1.Cerberus - The Rain

Опубликовано: 28 Июль 2026
на канале: Vandal Media
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CHAPTER 1:
The Progression

Text & Voce: Cerberus
Inregistrare: Vandal Media
Mix & Master: Squito @Vandal Media
Instrumental: B. Young
Grafica: Markus Fleischer @Vandal Media

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Cerberus:
https://www.facebook.com/oldcamprulz/...

Markus GFX:
https://www.facebook.com/MarkusGFXRO/...

Squito:
  / squitoro  

Lyrics:
SKIT:
im so lost and i don't get it
i tried my best to ignore everything around me
am i alone? am i loved? i don't know
all i know is im fking delusional
how can you move forward,but still look back
as if im unsure if what im doing, is the right thing
im about to lose my mind,im slowly losing control
im always tired and low on energy
im misunderstood and always negative
i abuse all kinds of pleasures and turn them into addictions
i don't even know where the fuck am i going
i've been in the same place,walking the same road,every goddamn year
im temporarily on the right path,bc everytime i see a hole in the concrete or smth along those lines,i just cannot get over it
i need some fucking help,SOS

Verse

this an intro for the introverts
this the shit full of rage and outbursts
really dedicated meditated on killin my own demons before
heavily medicated,that's premeditated murder at its core
for sure,my mind locked but still fully insecure
fighting for solutions be feelin like a blood bath
i would kill to come out clean
i would kill to take the green
and put it on the tree of life
my body full of empty branches
sere leaves fallin on benches
leads me to believe im so down
on so many levels below the sea
i might drown in this alcohol
maybe i won't wake up after all
my mind so lost in the whirlwind
paranoia got me thinking about the world end
i need some fucking help that's not from a pill
that's how i fucking feel
always with a chip on my fucking shoulder
staring down at my past be feeling like diggin graves
can't even look up at my progress,not followin the waves
not following the signs,so psychotic on the brink of insanity
rain follows me everywhere,giving a wink to my sanity
see,rain reigns over me blinded by the bleakness
vision clouded by downfalls,that's my weakness
i witness the sweetness,but couldn't get a taste
that's because im bittersweet and numb,such a waste
trash like a Monday,so mundane
sometimes im lonely,and im the one to blame
i chose to make distance,not friends,stuck to my mind frame
but
music's in my jeans(genes), im cut from a different cloth
im a fly on the wall,the most hated moth