In the darkness

[Verse] Rap game, stepping on 'em clean, candy queen. Adorned in sugar threads, sweet but mean. Black heart, dark scene, emo dream. Life like a movie, stitching up the seams. [Verse 2] Dark vibes, circling, midnight scheme. Eyeshadow, smudged lines, tearing at the screen. Candy-coated, but the taste ain't serene. Bittersweet symphony, lost between. [Chorus] Sugar rush, heart crush, emo blush. Deep pools, black jewels, feel the hush. Swirling thoughts, tangled knot, bitter mush. Candy queen, dark scene, life in a brush. [Verse 3] Streetlights flicker, shadows that linger. Tongue sweet, rhymes slicker, death's cold finger. In the darkness, her spirit still triggers. Black roses, heavy poses, emo sings her. [Verse 4] Heartbeat, candy beat, rhythm's sweet. Eyeliner streaks, black tears discreet. Camo pants, combat boots on feet. Living life, lost love, emo elite. [Chorus] Sugar rush, heart crush, emo blush. Deep pools, black jewels, feel the hush. Swirling thoughts, tangled knot, bitter mush. Candy queen, dark scene, life in a brush.

In the darkness is where I remember as I sit intent with my pain as the night fall I recall of it all and I pick at the back of my brain They're things that seem to go bump in the night "Hey, you remember me?" "I'm back to make you miserable, and i'm not dead you see" Resurrected to make you remember awake with only the stars "we're here to bring you back with us, and open your wounds and scars" in the darkness is where I remember and most will ask me why i hide in the dark accepting my pain ........... so no one can see me cry oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why A fractured man Who fell off stand? Awry and lost and way off plan When he began He knew he can But veered off course The path he ran Although he tripped And fell again A fractured man is still a man A bit of me a bit of her A spec of life was all you were Too small to see or know or feel But big enough to know you’re real We never got to hold you, to know you Or show the world our boy or girl Give it all to simply hold you But you’re not to bless this grueling world Still, our love for you was so true For our little boy or girl Our little boy or girl Our little boy or girl oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why A fractured man Who fell off stand? Awry and lost and way off plan When he began He knew he can But veered off course The path he ran Although he tripped And fell again A fractured man is still a man All is silent with in these halls but pipes that settle in the walls its at this time he always calls a voice that bellows then drops and falls "we can trust no one, we can't trust at all" "trust just leads to hurt and pain" Stop this rant you need not explain I've learned that over and over again now show yourself or speak your name but I know all to well he will not tell a crazy laugh rose and fell tears in eyes start to swell doomed to live this lonely hell I is he and he is me because misery needs company I uselessly flee from me I hear his laugh ha, ha, ha, ha, HE, HE, HE, HE! "you will never out run me" your only friend is in your head the rest have left or gone or dead they all lied they all mislead "Its just as I have always said" says the voice deep in my head oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why oh why oh wowis me.... A fractured man Who fell off stand? Awry and lost and way off plan When he began He knew he can But veered off course The path he ran Although he tripped And fell again A fractured man is still a man oh oh oh oh why oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why

[Verse 1] The mind is very complicated, no one is the same We've all got our own ideas ‘bout the way we play the game Some are gifted in a talent, others chasing after fame While the rest of us are broken, tryna make it through the day People say that I'm a nobody Tryna mold me into somebody different but I know ill never change I just wanna live my life Cuz there ain't no livin twice Why would I take the advice from a cheater of the game So call me mister nice-guy Reputation says I am on the thin line Walking round in circles-I don't care about the one time I was right about the terrors of the night sky Cuz I know something that I've kept quiet Voices scream in deafening silence Actions call from a whisper to a riot Something deep down bout to brake out, don't deny it Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide Life is a wave it ebbs and flows Sometimes it's small, but nobody knows Disaster brewing don't get close Or you will find yourself alone Drowning in silence Can't exist with the violence Push it down or live on an island Or just stay quiet And who will believe you? Nothing you say is ever true So you do what you always do Keep to yourself like sinners do Waste away, no delay, we've all got a price to pay But to say, it's okay All that shit is so cliché So... Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide Through all the calamity, something inside of me, Feels a new prophecy, somewhere that I can't see Burning with rage, and stuck in a cage Now finally out and taking the stage The silence will break, with deals we make The time for the darkness to awake Has brought the real to kill the fake To join the ritual to forsake The lies, the hurt, the broken Now destiny has spoken Bout a power when awoken Will only be a token Of what is yet to come Oh you thought that I was done? I'm just here to have my fun Til the setting of the sun So... Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide Yes... Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide [Darkside] [Darkside]

I woke up feelin' heavy, like the stones on my chest, Coffee cold in my cup, man, I ain't feelin’ blessed, Sunlight creepin’ in, but my mind’s in a mess, Thoughts racin’, heart pacin’, I ain't gettin' no rest. Staring at the ceiling, got shadows on my mind, They say time heals all, but I’m stuck in rewind, Every sip of this brew taste bitter, not sweet, Tryna shake off this weight, but I'm glued to my seat. (Chorus) Heavy heart, empty cup, man, where’d the love go? Searching for a vibe, but I’m trapped in this slow flow, Every day’s a battle, fight the demons in my head, Tryna find my peace, but I’m feelin’ like I’m dead. (Verse 2) Scrollin' through my thoughts like I’m scrolling through my phone, DMs full of nothing, feels like I’m all alone, Fake smiles in my city, they don’t see the dreads, Trying to lift this heaviness that’s fillin’ me with dread. Friends say, "Keep it real," but they don’t even know, How the darkness creeps in, like a thief in the glow, I pour another cup, chasing demons in disguise, But the truth hits harder than a thousand goodbyes. (Chorus) Heavy heart, empty cup, man, where’d the love go? Searching for a vibe, but I’m trapped in this slow flow, Every day’s a battle, fight the demons in my head, Tryna find my peace, but I’m feelin’ like I’m dead. (Bridge) These clouds, they hover heavy, but I’m keepin’ my stride, Learned to dance in the rain, yeah, I’ll never hide, A warrior in the chaos, I’ll rise from the wreck, With every word I spill, I’m reclaiming my check. (Outro) So I’ll pour another cup, till the warmth fills me whole, Gonna spill my soul out, let it free, let it roll, Heavy heart, but I’ll lift it, yeah, through all this mess, One day I’ll find my light, I just gotta confess.

Paweł na mroźni, w rękach pickuje palety, W głowie bity, w sercu PiS i amfetaminy sekrety. Każda paczka waży tonę, jak ciężar życia, Ale chłopak nie narzeka, to codzienna praktyka. Zamrożony magazyn, serce chłodne jak lód, „W Almere była klasa, a tu burdel i brud!” Mówi Paweł, kręcąc nosem, choć to jebany pech, Musiał rzucić tamto życie, tu ciśnie na bezdech. Chłopaku, pickuj dalej, czas to pieniądz, hajs się zgadza, Ale praca w Holandii to dla niego wieczna zdrada. Karton za kartonem, jakby liczył swoje dni, Każdy moment na mroźni – zapach klęski albo gry. Patriotyzm w sercu, a na rękach Lidlowski pot, Pickuje jak maszynka, bo system zjadł jego los. Nocne zmiany, świt nadchodzi – jedzie czysto na krysztale, Widzi marzenia, których nie dał mu kraj, a dalej żyje w szale. „Almere miało standard!” – kurwa, tam był level, A tu ciągła presja, „zapierdalaj” ich przekazem. Amfetamina w jego żyłach jak heroiczna broń, Każdy wózek, który ciągnie, jakby wygrywał swój tron. Partia w jego duszy, PiS na ustach jak mantra, Wierzy w zmiany, choć jest pionkiem w kapitalizmu transach. Na przerwach polityka, w głowie snuje plany, Jak PiS odbuduje kraj, a on ma w dupie zmiany. „Polska znów ma siłę!” – drze się na chłopaków z hali, Chociaż życie tu na picku – Holandia go przywali. Amfę kruszy w swoim kącie, bo go męczy jeb*ny rejs, Z każdym kartonem walczy, jakby zdobywał swój „hejt”. „Tu nie Almere” – powtarza, gdy wydajność go dobija, Tam robota miała styl, tu optymalność zabija. Magazyn to labirynt, Paweł w nim jak pies biegnie, Każdy dzień to wojna w głowie, życie dalej niezmienne. „Prawo i Sprawiedliwość – tylko oni mają rację!” Krzyczy Paweł, karton w ręce, pickuje w transie.