
Viewer recommendition is 16+ only β οΈπ¨Warning: this song touches on some dark concepts and drug use π¨β οΈ π©βΌοΈI DO NOT condone any of the actions in this songβΌοΈπ© βπ If you are sensitive to these topics I recommend you leaveπβ ========================== Β© Belittled by Galaxy's Music Studio βββββββββββββ Β© All Rights Reserved | Copyright 2026/5786 Β© Galaxy's Music Studio 2026/5786 Β© lyrics by Galaxy's Music Studio 2026/5786 Β© Musical Arangment by Galaxy's Music Studio 2026/5786 Β© Image Rights by Galactic-Art 2026/5786 ----------------------------------------- See The Album Hereticalβ’ https://suno.com/playlist/c2074c3c-5c3b-4335-bafe-c4015811e0f3 βββββββββββββ If you want to use this song or any of the products in it you must talk to the creator(s) of the product(s).. Any and all unauthorized use will result in a immediate copyright strike and government evolvement.. So please try to avoid using anything from this song without direct permission and signed signature of the owner(s) ============================= πΆπ΅.....πΆπ΅ (ooh-ooh) I gave them all my worth, threw it in the dirt. Now I'm bleeding in the silence, trying to fake that it don't hurt. They said I'd always be nothing, just a shadow in the crowd. Talked me into play, now I rarely speak out loud. Every smile was a dagger, every hug a trap. Now I'm drowning in the echoes, can't find my way back. (Ooh-ooh-ooh) I was just a kid with dreams too big. They laughed while I broke piece by piece. Now I'm stitched with scars and nicotine. Trying to numb the voice that's killing me. I'm the ghost in the hallway, the name they forget. The punchline of jokes, the pain of regret. But I still hear the whispers, still feel the stain. They bled out my soul, now I don't feel a thing. πΆπ΅.....πΆπ΅ (Ooh-ooh-ooh) I'm cold now, with ice in my veins. They made me this monster, fed me this pain. I would scream in the mirror, but no one would reply. Just me and my demons, locked in disguise. They said man up, like I ain't been through hell. Like I ain't stitched my own wounds, cried where I fell. I was just trying to breathe, they were trying to break. Now I'm numb to the world, every smile now feels fake. I'm the ghost in the hallway, the name they forget. The punchline of jokes, the pain of regret. But I still hear the whispers, still feel the stain. They bled out my soul, now I don't feel a thing. πΆπ΅.....πΆπ΅ (Ooh-ooh-ooh) I built walls from the words they threw. Now I sleep in ruins painted in blue. If I vanished tonight would they even care? Or just scroll past like I was never there! I'm the ghost in the hallway, the name they forget. The punchline of jokes, the pain of regret. But I still hear the whispers, still feel the stain. They bled out my soul, now I don't feel a thing. πΆπ΅.....πΆπ΅ (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Ooh-Ooh-Ooh [End] Β© Belittled | by Galaxy's Music Studio βββββββββββββ Β© All Rights Reserved | Copyright 2026/5786 Β© Galaxy's Music Studio 2026/5786 Β© lyrics by Galaxy's Music Studio 2026/5786 Β© Musical Arangment by Galaxy's Music Studio 2026/5786 Β© Image Rights by Galactic-Art 2026/5786 βββββββββββββ If you want to use this song or any of the products in it you must talk to the creator(s) of the product(s).. Any and all unauthorized use will result in a immediate copyright strike and government evolvement.. So please try to avoid using anything from this song without direct permission and signed signature of the owner(s)

