Brainrot

[Verse] Caught in the web am I fly or spider now Textin on my phone while I"m chasing shadows Mind is a jungle tangling my senses Perceptions twisted reality immense is [Chorus] Impressions pressing fast messes messing slow Trying to decipher the code of what I know Brainrot got me spinning whispers in my ear All the voices talking but there’s nothing clear [Verse 2] Pmo on the down low secrets in my head Can"t differentiate the dream from the dead Typing talking nothing sticking in the frame Lost in thought and losing that’s the name of the game [Bridge] Ts facing down with a crack in the mirror The more I look the less it becomes clearer Swimming through dimensions no shore to hold Tangled in my thoughts feel the numbness take control [Chorus] Impressions pressing fast messes messing slow Trying to decipher the code of what I know Brainrot got me spinning whispers in my ear All the voices talking but there’s nothing clear [Verse 3] Icl dih imagine levels ticking down Swimming in confusion like I’ll never drown Realms overlapping lines smudged in my mind Every thought unraveling ‘til they"re all entwined

[Verse] Tried to hard, I had to fall Universe against me, hear the call Life"s in disarray, cards in a brawl Not my script, this ain"t my stall [Chorus] Tried so hard, but it’s all a game Universe conspiring, what a shame Falling into place, feeling the pain Everything"s a blur, nothing’s the same [Verse 2] Riding these waves, caught in the seam Dreams shatter quick, this ain"t no dream Universe laughs while I chase the beam Collapsing under, hearing the scream [Chorus] Tried so hard, but it’s all a game Universe conspiring, what a shame Falling into place, feeling the pain Everything"s a blur, nothing’s the same [Bridge] Galaxy"s whisper, conspiracies fly Plans all evaporate into the sky Stumbling through, but why even try? Universe’s grip, truth"s a lie [Chorus] Tried so hard, but it’s all a game Universe conspiring, what a shame Falling into place, feeling the pain Everything"s a blur, nothing’s the same

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before he even moves Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em all Hybrew’s got a million songs Every day, another one’s gone Guitar’s on fire, drums keep time Flooding your phone with another rhyme Family group chat’s blowin’ up again New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, some say insane But you know you’re gonna click that play again Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night

[Verse] Cold pavements cry out Neon lights flicker fade Shadows dance in secrets Lost in urban decay [Verse 2] Punk kids shout in anger A city"s pulse unraveled Broken dreams forgotten In a void that leaves us baffled [Chorus] Screams against the silence Pain veiled in the night Fists clenched in defiance Rage burning bright [Verse 3] Alleyways hold grudges Nightmares never sleep Voices echo darkness In souls that run too deep [Chorus] Screams against the silence Pain veiled in the night Fists clenched in defiance Rage burning bright [Bridge] Whispers haunt existence In this place that"s never free Hope is just an outcast In a world that"s lost at sea

[Verse] Through a maze of twilight I roam so wild Steps echo on cobblestones like thoughts beguiled Night whispers secrets in the language of the dark Lost in the echo of my wandering heart [Verse 2] Chasing shadows under a neon sigh Questions hang like stars in an endless sky Streetlights flicker like forgotten dreams Lost in the twinkling of moonlit streams [Chorus] Oh I"m lost in the city fog Mind wrapped tight in this silent smog Echoes murmur sweet lullabies Lost in the spell of starry skies [Verse 3] Cloaked in whispers of yesterday"s song Time’s a thief And it moves along Paths unravel under my restless feet Lost in the story no one can complete [Bridge] Here Hope is a compass with no north star Dreams a map that only goes so far Yet every turn and twist I embrace Lost in the beauty of an uncharted place [Chorus] Oh I"m lost in the city fog Mind wrapped tight in this silent smog Echoes murmur sweet lullabies Lost in the spell of starry skies

[Verse] Des fois je trouve des trucs cassés Je me dis je vais les réparer Mais est-ce que ça va redémarrer Ou juste exploser me faire sauter [Verse 2] Un vieux téléviseur dans l"coin Mon tournevis est prêt en main Je tourne et vis je tourne et vis Dans dix secondes je compte les fruits [Chorus] Oh oh vais-je réussir Ou finir par tout démolir Ils disent attends faut voir C"est ça ou bien l"espoir [Verse 3] Un grille-pain sur le bord du chemin Je tente ma chance l"idée est loin De savoir s"il brillerait d"or Ou finirait en fumée encore [Verse 4] Des écouteurs tout emmêlés Je tire et tire ça peut moins bien aller Mais est-ce que j"ai trouvé Le fil ou bien une paire cassée [Bridge] Dans chaque pièce faut croire au destin Entre mes mains c"est presque rien Un brin d"espoir un peu de foi La magie parfois ça marche pas

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