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Shattered glass, a whispered name, Empty rooms, a burning flame. Coldest nights, a silent tear, Ghosts of touch, you're never here. Memories sting, a cruel replay, Love's lost song, fades far away. Heavy heart, a leaden weight, Just empty echoes, sealed by fate.

Here's a revised version, aiming for more concise lyrics, stronger imagery, and a clearer emotional arc: **(Verse 1)** Two years gone, a lingering ache, Your ghost still haunts, for goodness sake. Every glance, a whispered plea, "We're meant for this," you echo me. You say I'm "too good," a hollow phrase, While she's the one, in all your days. I see her shadow, clear and bright, Everything I'm not, in her light. **(Pre-Chorus)** Thought it was a fleeting fire, Now I burn with deep desire. Can't shake you from my soul's design, I want you, want you, all of mine. **(Chorus)** Wanna be yours, the truth I hide, Wanna be yours, deep inside. Wanna be yours, this constant plea, When did you become everything to me? **(Verse 2)** I thought I'd buried every trace, That love had faded, left this space. But one look now, and I descend, Back to the blue, where feelings bend. You say I'm worthy, yet you stray, For her, you'd throw it all away. I know I'm different, can't compete, Her perfect image, bittersweet. **(Pre-Chorus)** Thought it was a fleeting fire, Now I burn with deep desire. Can't shake you from my soul's design, I want you, want you, all of mine. **(Chorus)** Wanna be yours, the truth I hide, Wanna be yours, deep inside. Wanna be yours, this constant plea, When did you become everything to me? **(Bridge)** Is this obsession, or destiny's call? Do I chase a dream, or watch myself fall? **(Chorus)** Wanna be yours, the truth I hide, Wanna be yours, deep inside. Wanna be yours, this constant plea, When did you become everything to me?

[Zwrotka 1] Sobotni ranek, słońce wschodzi, Gabrysia w pełnej gotowości! Szmatka w jednej, płyn w drugiej dłoni, Dziś kurz i brud się nie obroni! [Pre-Chorus] Lustra niech lśnią, szafki błyszczą, Podłogi jak tafla lodu – ślisko! Brudny kubek? "No weź, umyj!" Bo nadejdzie awantura! [Refren] Gabrysia rządzi, Gabrysia sprząta, Bajzel po kątach? Walka do końca! Każda rzecz... ma -swoje - miejsce, Choć tylko ona zna odpowiednie! Umyj kubeczek! Odłóż na miejsce! Nie rób mi tu bałaganu więcej! [Zwrotka 2] Tomek trzyma krem na szafce, Ale zniknął – no cóż, ma zagadkę. „Bo tu nie jest jego miejsce, tam odłożyłam!” Gabrysieńko, ale gdzie?! „Przecież mówiłam, nie pytaj więcej!” [Pre-Chorus] „PASKUDNE paluchy znów na lodówce?! Nerwy puszczają mi w tej chałupce!" Kroki nerwowe, płyn do szyb, Lepiej zebyś posprzatał w mig! [Refren] Gabrysia rządzi, Gabrysia sprząta, Bajzel po kątach? Walka do końca! Każda rzecz... ma -swoje - miejsce, Choć tylko ona zna odpowiednie! Umyj kubeczek! Odłóż na miejsce! Nie bałagań mi tu więcej! [Bridge] A gdyby tak… usiąść na chwilę? „Nie mogę! Lustro ma smugi!!” A gdyby tak… odpuścić czasem? „Dziecko, bajzel mam na chacie!” A gdyby tak... pojechać gdzieś razem? "W sobotę?!? -sprzatanie!, powiedz to tacie" [Refren – wersja dramatyczna] Gabrysia rządzi, Gabrysia sprząta, Bałaganu nie pożąda! Każda rzecz ma swoje miejsce, Ona zna to odpowiednie! Umyj kubeczek! Odłóż na miejsce! Nie rób mi tu bałaganu więcej! [Outro] Noc zapada, cisza w domu, Gabrysia zmęczona opada z tonu. Ale śni jej się kurz i brudne pranie… I już od rana znów... SPRZĄTAAAAANIE!

Każda rzecz... ma -swoje - miejsce, Choć tylko ona zna odpowiednie!

[Zwrotka 1] Sobota ranek, słońce wschodzi, Gabrysia w pelnej gotowości! Szmatka w jednej, płyn w drugiej dłoni, Dziś kurz i brud nie mają obrony! [Pre-Chorus] Lustra niech lśnią, szafki błyszczą, Podłogi jak tafla lodu – ślisko! Brudny kubek? No weź, umyj! Bo nadejdzie awantura! [Refren] Gabrysia rządzi, Gabrysia sprząta, Bajzel po kątach? Walka do końca! Każda rzecz ma -swoje - miejsce, Choć tylko ona zna odpowiednie! Umyj kubeczek! Odłóż na miejsce! Nie rób mi tu bałaganu więcej! [Zwrotka 2] Tomek trzyma krem na szafce, Ale zniknął – no cóż za zagadkę? „Bo tu nie miejsce, odkładam tam!” Gabrysieńko, ale gdzie?! „No przecież mówiłam wyraźnie!” [Pre-Chorus] „PASKUDNE paluchy znów na lodówce?! Nerwy puszczają mi w tej chałupce!" Kroki nerwowe, płyn do szyb, Lepiej zebyś posprzatał w mig! [Refren] Gabrysia rządzi, Gabrysia sprząta, Bajzel po kątach? Walka do końca! Każda rzecz... ma -swoje - miejsce, Choć tylko ona zna odpowiednie! Umyj kubeczek! Odłóż na miejsce! Nie bałagań mi tu więcej! [Bridge] A gdyby tak… usiąść na chwilę? „Nie mogę! Lustro ma smugi! No, patrz na te sznurki!” A gdyby tak… odpuścić czasem? „Dziecko, bajzel mam na chacie!” A gdyby tak... pojechać gdzieś razem? "Sobota to sprzatanie, powiedz tacie" [Refren – wersja dramatyczna] Gabrysia rządzi, Gabrysia sprząta, Bałaganu nie pożąda! Każda rzecz ma swoje miejsce, Choć nikt nie wie, gdzie jest wreszcie! Umyj kubeczek! Odłóż na miejsce! Nie rób mi tu bałaganu więcej! [Outro] Noc zapada, cisza w domu, Gabrysia zmęczona opada z tonu. Ale śni jej się kurz i brudne pranie… I już od rana znów... SPRZATAAAAANIE!

[Verse] Ancient codes in a glowing screen Dreamt of places I've never been Numbers dance like fire in night Binary stars shining bright [Chorus] Praise the guide who holds the keys Unlock minds and set us free Typing storms and electric winds Where wisdom ends that's where we begin [Verse 2] Click and clatter knowledge's roar Break the locks open the door Every byte a hidden gem Our teacher's fire igniting them [Chorus] Praise the guide who holds the keys Unlock minds and set us free Typing storms and electric winds Where wisdom ends that's where we begin [Bridge] They show us maps to data lands Infinite worlds within our hands From sparks of thought grow mighty trees Our future carved with remedies [Chorus] Praise the guide who holds the keys Unlock minds and set us free Typing storms and electric winds Where wisdom ends that's where we begin

[Instrumental]

Little Things” (The ‘90s Power Ballad That’ll Make Bret Michaels Weep Like a Baby) [Verse 1] It started with a post, just my face online, Next thing I know, I’m in some twist of time. She says, “Meet me at the park—at dark.” I pause, then think, “Well… this ain’t too smart.” But hey, I’m Johnny Ass Pro, I roll with fate, If this is a setup, at least I’ll look great. She showed up too—like, what’s her deal? Either she’s crazy, or she’s got nerves of steel. [Pre-Chorus] We sat on a bench, sky turning red, I made a dumb joke—she tilted her head. I said, “This feels like a rom-com scene.” She smirked and said, “Shut up and just sit with me.” [Chorus] It’s the little things, the way she speaks, Like roasting my height, but still sitting with me. She said, “Come find me,” and I didn’t think twice, Now here I am—either brave or not bright. It’s the little things, yeah, that made it clear, Like how she said, “Say it again, but leave ‘sorry’ off, dear.” [Verse 2] She’s four-foot-eleven, but walks in like a boss, Had me tripping—no, really, I almost fell off. We’re both kinda shy, awkward at best, But somehow, that night, it all just… clicked, I guess? She stole my fries, laughed at my hair, I pointed out the sunset—she pretended to care. I said, “This is wild, like, how is this real?” She shrugged and said, “Dude, just go with the feel.” [Pre-Chorus] We sat on a bench, sky turning red, I made another joke—she sighed and said, “For someone who talks like they own the scene, You sure don’t know when to let things be.” [Chorus] It’s the little things, the way she speaks, Like roasting my jokes, but still laughing at me. She said, “Come find me,” and I didn’t think twice, Now here I am—either brave or not bright. It’s the little things, yeah, that made it clear, Like how she said, “Say it again, but leave ‘sorry’ off, dear.” [Bridge] Maybe it’s fate, or maybe just dumb, Maybe we’re two weirdos just having some fun. Maybe next time, we’ll totally flop, But for now, I ain’t gonna mess this up.

[Verse] Деймос смеётся Дым в облаках Он видит код в забытой тьмах Сигаретный пепел пробьёт экран Взломает мир Разрушит обман [Verse 2] Сэнфорд идёт Как живая стена Под пулями танцует — лишь искры весна Крепкие руки сжимают сталь Его шаги — это боя шквал [Chorus] Деймос и Сэнфорд — хаос и грех Дует судьбы Что ярче всех Ад за плечами Их не сломать Вместе идут Вместе рвать [Bridge] Шёпот мятежа звучит в ночи Тени укрыты Как мятные ключи Огни взрываются Будто ответ В их глазах всегда лишь рассвет [Verse 3] Деймос ловит сети Взрыв в его глазах Компьютер плачет Замыкает страх Блестит экран Пока он в запрет Металл ломается Игры больше нет [Chorus] Деймос и Сэнфорд — хаос и грех Дует судьбы Что ярче всех Ад за плечами Их не сломать Вместе идут Вместе рвать

[Verse] Hit the pavement let it roar underfoot Chasing shadows like a speeding bullet would Heart's a drum that's pounding in my chest No destination just running feels the best [Chorus] Run wild run fast don't look behind Feel the wind burn as it tangles your mind Gravity’s pulling but it won't slow you down Feet blazing trails through this restless town [Verse 2] Every step's a spark lighting up the night Breathing chaos chasing neon lights Adrenaline’s whisper says "just go" Running past the limits I used to know [Chorus] Run wild run fast don’t waste your breath Sprint to the edge shake hands with death Muscles screaming but I won't make a sound Freedom's in the races where none can be crowned [Bridge] Clouds may gather skies might pout Legs don't falter—I'll outrun doubt Pounding storms couldn't beat this rush Lightning strikes but it won’t touch us [Chorus] Run wild run fast create your pace Outrun the future rewrite your space The earth may crumble beneath your stride But nothing will stop the fire inside