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Nothing Can Save Me (From Myself)

this song is not mine! Just wanted to upload this song here on soundcloud if anyone wanted to listen here.. CREDITS TO MOON WALKER FOR MAKING THIS BANGER!!‼️‼️🙏🙏👏👏🫡🫡⁉️⁉️😊😊

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i'm alright now
every time i see the sign i run it right down
moving 'till the morning we don't need to lie down
but is this what were making up for 
forgotten times, we can no longer retrace it 

fine by me
i don'r really care at all
know thats what you think
i can kinda shrug it off
just to see the stars aligning 
baby are you still involved 
every word that i say is from the heart and i can't turn it off

like really whats this timing
do i really gotta come find you
when the worlds turning ice cold?

like baby im right behind ya
and baby im right beside ya
i'll be here 'till i can't grow

looking out from the porch
it's starting to trickle, i'm sensin' a storm
hide in my fort
you'll be alright, you'll be alright
tellin' you everyday you'll be alright
know it makes a difference that's what i tell myself every night

now when i cry
it's just for a moment
yeah i just give it sometime
then i'm keepin' it rollin'
rollin it clean, mixin' the purp. wit' the green
and then i just let it all out
fuck i dont care if its makin' me bleed 

i wrote it on a list 
oh all those stories we lived when we were kids
how'd i become so sick of this

believe me when i say thats it's plenty
heavy on my soul but i pretend that i'm ready
sure i was 20
that whole decade was blurry
searching for messages i had left when i was 13

who gon' be there for me 
who gon' be there for me 
who gon' be there for me 

do i think my city
do i think my city
do i think my city miss me

bared all of the weight that i could carry
jag var jätta ledsen, yeah i was so fucking sorry
så mycket press på mig
men de var också mit fel
jag hade massor avslut men kunde inte passera som vag var i mitfield

du är inte skyldig för någon att visa
sånt som du vet att du kan och kan bra
alla döljer vi mil av vanilj för att då vi var små 
var det någon som sa att vi inte var bra
var det någon som sa att vi inte var bra

var det någon som sa att vi inte var bra
var det någon som sa att vi inte var bra
var det någon som sa 
var det någon som sa att vi inte var bra

brand (fire)

brand (fire) (cxrter x jolst)

Back to real, raw, and transparent music that matters. God driven.

Skylines

i broke up with my gf at Coachella

To the dragon 
any loss is 
total. His rest  
is disrupted 
if a single  
jewel encrusted 
goblet has 
been stolen. 
The circle 
of himself 
in the nest 
of his gold 
has been 
broken. No 
loss is token.

I felt it rise behind my ribs,
A tide that whispered old what-ifs.
The moon hung low like something kind,
But still it drew the salt in mind.
I never meant to call your name,
But waves know grief — they come the same.

Llanw’r lleuad, drawn and low,
I carry you where I can’t go.
Circle broken, ring of light,
Gold gone soft beneath the night.

There’s a window in my chest —
Opens when I need to rest.
I see your face in the reflection,
Like moonlight caught in old direction.
A single cup, the dragon wakes,
A loss too small, and still it breaks.

Your voice was water,
Now it’s tide.
It doesn’t ask.
It just decides.

Llanw’r lleuad, hush and rise,
Pull me under soft goodbyes.
Silver breath and salted skin,
I don’t swim — I let you in.

I dreamt you held a lantern shell,
And every glow was something I’d never tell.
A laugh, a lullaby, a breath I missed —
They shimmered like mercury in the mist.
You smiled. Said: “It’s all still yours.”
And left it shining on the shore.

In the albedo of memory:
A cup turned moon,
A saltless sea.
Dragon’s hoard, now scattered small —
But still, it’s hoard,
And I recall.
The circle spins. The ouroboros sings.
The grief becomes
A kind of ring.

There’s moss between my shoulder blades,
Where your last hug still gently stays.
The moon don’t ask — she just appears,
Turns all I’ve lost
To what endears.

Llanw’r lleuad, love that sways,
Soft and full in stranger ways.
Hold me close, in pull or flight —
You are the sea
That sings at night.

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower; 
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.

Llanw’r Lleuad

This song is part of a concept album. For the whole story, check out https://soundcloud.com/3mmoule-8/sets/city

Nothing Can Save Me (From Myself)

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