

Prompt / Lyrics
Ha ha ha Ha words Ha cords Like Mors Closed doors breaking voice Eamthy space of lost dice Breaking word's and cords Shaping persons like bours Shouting what they thinking Fcking thing's but Thay are not bringing I'm pissed of fcking lying Every eamthy word Every fcking eamthy cord Broken voice from shadow Calling my voice to rejoice Fuck the the shadow Fuck your space with no grace If really matter You wouldn't stutter Ha ha ha Ha words Ha cords Like Mors Closed doors breaking voice Honestly is key But you don't see That missing key tearing apart Broken heart every minut Every second thinking On what is sinking With shrinki you thinking Everything is my fault Yes it is, I'm Tunders Bolt Fast as usein bolt if I see your mold Guilty as I am But I'm trying to be who I am I'm not shouting publicly Showing my sickly Prickly shadow waking I'm shouting to moon I'm shouting than zoom at noon Listen peac of moon's grace With no space for regretting Im reawaking into mak who is waking. So if you don't see my passion Heart's stationary station Peac It's my mansion So Ha ha ha Ha words Ha cords Like Mors Closed doors breaking voice
Tags
rap, hip hop, ambient
1:24
No
2/23/2026