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Хона паси сар аст
Ҷаҳон пеш аст
Басе роҳҳост барои тай кардан
Дар соя
То канори шаб
То даме ки ҳамаи ситорагон равшан шаванд

Туману соя
Абр ва торикӣ
Ҳама нопадид хоҳад шуд

Хона паси сар аст…
Ҷаҳон пеш аст…

То канори шаб, ситорагон медурахшанд…

Туману соя
Абр ва торикӣ
Ҳама нопадид хоҳад шуд

Туману соя
Абр ва торикӣ
Ҳама нопадид хоҳад шуд
Ҳама нопадид хоҳад шуд

Хона паси сар аст
Ҷаҳон пеш аст
Басе роҳҳост барои тай кардан
Дар соя…

Туману соя
Абр ва торикӣ
Ҳама нопадид хоҳад шуд
Ҳама нопадид хоҳад шуд
Ҳама нопадид хоҳад шуд

Дар тармаи хомӯшӣ,
Бигзор муҳаббат бимонад.

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Brooke Ashley - Back Up

keep pushing
keep building
keep breathing

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🔥 New Track Out Now! 🔥  
Title: [Lost and Locked]  
Produced by: [Music RooM]  

This track is a blend of real bars, raw emotion, and authentic rap vibes.  
If you're into real hip hop, storytelling, or trap beats – this one's for you.  

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Lost and Locked

Intro]  
Yeah, shadows creepin', heart racin' wild...  
Let's chase the void, no turnin' back now.  

[Verse 1]  
Streetlights flicker like nerves on edge,  
Mind's a maze, dodgin' ghosts in my head.  
Pills scatter floors, echoes of what I said,  
Chasin' ghosts that left me for dead.  
Fists clenched tight, knuckles white as bone,  
Screamin' at mirrors, claimin' my throne.  
Demons whisper sweet, pull me to the zone,  
But I flip the script, carve my name in stone.  
Rapid pulse, veins pumpin' fire,  
World spins vicious, feedin' the liar.  
I dodge the blade, turn pain to desire,  
Rise from the ash, set the night on a wire.  

[Chorus]  
Fallin' fast, but I grip the edge tight,  
Heart's a grenade, blowin' up the night.  
Screamin' silent, fightin' for the light,  
In this black hole, I'm the spark that ignites.  
(Whoa-oh) Grip the edge, ignite the fight,  
(Whoa-oh) Black hole burnin' bright.  

[Verse 2]  
Tick-tock bombs in my brain, explodin' chains,  
Runnin' lanes where the sane go insane.  
Flashback pains, rainin' acid on veins,  
I paint the stains, turn loss into gains.  
Crowd fades out, I'm solo in the storm,  
Norms deform, I morph into the swarm.  
Warm blood pours, floors slick with the torn,  
Born from scorn, reborn in the thorn.  
Quick flicks, tricks with the wick lit fast,  
Past haunts last, but I blast through the mask.  
Tasked with the clash, cash in on the gash,  
Sashay through the trash, leave 'em in the ash.  

[Interlude]  
Breathe... one... two... feel the pull?  
Void's callin', but nah, I ain't full.  
Echo: "You slippin'..." Nah, I'm the tool.  
*(synths swell back, tempo ramps)*  

[Verse 3]  
Nights bleed endless, threads of dread entwine,  
Mind's a minefield, steppin' fine on the line.  
Shine dimmed, primed for the grind divine,  
Recline? Nah, align with the spine.  
Whispers hiss like serpents in the mist,  
Fist to the twist, resist the abyss.  
Bliss in the risk, dismiss the dismiss,  
This is my list: conquer, enlist, persist.  
Hustle brutal, roots pull from the soil deep,  
Sleep? Creep on the weak, peak when they weep.  
Leap from the steep, reap what I keep,  
Sheep scatter cheap, I'm the shepherd elite.  

[Chorus]  
Fallin' fast, but I grip the edge tight,  
Heart's a grenade, blowin' up the night.  
Screamin' silent, fightin' for the light,  
In this black hole, I'm the spark that ignites.  
(Whoa-oh) Grip the edge, ignite the fight,  
(Whoa-oh) Black hole burnin' bright.  

[Verse 4]  
Echoes hollow, follow the swallow of sorrow,  
Tomorrow borrows from the marrow I borrow.  
Arrow straight, fate's gate I shatter narrow,  
Pharaoh flow, glow in the harrow.  
Barrow full of buried fury, hurry scurry,  
Blurry visions, decisions incision the jury.  
Worry? Flurry of glory, story gory but pure,  
Cure the lure, endure the manure.  
Snap: crack the back of the pack, attack intact,  
Fact: I extract the slack, counter the hack.  
Track marks dark, spark the arc, embark on the chart,  
Heart darts sharp, part the dark, start the art.  

[Bridge]  
What if the fall's just the call to ascend?  
Bend the end, friend to the wind, no pretend.  
Lend me your ear, fear's the thief in the den,  
Pen to the skin, win from within, amen.  

[Verse 5]  
Dawn cracks slow, glow from the low I know,  
Flow like a pro, sow what I grow in the snow.  
Blow the foe, toe to toe in the throe,  
Row against the current, fervent, alert, insert the glow.  
Curse the nurse that cursed the verse I nursed,  
Worse to first, thirst quenched in the burst.  
Dispersed the hearse, immersed in the verse,  
Rehearsed the worst, now I'm the curse reversed.  
Final sprint, print the hint in the flint strike,  
Like a psych, hike through the spike, no respite.  
Ignite the night, sight set on the height,  
Fight the blight, right the flight—eternal light.  

[Outro]  
Yeah... grip tight, ignite... we rise from the bite.  
Shadows retreat, heart beats—alive in the night.

Fallin Fast

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goodbye

“Somewhere Only We Know (Reminiscence)”– PPG

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Soft, hypnotic and intoxicating. "Under your spell" drifts between dark pop and cinematic emotion - a quiet pull, a slow burn, a desire you can't escape.

Under your spell

“Pieces Of Me Left Behind” is an emotional breakdown turned into an album. Every track is a fragment of the pain, heartbreak, trauma, and late-night thoughts that changed you. This project tells the story of someone who gave too much, loved too hard, and survived things that left scars instead of memories.

The album blends haunting melodies, raw vocals, and brutally honest lyrics to paint the picture of a heart that didn’t just break — it scattered. Each song reveals another piece of what was lost, what still hurts, and what you’re trying to leave behind.

This is the sound of healing in slow motion, falling apart, and finding yourself again through the music.

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