Name: Jessie’s acceptance x 20200229 2 by 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐓.
Duration: 4 min 6 s
Description: First ever edited upload of this Jessie Pinkman audio.

" It's like the world wanted me gone "

If I don't go pro my lifes over - Tachibana Ao ashi

Your taking this away from me too!!…..

maybe just maybe there is no purpose in life

gyutaro / twist cone

I am not the creator of this sound, all rights go to the Tik Toker @sociallyironic

"I don't hate in the darkness..." - Kimimaro X The path less travelled (Naruto)

Vinland - I still cant move on

The gods of Olympus have abandoned me - Kratos

First ever edited upload of this Jessie Pinkman audio.

Jessie’s acceptance x 20200229 2

but i know what hate does to a man

Text:
Verse 1
In the shadows of forgotten fields
They plant the white petals of our fears.
A golden bloom for a dollar’s yield —
But what grows rich is not always deer.

They say it’s tradition, they call it survival,
A trade spun from broken trust.
But under the moons and the desert’s rival,
It’s the blood of dreams turning into dust.

Pre-Chorus
Eimer, Blech, Trommeln im Wind —
die Erde weint, doch sie bleibt blind.
Shaker zittert, die Triangel klingt,
während jemand sein Reich in der Dämmerung ringt.

Chorus
Opium kingdoms — built on pain,
Empires made from our tears and rain.
They sell nightmares, they buy our sighs —
while innocent souls pay the price.
Opium kingdoms — who holds the crown?
While the fields bloom red, the poor drown.

(solo)

Verse 2
From Kabul roads to distant shores,
the wealth of sorrow flows disguised.
A hidden war, in silent scores,
where power feeds and truth dies.

We’re shaking hands and breaking hearts,
while the poppy’s promise clouds the sky.
The rich get richer, but who imparts
the cost of each winded lullaby?

Bridge (mit Frauen-Chor, sacraler Klang)
Oh, in the haze of the rising sun,
hear the whisper of souls undone.
Triangel rings, the drums remain,
for every seed sown in blood and pain.

(solo)

Final Chorus
Opium kingdoms – built on pain,
Empires made from our tears and rain.
They whisper "peace" with a poisoned tongue,
while the future bleeds, and the bells are hung.
Opium kingdoms — who holds the crown?
In the fields of sorrow, the innocent drown.

Outro (tiefer Rap-Stimme + Chor)
We see you, in the petals of greed.
We pray for the day when your harvest is seed —
seed for a better tomorrow, not a richer sorrow.

Jessie’s acceptance x 20200229 2

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐓.

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