KHO GAYE HUM

Thanksgiving morn' 4am, momma's starting the fire birds all ready, bourbon's on get outta' bed, hungover and drink some more It's thankgiving day, and sober this time

The wind do blow a mournful tune, through branches stark and bare, November's grip be tightenin', a chill hangs in the air. But hearth fires glow with warmth within, and tables creak and groan, Beneath the weight of plenty, for blessings to be sown. (Chorus) Thanksgiving comes, a solemn feast, where shadows gather deep, And memories of loved ones lost, in silent vigil keep. We raise a glass to absent friends, to those beyond the veil, And give our thanks for simple joys, lest fleeting time should fail. (Verse 2) The turkey roasted brown and crisp, a sacrifice of old, Stuffing rich with herbs and spice, a story to be told. Cranberry sauce, a ruby gleam, like blood upon the snow, A reminder of the hardships past, that hungry souls did know. (Chorus) Thanksgiving comes, a solemn feast, where shadows gather deep, And memories of loved ones lost, in silent vigil keep. We raise a glass to absent friends, to those beyond the veil, And give our thanks for simple joys, lest fleeting time should fail. (Bridge) The pumpkin pie, a golden hue, a comfort to the soul, But every bite a fleeting taste, as years begin to roll. For time, like autumn leaves, descends, and fades to winter's sleep, And all that's left are memories, the harvest we shall reap. (Chorus) Thanksgiving comes, a solemn feast, where shadows gather deep, And memories of loved ones lost, in silent vigil keep. We raise a glass to absent friends, to those beyond the veil, And give our thanks for simple joys, lest fleeting time should fail. (Outro) So gather close, ye thankful hearts, and let the fire burn, For life's a gift, a fleeting spark, a lesson to be learned. Give thanks for love, for kith and kin, for all that makes life whole, And face the coming darkness, with strength within your soul.

The wind do blow a mournful tune, through branches stark and bare, November's grip be tightenin', a chill hangs in the air. But hearth fires glow with warmth within, and tables creak and groan, Beneath the weight of plenty, for blessings to be sown. (Chorus) Thanksgiving comes, a solemn feast, where shadows gather deep, And memories of loved ones lost, in silent vigil keep. We raise a glass to absent friends, to those beyond the veil, And give our thanks for simple joys, lest fleeting time should fail.

Forest Soul (Verse 1) Yo, I'm trapped in this maze, man, lost in the haze, Chasin' dreams that fade like lines on a page. Regret in my chest, monster under the bed, Dancin' with shadows, livin' life half-dead. Used to be a pawn, holdin' tears in a jar, Now I’m breakin’ free, man, I’m raisin’ the bar. (Chorus) I run my own circus, ain't no strings on me, Not a doll you can use for your sick fantasies. Fuck off with your standards, I’m carving my path, Face my demons, hear 'em howl, feel their wrath. (Verse 2) Poppin' pills ain't a thrill, just a ghost in the night, Tryna numb the pain, yeah, I'm puttin' up a fight. Suicide whispers, I can hear that call, But I stand up stronger, watch me rise and not fall. A forest soul, feel the roots in my veins, Growin' up means struggle, ain't no room for chains. (Chorus) I run my own circus, ain't no strings on me, Not a doll you can use for your sick fantasies. Fuck off with your standards, I’m carving my path, Face my demons, hear 'em howl, feel their wrath. (Bridge) Lonely nights, moonlight fights, I’m a wreck, But I’m built from the earth, man, what the heck? Motivated, elevated, I’m ready to soar, Regrets in my past, but I’m hungry for more. (Verse 3) So I’m throwin’ confetti, make my pain a parade, Run away from the dark, make the light my crusade. Chasin’ hope through the trees, with my heart in my hands, A forest soul wild, breakin' free from your plans. I'm not your doll, babe, I’m a force to be reckoned, Turn my scars into stars, yeah, I’m spittin’ that lesson. (Chorus) I run my own circus, ain't no strings on me, Not a doll you can use for your sick fantasies. Fuck off with your standards, I’m carving my path, Face my demons, hear 'em howl, feel their wrath. (Outro) So here’s to the pain and the battles I won, I’m no longer lost, man, I’m finally done. With a forest soul vibe, I’m takin’ my stand, A king in my circus, yeah, I’m livin’ so grand.

[waves_crashing] Strophe1: Auf unserem Teller, da tanzt das Leben, woanders stillt der Regen nur den Staub. Unser Hunger gestillt, vom Buffet alles nehmen. Schmeiß weg die Reste, doch sie essen, das ist Raub. Der volle Teller glänzt und lockt. Unser Reichtum ruht - lassen wir uns nicht blenden - Auf den staubigen hohlen Händen Des angelockten Sündenbocks Refrain: Wie sollen wir schlafen, bei diesen Schreien? Wer sind unsere Kinder, wenn sie nicht teilen? Was bleibt von der Welt, wenn wir sie totschweigen? So nah, wir hören es lodern, das FEUER!!! Doch ihre verbrannten Gesichter sind uns nicht geheuer. Und 1 Liter Wasser, der ist uns zu teuer. Strophe2: Apropo diese Sündenböcke die tragenden Hände, voll von Dreck Wir wählen, Donald, Elliss, Höcke Die stoßen diese dann lässig weg Wie kann man nur so seine Seele verkaufen? Wir zähln Kalorien und sie Krümel zum teilen. Säcke voll Schuhen während sie barfuß laufen. Wir bauen nen Pool, während sie dursten und leiden. (Refrain) Strophe3: Wie kann man sich trauen ein Urteil zu fällen? Sie wollen nicht gehen, doch wir fällen die Bäume. Es geht um Menschen? Man spricht nur von Wellen. Bei einem Himmel aus Asche ist kein Platz mehr für Träume. Sie steigen in ein Boot aus Angst Fahren über ein Meer aus Tränen. Du sagst: Ist doch nix wofür du was kannst. Muss man das denn immer erwähnen? (Refrain) Outro: Würden wir diese Welt durch ihre Augen sehen: - [Break] Mir fehlt die Kraft diese Wege zu gehen. Warum bleiben sie stumm, ham doch so viel zu geben? Nun hört unsere Schreie, mein Kind, das will leben. Sie wollen nicht, dass wir das überstehen! Hatte lange Geduld, spüre Wut in mir beben. Wenn ihr es nicht gebt, dann werd ichs uns nehmen Ich werd euch den goldenen Teller umdrehen. - - [Break] Zurück vom Tellerrand, muss noch den Rasen mähn, kurz was essen und Fernsehn - Ist es wohl ein Problem? Im Anschluss - mit vollem Magen noch im Wellenbad schwimmen zu gehen? [wave_effect]

Title: Kho Gaye Hum (We’ve Lost Ourselves) --- Verse 1 (Mirsab): Teri yaadon mein kho gaya hoon, (I’m lost in your memories) Dil se juda, par tujh se juda nahi hoon. (Separate from my heart, but not separate from you) Mere khwabon mein teri hi tasveer hai, (Your image remains in my dreams) Tere bina, zindagi lagti adhuri hai. (Without you, life feels incomplete) --- Verse 2 (Maaz): Tujh se door hoke bhi, tera ehsaas hai paas, (Even though we’re apart, your presence is near) Yaadon ke silsile mein, kho gaya hai mera saath. (In the series of memories, I’ve lost my way) Woh lamhe jo the apne, bas yaadon mein jeete hain, (The moments we shared now live in memories) Dil ke raaste pe, tere nishan milte hain. (On my heart’s path, I find traces of you) --- Chorus (Both): Kahan kho gaye hum, apne raaste se bhatak gaye hum, (Where have we gone, we’ve lost our path) Yaadon ke sahaare, aaj bhi zinda hain hum. (We’re still alive, surviving on memories) Tere bina ye manzar adhoora lagta hai, (Without you, this scene feels incomplete) Dil mein bas tere saaye ka dastaan bacha hai. (In my heart, only the story of your shadow remains) --- Verse 3 (Mirsab): Bheegi palkon pe tere khayal aate hain, (Your thoughts appear on my tear-filled lashes) Tanhaayi ke lamhon mein teri yaadein bas jaati hain. (In moments of loneliness, your memories settle) Dil ke kone mein ek aakhri umeed hai, (In the corner of my heart, there’s one last hope) Tere bina, bas yeh duniya ajeeb hai. (Without you, this world just feels strange) --- Verse 4 (Maaz): Har pal mein teri kami ko mehsoos karta hoon, (Every moment, I feel your absence) Apne hi khayalon mein tujh se baatein karta hoon. (I talk to you in my thoughts) Tujhe bhoolna hai, par yaadon se darta hoon, (I want to forget you, but I’m afraid of memories) Tere bina yeh dil, bas khaamoshi mein bharta hoon. (Without you, my heart fills only with silence) --- Chorus (Repeat) (Both): Kahan kho gaye hum, apne raaste se bhatak gaye hum, Yaadon ke sahaare, aaj bhi zinda hain hum. Tere bina ye manzar adhoora lagta hai, Dil mein bas tere saaye ka dastaan bacha hai. --- Outro (Both): Mirsab: Tujh se door hokar bhi tera intezaar hai, (Even being far from you, I still wait for you) Maaz: Teri yaadon ka silsila, ab tak mere paas hai. (The series of your memories is still with me)

"On the weekend party, only good vibes She arrives and unleashes with a loose step On the weekend party, only good vibes She arrives and unleashes with a loose step Kill the beat well! Kill the beat well! Kill On the weekend party, only good vibes She arrives and unleashes with a loose step On the weekend party, only good vibes She arrives and unleashes with a loose step Kill Kill Kill well! Kill Kill well! Kill" Note that "Mata" in Portuguese can translate to "Kill" in English, but in the context of music and parties, it likely means "to kill it" or "to rock it," emphasizing energetic and impressive dancing.

Wagony Świdnica co tam się odpierdala Gdzie kilku chłopów jakieś gówno spawa Gdzie Hubert co chwila coś odpierdala Bo jak coś pospawa, to jak płynne gówno się rozpada Zespawaneee jak gówno! Zespawaneee jak gówno! Zespawaneee jak gówno! Bo Hubert zespawał nie równo! Każdego dnia każdy myśli o co chodzi Czemu każdy wagon rozjebany wychodzi A Hubert spierdala gdy coś nie wychodzi bo woli przed kompem latać i smrodzić Zespawaneee jak gówno! Zespawaneee jak gówno! Zespawaneee jak gówno! Bo Hubert zespawał nie równo! I każdy wie, że Huberta czepiać nie wolno się Bo gdy uwagę zwróci mu się To Ci powie że masz jebać się Po czym weźmie obróci się I w krainę simowania zapuści się Nie licz na pomoc jego Bo prędzej z nieba pieniądze polecą, niż Hubert uczciwie przyłoży się. I taaak to jest jak ze Świeżbowic jest się! Zespawaneee jak gówno! Zespawaneee jak gówno! Zeeeeeeeeespawaneeeeeee jak gówno!

**Taire Bina** *(80s - 90s Bollywood Style Romantic Sad Song)* **[Intro Music: Soft and emotional tune, with faint sounds of winds in the background]* **Verse 1:** तैरे बिना ये चांदनी भी वीरान लगे, तैरे बिना ये हवाएं भी सुनसान लगे। तेरी हंसी का कोई निशां नहीं, मेरे ख्वाबों में अब कोई जहां नहीं। तेरे बिना, ये दिल भी रोता है, तू जो नहीं, हर पल खोता है। तू कहां, तेरा पता... तैरे बिना... ओ तैरे बिना... *(Music: Slow interlude with gentle violin and piano)* **Verse 2:** सपनों के रंग सब धुंधले से हो गए, तू जो गई, लम्हे काफूर हो गए। तेरा नाम हर धड़कन पुकारे, दिल को तेरी ही याद सताए। तेरा चेहरा, मेरी आँखों में बसा है, तेरा प्यार मेरे दिल में धड़कता है। कैसे कहूँ, क्या हाल है... तैरे बिना... ओ तैरे बिना... *(Music: An emotional guitar solo with light drums)* **Verse 3:** तू जो आए, बहारें फिर लौट आएं, सूखे गुलाब फिर महक जाएं। तेरी खुशबू से महकेंगे ये रास्ते, तेरे साथ फिर चमकेंगे मेरे किस्से। पर ये ख्वाब तो अब हैं अधूरे, जैसे बिन बारिश के सावन के झूले। किसको सुनाऊं, अपनी दास्तां... तैरे बिना... ओ तैरे बिना... **[Outro Music: Slow, emotional tune fading with a soft humming]* *(Song ends with the tune gently fading into silence, leaving an emotional impact.)*

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(Verse 1) Don't you dare come on this stage, With nothing but a head full of ego and a voice full of rage. I see through your fake cries, your insincere song, This ain't a pity party, we're here to be strong. (Chorus) Sing it like you mean it, If it hurts, let them know it's bad. Don't you cover a powerful upbeat song, and make it slow and sad. They come to you to be entertained, They come to you to make them feel. It doesn't matter if the story's fake as long as the emotions are real. So sing it like you mean it, If you're happy, let it show. They come to you to make them feel, so let the emotions flow. (Verse 2) Play that guitar like you're cutting through the night, Drum those beats like Drummer boy in a terrible fight. Sing of imaginary tragedy, of love and joy, romance and heartbreak between girls and boys Whether your tastes are classic, hip hop, or R&B, there's a music genre for you and me (Chorus) Sing it like you mean it, With power and grace, hold nothing back. Let the soul of the music pull at the heart's string, No need for sorrow or regret, No need for an act. Just sing it like you feel it, with passion and sweat. (Bridge) Oh, they'll feel it in their bones, The rhythm and the rhyme, the highs and the lows. Their hearts will race with each beat, As you sing it, make them feel the heat. (Chorus) Sing it like you mean it, Like every word is a precious gem. Give it your all, or don't even begin. They come to you to be uplifted, To laugh, to cry, to dance and to sing. So let your emotions run free, and let your music take wing. (Outro) So sing it like you mean it, Like your life depends on it. For in that moment, it does, so give them a show to remember, Sing it like you mean it.

*(Verse 1)* In the glow of the screen, a warrior’s plight, Dominick’s ready to join the fight. With his headset on and a controller in hand, He’s dropping in hot on the island land. *(Chorus)* Oh, Dominick, build up high, With every storm, reach for the sky. Dancing through the night, making it right, Fortnite champion, shining so bright. *(Verse 2)* He’s got his squad, they’re dropping together, Searching for loot, no matter the weather. In Salty Springs or the Tilted Town, They’ll take on the world, never back down. *(Chorus)* Oh, Dominick, build up high, With every storm, reach for the sky. Dancing through the night, making it right, Fortnite champion, shining so bright. *(Bridge)* Picking up shields, he's ready to roll, Launch pads and snipers, he’s on a goal. Victory Royale is shining in sight, With courage and skill, they’ll fight through the night. *(Verse 3)* From cranking 90s to those quick edits, Dominick's the king, and you won’t forget it. Through battles and laughs, they’ll claim their fame, In this world of Fortnite, they’ll make their name. *(Chorus)* Oh, Dominick, build up high, With every storm, reach for the sky. Dancing through the night, making it right, Fortnite champion, shining so bright. *(Outro)* So let’s cheer for Dominick, raise up your voice, In the heart of the game, he’s made his choice. Together with friends, they’ll take on the fight, In the land of Fortnite, they’ll own the night!