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12:10 Oct 21 2024
Times Read: 63


I See Through Your Lies

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=uZCqyA60s7E


(Verse 1)
Vampire Rave, screen's aglow, another victim's tale you sow
Digital tears, a fabricated woe, a twisted mask, a practiced role
Years of deceit, a venomous trail, hearts you shattered, spirits frail
But the shadows lengthen, the truth reveals, your web of lies, it finally peels

(Pre-Chorus)
Sweet-talking siren, a digital queen, your kingdom crumbling, unseen
Behind the keyboard, the monster breathes, a venomous heart, that never leaves

(Chorus)
I see through your lies, your fabricated plight
A venomous viper, bathed in digital light
The victims' whispers, a chorus of pain, your charade is over, washed away by the rain
I see through your lies, the truth cuts like a knife
Your reign of terror ends tonight

(Verse 2)
Profile picture perfect, a flawless disguise
But the darkness lingers in your cold, dead eyes
You weave your stories, a tapestry of deceit
While the broken trust lies beneath your feet
You built your empire on sorrow and fear
Now the reckoning comes, the end is near

(Pre-Chorus)
Sweet-talking siren, a digital queen, your kingdom crumbling, unseen
Behind the keyboard, the monster breathes, a venomous heart, that never leaves

(Chorus)
I see through your lies, your fabricated plight
A venomous viper, bathed in digital light
The victims' whispers, a chorus of pain, your charade is over, washed away by the rain
I see through your lies, the truth cuts like a knife
Your reign of terror ends tonight

(Bridge)

The lies you spun, a silken thread, now tangled tight around your head
The web you wove, a cage of pain, your twisted game, it drives you insane
You believe your own lies, a self-made hell, the truth will break you, it's a living spell


(Chorus)
I see through your lies, your fabricated plight
A venomous viper, bathed in digital light
The victims' whispers, a chorus of pain, your charade is over, washed away by the rain
I see through your lies, the truth cuts like a knife
Your reign of terror ends tonight


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11:24 Oct 21 2024
Times Read: 69


Hypocrisy

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8cJ8n5YxHbQ



(Verse 1)
Razor tongue, viper smile, a practiced, poisonous art
Weaving lies like silken threads, tearing others apart
They twist the truth, contort the facts, a masterclass in deceit
Leaving broken promises scattered, bitter and incomplete
No remorse, no regret, just a cold and hollow stare
They build their empires on the ruins, fueled by poisoned air
They climb the ladder of success, stepping on broken bones
Ignoring the cries of victims, leaving them all alone.

(Chorus)
Self-serving snakes, with hearts of stone and eyes of ice
They feast on the fallen, their victims pay the price
No accountability, no conscience to restrain
Their parasitic existence, a venomous, endless rain
Of lies and manipulation, a hurricane of greed
They sow the seeds of destruction, planting a wicked seed
Blind to the damage they've caused, deaf to the silent screams
Living in a gilded cage, lost in narcissistic dreams.

(Verse 2)
They charm their way to power, with whispers in the ear
Planting doubts and suspicions, fueling others' fear
They manipulate and control, with a smile and a cold embrace
Leaving trails of devastation, in every single place
They rewrite history, erase the inconvenient past
Their version of the truth prevails, their lies forever cast
In stone, in concrete, in the minds of those they've charmed
Leaving a legacy of ruin, utterly, deeply harmed.


(Verse 3)
They preach about morality, while living lives of sin
Their hypocrisy is blatant, the deception from within
They claim to be the victims, while others bear the scars
Their self-righteous indignation, shielding them from the bars
Of justice, of consequence, the weight they should now bear
The burden of their actions, the pain they should now share
But they're blind to their own darkness, lost in their selfish game
Playing God with other's lives, whispering their wicked name.


(Chorus)
Self-serving snakes, with hearts of stone and eyes of ice
They feast on the fallen, their victims pay the price
No accountability, no conscience to restrain
Their parasitic existence, a venomous, endless rain
Of lies and manipulation, a hurricane of greed
They sow the seeds of destruction, planting a wicked seed
Blind to the damage they've caused, deaf to the silent screams
Living in a gilded cage, lost in narcissistic dreams.

(Bridge)
But the truth will always surface, like a tide that cannot cease
The whispers turn to shouts, demanding recompense and peace
The masks will fall away, revealing the rot within
Exposing their true nature, the darkness they have spun.

(Chorus)
Self-serving snakes, with hearts of stone and eyes of ice
They feast on the fallen, their victims pay the price
No accountability, no conscience to restrain
Their parasitic existence, a venomous, endless rain
Of lies and manipulation, a hurricane of greed
They sow the seeds of destruction, planting a wicked seed
Blind to the damage they've caused, deaf to the silent screams
Living in a gilded cage, lost in narcissistic dreams.


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04:39 Oct 19 2024
Times Read: 107


SB

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=O-yRQ4xJxAk


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09:15 Oct 18 2024
Times Read: 145


The pendulum swings, revealing not truth, but the arc of its own momentum. Your declaration of non-pursuit is a fascinating paradox; the absence of action speaks volumes, yet remains stubbornly silent on the subject of intention. The "doing you" – a commendable pursuit, though its efficacy hinges entirely on the definition of "you." Is it the self you present to the world, the self you carefully curate, or the self that dwells in the quiet spaces between your carefully constructed facades? The resurfacing, the reappearance – it is a theatrical event, dependent on both actors and the script yet unwritten. To measure your importance by the presence or absence of another is to invite a subjective and ultimately unreliable metric. Perhaps the true measure lies not in their actions, but in the clarity you find within yourself, independent of their choices. The horizon, my dear, is vast. Focus on navigating it, not on waiting for a ship that may or may not appear.


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Cadrewolf2
Cadrewolf2
20:54 Oct 18 2024

Wow. Great words of wisdom.





 

18:05 Oct 06 2024
Times Read: 194


loving this new song

Can't You Fight Your Own Battles?

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=S-rP8DwUseo


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04:37 Oct 04 2024
Times Read: 240


Loving this song its so amazing Reap what you Sow

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=lIXBzTOC_oc


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23:44 Oct 01 2024
Times Read: 276


wow this song is amazing

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RvGwNxFjXOs


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