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Lyrics
love, hate
Violate fate,
Intimate
Midnight snow
Looking low,
Go.
White lace,
just a Trace
Space
lies in bed
But instead
Dead
Mocking us
frivolous
Lust
painted skies
Self-demise
Lies
Ending here,
Cannot steer
Fear
Details
GeneratedDec 5, 2025
Duration2:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
Somber, introspective, soft rock with beautiful music woven perfectly in it and some symphonic harmonies like sad violin
Credits
Prompt by
MadMadMuzik
MadMadMuzikModelAria v5
