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Una waifu con cabello blanco ojos rojos desnuda aheago
Про Магическую битву и Годжо Сатору и его учеников в стиле Turn It Up Oh The Larceny
Sad song about missing loved one in synth pop style
synthwave piano beat bouncy rap orchestral
synthwave piano beat bouncy rap orchestral
Electro Techno Song, EDM Party style. Songtext: [Male Voice 1 speaking] Ja, Hallo? Wer ist denn da? [Male Voice 2 speaking] "Ey Alter ich will Ballern!" [Male Voice 1 speaking] „Du spinnst doch.“ "Sag mal weist du eigentlich wie spät es ist?" [Verse 1] Es ist Baller Zeit Alter mach dein Bike bereit. Lass brennen bis der Reifen streikt. [Chorus] Ey Alter ich will Ballern! [Verse 2] Schnelle Kurve, Knie am Boden, Vorderrad abgehoben, Nächster kommt schon an geflogen, schleifend mit dem Ellenbogen. Ey Alter lass ma Ballern [laughing] [Verse 2] Schwarze Striche am Asphalt, hörst du wie der Auspuff knallt, Roman Gold Kommt schon bald. Sudelfeld Naturgewalt [Chorus] Ey Alter lass mal Ballern! [Verse 3] Gas hahn auf. Öldruck steigt, wir lieben wenn der Motor schreit [Chorus] Ey Alter lass mal Ballern! Die Chaoten sind am Knalln Ja hier kanns mir gut gefalln. Parkplatz treffen dann mit alln. Sudelfelder Inventar, Knieschleifer sind auch schon da, mehr los als an der Schischa Bar. [Chorus] Ey Alter kommst du Sudelfeld! Wir Ballern!
[Phone Ringing] [Male Voice 1 speaking] Ja, Hallo? Wer ist denn da? [Male Voice 2 speaking] "Ey Alter ich will Ballern!" [Male Voice 1 speaking] „Du spinnst doch.“ "Sag mal weist du eigentlich wie spät es ist?" [Verse 1] Es ist Baller Zeit Alter mach dein Bike bereit. Lass brennen bis der Reifen streikt. [Chorus] Ey Alter ich will Ballern! [Verse 2] Schnelle Kurve, Knie am Boden, Vorderrad abgehoben, Nächster kommt schon an geflogen, schleifend mit dem Ellenbogen. Ey Alter lass ma Ballern [laughing] [Verse 2] Schwarze Striche am Asphalt, hörst du wie der Auspuff knallt, Roman Gold Kommt schon bald. Sudelfeld Naturgewalt [Chorus] Ey Alter lass mal Ballern! [Verse 3] Gashahn auf. Öldruck steigt, wir lieben wenn der Motor schreit [Chorus] Ey Alter lass mal Ballern! Die Chaoten sind am Knalln Ja hier kanns mir gut gefalln. Parkplatz treffen dann mit alln. Sudelfelder Inventar, Knieschleifer auch schon da, mehr los als an der Schischa Bar. [Chorus] Ey Alter kommst du Sudelfeld! Wir Ballern!
Lyrics:Clear mind, comfy heart. Hit it like a pro! No more delay, go and pray for the light to shine, wash your way and dysfunction away. No more chaos, no more thoughts only smart work, no more break. Gotta ignite my ambitions. And my inhibitions, a mystery, for executive functions, you see the bright light to fight and break the cycle away. Gotta make a plan ahead. Ahead of time! When the dopamine hits my focus sharpens, hardens with a will of fire and passion of wind. I shall prevail the deficits away! regain control, clarity once more. You can never break, the wall made of an undying spirit of relentless struggle. struggle for a better future. Style:progressive, high notes, electric guitar, choir, synth, pop, ambient, catchy, background vocals, ballad, runs and tabs
[Style - Outlaw Country Ballad] [Title] Empty Bottles and Broken Promises [Verse 1] I was just ten years old, and my sister was eight, While Mama hit the bar, we were left to face our fate. She’d stumble out the door, her laughter turned to cries, Leaving us alone at home, with tears in our eyes. [Chorus] Empty bottles and broken promises, Mama’s gone again, Her friend had to bring her home, and help her in the end. We watched her stagger through the door, while we stood in the hall, A ten-year-old with an eight-year-old, trying to catch her fall. [Verse 2] Her friend would shake her head, and mutter 'bout the shame, While we huddled in the corner, like we were the ones to blame. She’d throw her coat aside, and slur a tired “goodnight,” Leaving us to clean up messes, in the middle of the night. [Chorus] Empty bottles and broken promises, Mama’s gone again, Her friend had to bring her home, and help her in the end. We watched her stagger through the door, while we stood in the hall, A ten-year-old with an eight-year-old, trying to catch her fall. [Verse 3] Mama’s voice was always distant, drowned out by the cheers, While we waited for her to come home, through the loneliest of years. She’d say she’d quit tomorrow, but tomorrow never came, Just the empty bottles and the echoes of her name. [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] The nights were cold and long, with just a little light, We’d huddle close for comfort, in the silence of the night. No more dreams of fairy tales, just the echoes of her cries, A little boy and his sister, with broken lullabies. [Verse 4] Years went by, and I grew strong, but the scars remain, Still see the empty bottles, feel the echoes of the pain. I swore I'd do it different, give my kids a better life, No more broken promises, no more endless strife. [Chorus] Empty bottles and broken promises, Mama’s gone again, Her friend had to bring her home, and help her in the end. We watched her stagger through the door, while we stood in the hall, A ten-year-old with an eight-year-old, trying to catch her fall. [Outro] Now I’m standing tall, with a family of my own, I’ve built a life of love, where those dark shadows won’t be known. Empty bottles and broken promises, that’s a past we’ve left behind, Building up a future with a love that’s strong and kind. [Chorus] Empty bottles and broken promises, Mama’s gone again, Her friend had to bring her home, and help her in the end. We watched her stagger through the door, while we stood in the hall, A ten-year-old with an eight-year-old, trying to catch her fall.
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Love song for Leo ali
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