A.S.S.H.O.L.E.. Володимир Коншин

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СКАЧАТЬ This collection marks the beginning of my journey in songs and verse, an exploration of the raw and the real. Each page holds not only words but also sketches drawn from life’s most intense moments, capturing the essence of feelings that words alone could never convey. To those who inspired these lines, thank you – without you, these works may have never come to life."

      9th circle

      I was destined for the 9th circle of hell,

      But if I had the chance,

      I’d willingly descend even lower,

      Because I’m a fucking asshole man.

      I really don’t know,

      I really don't can,

      I’m just a fucking asshole man.

      Why postpone it for later?

      Maybe I should head straight to hell.

      Satan awaits me, but I’m too much of an asshole man,

      And, to be honest, I’m too lazy to go there.

      I really don’t know,

      I really don't can,

      I’m just a fucking asshole man.

      Perhaps only if a bus to hell passes by,

      And the crowd shoves me in,

      Satan will be waiting for me.

      I really don’t know,

      I really don't can,

      I’m just a fucking asshole man.

      So be it,

      Exactly like that.

      Like a Seb

      We were like the movie stars, you and me,

      Golden scenes in a silent symphony,

      I played my part with broken lines,

      But you deserved the perfect rhyme.

      You wanted love that sings, not fades,

      A life that shines, not breaks and sways,

      I gave you dreams, they were all I had,

      But dreams don’t fill the heart you held so bad.

      Now you're living in a world we framed,

      With someone else who's not the same.

      And I'm left spinning in the dark,

      Like Seb, watching from afar.

      I built castles in the sky for you,

      But they fell with every breath I drew,

      You found a home in someone’s truth,

      While I still chase a fading youth.

      I reached for stars, but you needed earth,

      And all my victories lost their worth,

      I sang for love, but the tune went cold,

      Now all that's left are stories untold.

      Now you're living in a world we framed,

      With someone else who's not the same.

      And I'm left spinning in the dark,

      Like Seb, watching from afar.

      You dance in dreams we used to share,

      With someone who could take you there,

      While I’m just a shadow in the wings,

      A memory of forgotten things.

      So I’ll play my tune in an empty room,

      Like Seb, I'll fade beneath the moon.

      You’ve got your happy ever after,

      And I’m still lost in fleeting laughter.

      Panic Attack

      Whispers in the dark, like shattered glass they break,

      I chase the ghost of you through every breath I take.

      You're floating somewhere high, a silhouette in light,

      An angel drifting closer in the quiet night.

      But I can't move, I'm terrified,

      You slip right through, I feel denied.

      You leave me empty, hollowed out,

      A shadow creeping with no doubt.

      I see you smile in someone else’s arms,

      Yet still you haunt me, lured by fading charms.

      The fear wraps round my chest, it keeps me bound and still,

      Your presence chills my bones against my will.

      But I can't move, I'm paralyzed,

      You slip right through, no place to hide.

      You drain the life from every part,

      An angel tearing out my heart.

      I see you fall, but still you rise,

      A ghost beneath those hollow skies.

      Your wings, once bright, now cast a shade,

      And in your flight, I am betrayed.

      I try to close my eyes, but still you find a way,

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