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Lyrics
We dont get to choose who we love.
You never knkw hiw its going to.
End up.
Times up.
Last stop.
The heart rot.
My minds got
A lot of growing to do.
Emotional hygene
To keep in controll.
The dice i roll.
My eyes roll.
Lifes full
Of suprises.
Herbs and spices.
The finest memories made.
Dont down grade
Graves makes less mistakes.
On my silent pirade.
Stay yourself and stay brave.
Todays the change
That i needed.
The rest.
The silence in between it.
Wave goodbye, cause darkness
I am leaving.
No going backwards
That old life.
I am not repeating.
Getting out of the cycle.
The oast is a place of reference
Not a place of residence.
I will not go live there.
I can always move
And get up and leave.
I am not a tree.
Getting out of the cycle.
The oast is a place of reference
Not a place of residence.
I will not go live there.
I can always move
And get up and leave.
I am not a tree.
Getting out of the cycle.
The oast is a place of reference
Not a place of residence.
I will not go live there.
I can always move
And get up and leave.
I am not a tree.
Details
GeneratedNov 3, 2025
Duration2:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
Glitch, hip hop, rap,deep bass, depressed, slow half speed deep sub bass Lo-fi, gospel, oldies, bass, sad, choirs, slow
Credits
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BURDEN
BURDENModelAria v5
