Dying In The Moment

DIE WITH ME

TRUTHZ

I broke his hand

What else am I suppose to do
After all the shit that you’ve put us through
You’ve taken the water made it glue
Its true its true

I’m terrible for memories
But you’re the same
It doesn’t matter why
But you’re to blame
You’ve drank the Kool-aid and gone insane
you’re lame you’re lame

What was done to me
I’ll do for you
Eye for an eye 
Tooth for a tooth
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

Up the martyrs
And up the youth 
The anarchists
Won’t defend you
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

You think that you can see right thru 
Tthere’s nothing here
You’d resemble
Your definitions vague, accidental
So rude so rude

You can’t see the food
Left on your plate
You want to scramble
But it’s too late
The terror revealed
And it’s your fate
Yeah mate yeah mate

What was done to me
I’ll do for you
Eye for an eye 
Tooth for a tooth
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand

Up the martyrs
And up the youth
The anarchists
Won’t defend you
When you reach out
Best be careful, for
I broke his hand


i broke his hand

Molly made the china dolls that come alive.
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pATRICK bURKE 2025

Molly made the china dolls that come alive,
They’re made from parts nobody wanted
And become everything they hated…


She stitched their arms from splintered wood
Painted faces no one understood
Glass in their ribs, rust in their veins
Laughed like angels, screamed like chains


She whispered secrets through the thread
Woke them softly from the dead


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
She watched them crawl and twist and writhe
Built from shame and fractured pride
They wear the masks that she would hide
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive


They dance on tables, curse in rhyme
They eat the hours she left behind
Bent with beauty, cracked with grace
They spit her name back in her face


She never cried, she just sewed tight
They were her voice on quiet nights


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
Spun from parts no one survived
They grew into the things they feared
Broke the mirrors, disappeared
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive


Stolen bones, forgotten lace
She made a world, it wore her face
And when they screamed, it sounded right
She held their hands and turned out the light


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
She gave them hate, they gave her eyes
Now they roam where silence died
She became what she designed
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive…


Molly made the china dolls that come alive…
They're made from parts nobody wanted…
And become everything they hated…

PB2025

Molly made the china dolls that come alive

Call My Name

Slôw Dôwn is a song that talks about how fast we humans are moving, the cover depicts the future life and what it holds. Ai form of myself with a hellcat in 60 years. This flow is completely different and once again has very meaningful lyrics on everyday struggles and how (Loud Loux prod.) feels

Slôw Dôwn (loud loux prod.)

https://open.spotify.com/track/54Hd2EseCjAcgT74MKWhQw?si=mCxMmz9cTC-nkLP520j7Sw

"for legal reasons this is not a https://soundcloud.com/slowpulp song"

21st reason

Not A Love Song

Lyrics:

Shadows stretch longer
In silence I breathe
The face in the mirror
No longer believes

I was once fragile
A vessel of light
But scars became armor
In the endless night

Each wound a lesson
Each loss a disguise
Now steel fills the spaces
Behind my eyes

Metamorph, I change, I fall
I don’t know this self at all
Metamorph, I break, I rise
But fear the frost behind my eyes

The warmth is fading
I feel it decay
A stranger is forming
And pushing away

If I turn to silence
And bury the flame
Will anyone know me
Or call my name?

Metamorph, I change, I fall
I don’t know this self at all
Metamorph, I break, I rise
But fear the frost behind my eyes

I am not the same
But I cannot return
To the child of fire
Whose heart would burn

If the cost of survival
Is to turn to stone
Will I stand triumphant
Or die alone?

Metamorph, I change, I fall
I don’t know this self at all
Metamorph, I break, I rise
But fear the frost behind my eyes

Metamorph, I fade, I find
A shadow carved from fractured time
The last of the warmth has gone away
But still I breathe into the gray

DIE WITH ME

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