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Я кручусь в ритме ночи, она снова здесь. В моей студии дым и звуки басов. Микрофон горячий, слова как яд. Делаю музыку, пока город спит. Она танцует, я пишу текст. Завтра будет новый трек, новый день.

And when I was little, like maybe seven or eight, and we had this amazing treehouse in our backyard, and my dad built it himself, and it was the most special place ever. But then we moved away and, like, I always wanted to build one for my own kids someday.

When they say cant do both pitch and hit like power move but I done told them watch me fly high no stranger to work ethic mala mala just nature flowing through veins you see when its game time I show them what suffering means no limits.

So I got this new puppy, and like, it reminded me of when I was little and we had this family cat, and my mom was allergic but we kept it anyway, and it was the best pet ever. And now, having my own place, I can finally have all the pets I want.

Trapped in my mind again, popping pills just to pretend I'm fine, but the demons they keep spinning round, can't tell what's real anymore now. Like father like son, guess the darkness won, mixing liquor with thoughts until they're both gone, yeah.

Um, so yesterday I was looking through some old photos and um, found this picture of me when I was little with my first bike, and it just reminded me of how, um, my dad taught me how to ride it, and it was like this really special moment that I'll never forget.

Туманом укрыта память, в ней тени прошлых дней. Ветер несёт обрывки несказанных слов, а сердце всё ещё помнит тепло. Мы были как звёзды в ночи, теперь растаяли, словно снег весной.

Um so like, I got this new puppy last week, and it's kind of funny because when I was younger, my family always said we couldn't have pets, and um, now that I'm older and have my own place, it's like, the best feeling ever having this little guy around.