مولد صوت AI Alex Turner من Fish Audio

Right, so I was thinking about my next album title, yeah? Could call it 'Songs About Being Sad Part 2' or something properly depressing like that. Mind you, my mum says I should do something more upbeat, but where's the fun in that? Just gonna stick to what I know - pure misery with a tune.

hey shelly, i know you are finding it hard to believe me,i know curious many imposters out there, for real i am abel makkonen.. and this is my only real page.

Every time I walk through this house, I find pieces of you in the quiet. It is the way the light hits the floor or a scent in the air that brings you back. I close my eyes and I feel you here, always in the small things.

Shadows follow me through empty streets tonight, memories burning like stars too bright. They say time heals, but wounds run deep, lessons learned from promises we couldn't keep. Each step forward leaves the past behind.

Everything's spinning, but somehow, starting to make sense now. The pieces, they're falling into place. My thoughts, they're scattered, yes, but I'm beginning to understand. The fog is lifting, slowly.

Lost in my head again, demons won't let me sleep. Pills make the pain fade but my soul still bleeds. I'm drowning in memories, can't escape what I've become. Everyone says they care but they don't understand what I'm running from.

The static, it’s always humming in the background, isn't it? Just bits and pieces of a life we didn't choose. We’re all just flickering lights in a hollow room, waiting for the silence. No more noise, no more expectations. Just a quiet, empty space.

I’m just a mess in a pretty dress, waiting for your call that never comes. One more drink and I’ll forget I even have a heart. You can take my soul if you promise to stay. I’m dying to hear you laugh one last time, baby.