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THIS IS A SEQUEL OF THE "jessica" SERIES
https://soundcloud.com/rewqu/sets/for-the-sake
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J - Chapter VI
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grief

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Fade Away

A new track with a distinctive 80's credits-are-rolling vibe to it. No vocals yet.

Eighties Ending (Instrumental) (Demo)

You gave me roses made of plastic
You said they last forever
But they dont bend, they dont breathe
They just sit there and remember

You held my hand like it was glass
Afraid to grip too tight
I smiled and nodded through the script
Another scene another night

Plastic Flowers on my table
Looks like love but its not real
Like a ghost you almost feel
Painted smiles, the fake ideal

Plastic flowers always bright
No decay, but not alive
You said this way they never die
But all I see is a pretty lie

We kissed like actors on a stage
No fire, just practiced lines
A love rehearsed a thousand times
But never felt beneath the lies

The makeup hides the hollow eyes
The script still in your hand
We bow and smile for no one left
Too tired to understand

Plastic Flowers on my table
Looks like love but its not real
Like a ghost you almost feel
Painted smiles, the fake ideal

Plastic flowers always bright
No decay, but not alive
You said this way they never die
But all I see is a pretty lie




Plastic Flowers

You quote decay
Like its a style
Your pains a brand
Your grin is vile
You talking scars but never feel
Youre only hurt when its ideal

You buy your depth
in vintage clothes
dead poets drip from every pose
you fake collapse
to get replies
but wipe your tears
before they dry

Misanthrope
Cry on cue
Practice sorrow until its true
Misanthrope
So dead inside
You fake the fall then run and hide

You read your sad books
How unique
A tortured soul
Twice a week
You light a candle, call it grief
Thats not art, just make believe

Misanthrope
Cry on cue
Practice sorrow until its true
Misanthrope
So dead inside
You fake the fall then run and hide

Misanthrope

The gate slams shut behind my soul
Cold stone beneath, the clouds unroll
The echoes hush the mourners' cries
Beneath the black and weeping skies

Let the world forget my name
Only stone remembers pain
Where she sleeps, I come to stay
Cemetery fog, show me the way

Her name etched deep in frozen slate
I touch the words and curse my fate
No flowers bloom, no voices call
Just rain that drums the chapel wall

Let the world forget my name
Only stone remembers pain
Where she sleeps, I come to stay
Cemetery fog, show me the way

Cemetery Fog

You speak and I forget the world
A storm behind a sacred cloak
You move — and all my blood ignites
But they would curse us both to fail

Your god and mine don’t see the same
We kneel on different sides of pain
You pray in light — I rot in shame
We’re not allowed to love this way

You are fire, you are grace
In this torn and bitter place
But all the lines that history drew
Are now a prison built for two

There’s borders between us
Built from their sacred hate
They chained our blood to old regrets
And call it “just our fate”

They drew the lines in silence
And fed us ancient lies
Now every touch becomes a war
And every glance — a crime

I want you — through the holy fire
I feel you — like forbidden desire
They damn me — for the things I feel
But I'd still burn just to make it real

I dream of you in stolen scenes
A language lost between the screams
You laugh — and I forget my name
But peace was never in this game

I’d cross the line, I’d take the blame
I’d light myself inside your flame
But we were born to different wars
And both are scars that won’t be tamed

You are fire, you are grace
In this torn and bitter place
But all the lines that history drew
Are now a prison built for two

There’s borders between us
Built from their sacred hate
They chained our blood to old regrets
And call it “just our fate”

They drew the lines in silence
And fed us ancient lies
Now every touch becomes a war
And every glance — a crime

Borders between us
Borders between us

They cant erase you
They cant erase you

Borders Between Us

This pain in my stomach won't go away
I assume, this is punishment from all mistakes I've made
In a world where my actions speak louder than words
In a world where my actions speak louder than words

I know more people than ever before
One lesson I've learned from it all
Fortune and fame are disguised as your friend
'Cause I'm lonelier now than I've ever been

'Cause this pain in my stomach won't go away
I assume this is punishment for all mistakes I've made
In a world where my actions speak louder than words
In a world where my actions speak louder than words

I know more people than ever before
One lesson I've learned from it all
Fortune and fame are disguised as your friend
'Cause I'm lonelier now than I've ever been

'Cause this pain in my stomach won't go away
I assume this is punishment for all mistakes I've made

A Lesson Learned by LIMP BIZKIT, as seen on the album "Significant Other", published by Flip / Interscope Records, 1999)

Original Music, Lyrics & Performance by Limp Bizkit.

A Lesson Learned

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sample : symmetry - tercian archive 

ib : https://soundcloud.com/user-12092007

dying

OCTANE 95 fuels the night with coldwave shadows and post-punk pulse.
Dark, synthetic, and drenched in melancholy.

NUIT NOIRE
Dark, synthetic, melancholic sounds and forgotten voices.
Every song is a shadow, every project a mask.
The night is our archive. Silence, our language.

by Kaumai Hanabi
my email : kaumai.music@gmail.com

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