The whispers in the past stay, a haunting melody that resounds even when the world descends into peaceful silence. It seems as though every feeling I've ever contained now murmurs within the chambers of my being, unable to be/remain/stay silent. The world may seek for tranquility, but my heart goes on to share its stories/tales/secrets.
- Each/Every/Every single beat/pulse/throb
- Speaks/Tells/Reveals
Specters Of Your Text Messages
Those conversations you once shared, they linger. Like remnants in the digital ether, they remain. Each click of the send button leaves a trace, a piece of your past. Sometimes, they haunt you, reliving moments both good and terrible.
They act as a constant chill pop vibes of who you once were. A speck of your past self The Pain Inside" are heartwrenching, while tracks like "Track Title 2|Moving On|Let Go}" offer a glimmer of hope and recovery.
2025 Tears, 2023 Dreams
Time flits by, a relentless current pulling us towards the uncharted waters of what's to come. In 2025, sadness may stream, a consequence of choices made in this fleeting year. But for now, 2023 is a canvas where we sketch our dreams. Each day is an opportunity to cultivate aspirations, to shape the future we yearn for. Let us embrace this moment, this time of boundless possibility.
- Remember: Every step you take today can impact your tomorrow.
- Trust in yourself and the power of your dreams.
- Aspire with unwavering determination.
Love's Dead & I Wrote a Sad Song About It
This one haunts like an old flame. It's about that gut-wrenching emotion when love just evaporates. You know, the kind that leaves you hollow and desperate for a hug on cold nights. I poured all that pain into this song, hoping maybe someone else out there feels it too. It's a pretty raw listen, but sometimes you just need to express the heavystuff.
- Maybe it'll help
- It is what it is.
Never Want to Listen to Your Last copyright
The hurt in my heart/chest/soul is so real/raw/intense. It feels like a sharp/burning/piercing knife twisting inside of me every time I think about you leaving/us parting ways/the possibility of this ending. I know that sometimes things have to end/come to an end/run their course, but this just feels so wrong. I'm clinging/holding on/desperately trying to fight/hold onto/resist the thought of saying goodbye again.
- Perhaps if we could just talk it out/work things out/find a way, this wouldn't be happening.
- I'm so scared/afraid/terrified of being left all alone again.
Just say you feel the same/Promise me you won't go/Tell me it's not over.