Lonely Little Thing station

Fractured Reflection

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Dormi Mary

è la notte perfetta 
con la luna che guarda 
i profumi dal bosco 
è l'estate che avanza

dormi dormi solamente il silenzio
dormi dormi in questo mondo violento 

lacrime amare  
non riesco a vedere 
il pianto mi annega 
non riesco a parlare
eppure li' intorno 
la natura sorride 
vorrei tanto urlare 
evviva la vita

lottare non posso più 
mi abbandono al vento 
mi trascina con se 
con l'estate che avanza

dormi dormi solamente il silenzio 
dormi dormi in questo mondo violento

Mary Mary era un mondo stupendo 
Mary Mary il buio è solo un momento

Dormi Mary

Burbujas de Opinión

Stampede of the bulls

Estrela Morena - Cidade Offline

The Fragile Hearts

Second version of Angeles:

[Intro]
Ahhhhhhahhhh…Ahhhhahhh…

Ahhhhhhh.Ahhhhh…

[Intro]
How could he say that? She thought. 


Did he really think I could be sold and bought?



Where were his dreams and desires?


Did they melt along with his fire?

[Chorus]
The City of Angels, a carnivorous bloom,


unfurled its obsidian petals.



She, a hummingbird, sought its


poisoned nectar.

[Verse 2]
Fame's ephemeral light.


A wraith among millions.



Swallowed by the city's heartless sprawl.


Stardust, a deceptive drug.


Promised a high that could never last.

[Break]
Hmmmhmmm…


Hmmmhmmm…

[Verse 3]
He spoke of broken dreams.


Shards of glass on a boulevard of


despair.



Of gilded cages, fame's cruel embrace.


Just a swell of air.

[Chorus]
His words, mere echoes against the


city's siren song, its intoxicating lure.



Her heart, a captive nightingale.


Yearned for a stage, blind to the cost, so


pure.

[Break]
Ahhhhhhahhhh...Ahhhhahhh...


Ahhhhahhh...

[Chorus]
Angel City, a labyrinth of smoke and


mirrors.

Promised the world, yet gave so


little.



She, a painted doll, pirouetted on


ambition's razor's edge.



Seeking fortune, brittle.


Another forgotten face in the crowd.

[Verse 4]
A ghost in the machine.


Lost in the urban grit.



Stardust, a cruel hoax.


Painted a path leading only to a


bottomless pit.

[Break]
Ahhhhhhahhhh…Ahhhhahhh…


Ahhhhhhh.Ahhhhh…

[Bridge]
The city pulsed, a hypnotic rhythm.


Drawing in dreamers with promises


whispered on the wind.



She, another face, swallowed by the


neon glow.


Clung to the echoes of her own


delusion:


"They'll see, they'll all see. I'm destined


for more, I'm... different."


[Outro]
But the city, indifferent and vast.


Continued its relentless churn, grinding


stardust to dust.



Leaving her another forgotten echo.


In its canyons of shattered dreams.


[Outro]
Hmmmm…Hmmm…


Lost in the City of Angels.


A starlet consumed by the fading light...


Hmmmm…Hmmmm…




Angel City

Quiet Blue

Lonely Little Thing

Jay Ft. DJ Elroy - That's How The Story Goes (Tropical Mix 2025)

Living on My Deathbed

All the best days of my life have passed me by
This messed up world still wants my best try 
Give a hundred percent
You gotta pay rent
Drag your ass to church on Sunday, repent

I’m trying
Why does it feel like I’m dying? 

I don’t want to live down here but baby I’m stranded 
These are the lousiest cards I’ve ever been handed
The rain pours down, the ground gets wetter,
I wear this shame like a scarlet letter
Painted on my head
Living on my deathbed

The doc gave one for pain and one for depression 
‘Cause I’ve never been good at cleaning up messes
And now, I’ve got bills
To pay for these pills
But I never get better, they’re making me ill

He’s lying
I still feel like I’m dying 

I don’t want to live down here but baby I’m stranded 
These are the lousiest cards I’ve ever been handed
The rain pours down, the ground gets wetter,
I wear this pain like a barbed wire sweater
Hanging by a thread
Living on my deathbed

I’m filled with holes like a pair of blue jeans
I patch one up then rip a new seam 
Then drive off course into the well
I swear rock bottom feels just like hell
So far down and there’s no way out
I claw the walls and I scream and shout
I curse at God and he yells right back
You’re gonna learn never talk to me like that

I don’t want to live down here but baby I’m stranded 
These are the lousiest cards I’ve ever been handed
The rain pours down, the ground gets wetter
Thought it couldn’t get worse but I should’ve known better 
Just like I said

I don’t want to live down here but baby I’m stranded 
These are the lousiest cards I’ve ever been handed
The rain pours down, the ground gets wetter
I wear this shame like a scarlet letter
Just like I said
I’m living on my deathbed 

Lyrics © 2025 Brooke Justus. All Rights Reserved.

living on my deathbed

PRISON BREAK

Paint me baby baby

Sève

表裏 (Front and Back_English Remix)

À Gogo (2).mp3

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FragDell is a 24-year-old musician born on April 9. He recently moved to the United States where he continues to develop his creative career. His musical inspirations come from genres such as alternative, pop, indie, folk, hip-hop/rap

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