted mind—no patch in sight
Lost call, lost soul
It's all on you now

Chorus:
I sink down, don't speak up now
Judge this thought, it's all I got
Voices ring but none are loud
Drown this heart, it's turning rot
Sink down under—blame my name
This curse is all I've got
(Sink... sink... sink...)
(Echo: Sink down, sink down...)

Verse 2:
I tried—fuck it
I cried—fuck it
Was sad—fuck it
Was mad—fuck it
I'm glad it's not you I have
Dollars stacked, still not worth the cause
Loops play on, sick repeat
Deleting thoughts like files on heat
Drag and drop—deny and lie

Chorus:
I sink down, don't speak up now
Judge this thought, it's all I got
Voices ring but none are loud
Drown this heart, it's turning rot
Sink down under—blame my name
This curse is all I've got
(Sink... sink... sink...)
(Build: Voices fading, sink...)

Bridge 1:
Waited so long just to see this die
Mind on tour, no rest at night
Pounding chest, no breath left
Just echoes screaming, dreams collapse

Bridge 2:
I don't have our memories anymore
Self-made drip—did the trick
At-home kit, quick snip
Brain wiped, now I'm new—who are you?

Verse 3:
You saw me fall, and waved
Saw my pain, and moved on
Saw my hand, and let it fade
Alone, circling the sink
Begging this drain to drink me
Drugs and sex a way to release

Bridge 3:
People want to talk to fame
Cribs be crazy
Drenched in filth and rich—going once, going twice—your soul is sold, hope he's nice!
Pretend, depend, hang on him
Split spread and bread—was that the plan?
That's how you jam? That's your scam?

Breakdown:
Act layered, but you got nothin' to pull back
Your deep throat tricks: “Look what I can do” and filler tracks
Vocabulary locked on "Brova"— “I know… right”?
Your whole act? Get a mirror, reflect back
Silver spoons and elite waste
Entry-level lies in a plastic case
Sliding doors, fake grace—wide enough to hide a whole damn face
Another bad lay, he tried to pay
Packed nose, benzos—ask him, he knows

Verse 4:
No pact, no chain, no holy name
Just me, a beast, off-leash, untamed
You stitched a wound just to twist the thread
Smiled wide—while I bled in bed
Look at you—wrapped in plastic
Watch me rise while your life folds
My scars? They talk louder than yours
My pain? It kicks down closed doors

Final Chorus:
I sink down—no, I rise now
Carved from pain, I wear the crown
You thought I'd fold, thought I'd drown
But I built a throne from battlegrounds
Sink down? Not anymore
This war? I'm walking out the door
(Rise... rise... rise...)


Outro:
Sink down no more... rise and walk away


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Sink Down Rise

🔻 Song Insight
The Soul Hunter unfolds like a gothic confession set to slow, grinding guitars and echoing spaces. It’s a revenge ballad sung from the ruins—a soul reclaiming its fire after betrayal. The track channels the ghost of early ’90s alt-rock, where distortion met introspection. The lyrics drift between haunting imagery and moral reckoning, capturing the voice of someone who has been hollowed out and forged anew in the dark.
Each verse feels like a journal entry written under flickering light, every chorus a verdict. It’s not about vengeance—it’s about liberation through truth, where the one who once hunted becomes the ghost that lingers in every reflection.

🔻 Lyrics

Intro:
Slow clean-electric strum, hollow amp hum.

Verse 1:
Without words or motion,
No reason, no reply.
It died before it lived—
I tried, but you snuffed our sky.

Verse 2:
The spark that arced between us,
The flare that once defined,
Now stuck in fractured motion,
Just echoes on rewind.

Bridge:
It lived in my smile, in the way I’d look,
In thoughts you twisted, in the voice you took.

Chorus:
Storms rolled in, and clouds bloomed gray,
Threaded lies in your grand ballet.
From the start, you planned the end—
Now the gallows drip with what you penned.
You killed the last light.

Transition / Build-Up:
Rising strings.

Verse 3:
Goodnight—now shadows wrap me whole,
This darkness... I’ve made it home.
Wiser now, with eyes unsealed,
I speak with blades, my truth revealed.

Verse 4:
Black as night, this cave I keep,
Feasting on the rot you seed.
Not broken—tempered, sharp, aware,
I’ve risen from your cold despair.

Bridge:
Pain streaks my face—
The truths you feared, the ones you erased.
But I still hold the debt you owe,
The weight of what I won’t let go.

Chorus:
Storms rolled in, and clouds bloomed gray,
Threaded lies in your grand ballet.
From the start, you planned the end—
Now the gallows drip with what you penned.
You killed the last light.

Interlude:
Slight reverb guitar.

Verse 5:
Rest well—you’ll need your sleep,
For in shadows, I quietly creep.
Each mirror, each window, each haunted night—
It’s me you feel, just out of sight.

Outro:
With iron sledge and forged resolve,
I built the bench your soul dissolves.
From depths you laughed, I rose unsealed—
You mocked the light you chose to kill.
Now something brighter burns beneath your heels,
A forge for souls who dared to steal.
No light remains for those like you,
Only echoes from the truth.

🔻 Personal Reflection
This song came from the place between anger and rebirth—the stage after loss where you stop pleading and start breathing again. It’s not about punishing the past but reclaiming your own narrative. The guttural tone and slow pulse mirror that transformation: pain doesn’t fade—it evolves, refines, becomes a weapon forged in rhythm and memory.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
For 4Me2BeFree, The Soul Hunter stands as a cinematic testament to emotional survival. It transforms heartbreak into myth, layering sound and symbolism into something that feels both ancient and electric. Each release builds on this ethos: truth told loudly, even through whispers. This track captures the moment when silence becomes defiance—the soul hunting back.

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The Soul Hunter

🎬 Song Insight — “Broken Man” by 4Me2BeFree
“Broken Man” is an unfiltered confession from the edge — a stripped, close-mic performance where every breath and silence carries weight. It’s the sound of someone unraveling, then deciding to live anyway. No distortion, no mask, no crowd — just one voice, one guitar, and a lifetime of exhaustion bleeding through the strings.
The song walks a jagged line between despair and defiance. Its verses crawl through bills unpaid, promises broken, and the dull ache of survival, while the chorus lands like a tired revelation: “It’s about time I figured it out — but frankly, I no longer give a damn.” What begins as surrender becomes something more radical — the refusal to pretend. It’s not about giving up; it’s about giving in to truth.
“Broken Man” doesn’t scream for attention — it breathes honesty. Every chord feels human, every lyric feels earned. In the quiet, it’s not hopelessness that wins, but the strange calm that comes when you finally stop fighting yourself.

📝 Lyrics

Intro:
 I spent too much time—being stressed out,
 Too much time—living in doubt.
 So much time—pissing it all away,
 Worrying—about yesterday.

Verse 1:
 Knots in my stomach—too much to do,
 Never a break—and my bills overdue.
 No time to breathe—no room to escape,
 Feels like I’m trapped—in my own mistakes.

Chorus:
 It’s about time—I figured it out,
 But frankly—I no longer give a damn.
 I’m just a broken man—
 And I don’t know who I am.

Verse 2:
 I’ve had it up to here—can’t take anymore,
 My heart’s worn out—and my soul is sore.
 Every step’s a struggle—it’s always uphill,
 Fighting to survive—but never feeling fulfilled.

Pre-Chorus:
 Where else—can I go?
 Nowhere to live—nowhere to stay.
 No place—to call my own,
 I’m all alone—so far away.

Chorus:
 It’s about time—I figured it out,
 But frankly—I no longer give a damn.
 I’m just a broken man—
 And I don’t know who I am.

Verse 3:
 They say they understand—they offer their hand,
 But their words are hollow—they just don’t give a damn.
 Another empty promise—another fake smile,
 They leave you stranded—after a while.

Verse 4:
 I used to have—too many fucks to give,
 But now—I’ve got no reason to live.
 I’m drained—I’m done—I’m burned to the core,
 I can’t take this shit—no more.

Pre-Chorus:
 Where else—can I go?
 Nowhere to live—nowhere to stay.
 No place—to call my own,
 I’m all alone—so far away.

Chorus:
 It’s about time—I figured it out,
 But frankly—I no longer give a damn.
 I’m just a broken man—
 And I don’t know who I am.

Verse 5:
 I wish I could go back—to the day,
 When life was easy—no bills to pay.
 No responsibilities—no heavy load,
 No burdens—crushing my fragile soul.

Verse 6:
 The fucks I had to give—are running out,
 And if nothing’s left—I’m filled with doubt.
 But fuck that noise—I won’t check out,
 I’ll scream my rage—I’ll stand and shout.

Verse 7:
 Yeah, I got your check—it’s in the mail,
 But I’ve got no phone—no story to tell.
 No address to give—just leave me be,
 I’ll build my home—in this misery.

Bridge:
 Where else—can I go?
 Nowhere to live—nowhere to stay.
 No place—to call my own,
 I’m all alone—so far away.

Pre-Chorus:
 It’s about time—I figured it out,
 But frankly—I no longer give a damn.
 I’m just a broken man—
 And I don’t know who I am.

Chorus:
 Concrete walls—wrapped in yesterday’s lies,
 Of how good we are—how we’ve reached the skies.
 I stand here alone—under stars tonight,
 Seeking a way—to make it right.

Outro:
 Guided by light—I’ll seek you once more,
 Wishing for hope—to open the door.
 A better day—a brighter way,
 To leave this darkness—and find my place.

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Broken Man

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© Аранжировка: NEVERCOMEBACK

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📝 ТЕКСТ:

⬜️ RUS ⬜️⬜️⬜️

⚗️ [Verse 1]

Докрасна на огне накалилась посуда,
Реторта доверия с хрустом треснула пополам
Что ты сделала со мной, Иуда?
Превратившая золото любви в туман...

Но в огне твоего ухода
Плавится свинец моей любви
И рождается новая порода
Металла, что не знает зла и лжи...

⚗️ [Chorus]

Алхимия предательства, священный ритуал
Боль в философский камень превращаю
Ты думала, что ты меня, как ветку поломала,
А я себя... из пепла... собираю.

Алхимия предательства, волшебная игра
Из яда... делаю эликсир жизни
Спасибо, что ушла вчера -
Теперь я знаю подлинную цену нашей близости...

⚗️ [Verse 2]

Пусть горит твое лживое имя
В печи моего праведного гнева!
Расплавлю цепи, чтоб найти под ними
Души моей закованную королеву

Молот яростно бьет по наковальне
Искры мести летят к небесам
Температура запредельная
В ней высохнет доверие к твоим слезам!

⚗️ [Chorus]

Алхимия предательства, священный ритуал
Боль в философский камень превращаю
Ты думала, что ты меня, как ветку поломала
А я себя... из пепла... собираю.

Алхимия предательства, волшебная игра
Из яда... делаю эликсир жизни
Спасибо, что ушла вчера
Теперь я знаю... цену нашей близости...

⚗️ [Verse 3]

Sublimatio - возгонка чувств
В кристаллы чистого сознания
Спокойно наблюдаю пустоту,
Там, где были клятвы и признания

Materia prima страдания
Трансмутирует в мудрость веков
Холодный анализ познания:
Ты была лишь катализатором для снятия оков

⚗️ [Verse 4]

Из компоста твоих (их) обещаний
Прорастает великая сила
Прежний я - растворяюсь
Жизнь заново сама себя сотворила!

Семена новых отношений
Всходят в саду моего терпения
Цветы распускаются без тени сомнений
Весна алхимика в золото превращение...

⚗️ [Verse 5]

Magnus Opus завершён!
Вот я - золото чистых намерений
Твой жестокий урок был мной усвоен
Королева перевоплощений!

Жезл мудрости в моих руках
Корона из звездного света
Нет больше Магистра Страха
Я - собственная планета!

⚗️ [Final Chorus]

Алхимия предательства, великий дар судьбы
Боль в философский камень превратила
Теперь я точно знаю - именно ты
Мне крылья истинной любви подарила

⚗️ [Melody Shift]

Алхимия предательства, великий дар судьбы
Боль в философский камень превратила
Теперь я точно знаю - именно ты (ты...)
Мне крылья истинной любви подарила

⚗️ [Fade-to-End]

🎵

⚗️ Алхимия предательства

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

feel free to hmu to collab or talk :)
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🟧 Все песни на канале - авторские, на стихи Вячеслава Тюменцева 🌈Палитра музыкальных настроений от нежной акустики и романса до вдохновенного альт-рока и мерцания EDM 🤖 Музыка создана с участием Suno AI Pro 

🟪 All songs on the channel are original, with lyrics by Vyacheslav Tyumentsev. 🌈A palette of musical moods from gentle acoustics and romance to inspired alt-rock and shimmering EDM. 🤖 Music created with Suno AI Pro.

🟧 Романтик и поэт в вечном поиске себя 😍 Саморефлексивная поэзия 👀 Все тексты автора 📝 Все истории подлинные ✅ Всё вдохновение свыше 🙏 

🟪 A romantic and poet in constant search of himself. 😍 Self-reflective poetry. 👀 All lyrics by the author. 📝 All stories are true. ✅ All inspiration comes from above. 🙏

🟧 RUS / ENG версии - для тех, кто слышит между строк 🎹 Искренние тексты, реальные истории и песни, которые задевают за живое 📆 Несколько новых треков — каждую неделю ❤️👍 Подписывайтесь — пусть в вашей ленте будет больше света и музыки. ✨🎶

🟪 RUS / ENG versions - for those who hear between the lines. 🎹 Sincere lyrics, real stories, and songs that touch a soul. 📆 Several new tracks every week. ❤️👍 Subscribe - let your feed be filled with more light and music. ✨🎶

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