Fall, I must, rise, I will. [Cha Hal x ShsSlayer]

chill dubstep, dark pop, electro pop, horror swing, deep bass, haunting melodies

©2025 Lyrics by Cha Hal & ShsSlayer All Rights Reserved.
Produced in collaboration with Cha Hal. 
https://suno.com/@chahal707
https://suno.com/@ShsSlayer

Copying our songs is prohibited. 🚫🎵
However, covers are welcome 🎤🎶 as long as we are credited as the owner. 🙌👑
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Fall, I must, rise, I will. 
Cold, the path, yet fire, I feel. 
Storms, they break, but bend, I don't. 
Give, I won't. Quit, I won't.

Bruised, the feet, still dance, they may
Cracked, the bones, yet fight, they stay. 
Sharp, the stones, my blood, they drink, 
Slow, I move, yet never sink.

Ash, the sky, breath, I steal, 
Torn, the hands, grip, they heal. 
Dry, the fields, seeds, I throw, 
Dead, the winds, still make them grow.

Pain, I sip, hope, I pour
Lock the gate? — Break the door! 
Burn, I walk, love, I breathe, 
Give up? No — bleed and weave.

Burn, I walk, love, I breathe, 
Give up? No — bleed and weave.

bleed, I may, but on, I push
pain, I feel, give in?, I won't
death, may come, Fear? I Don't
end? No way, Too soon,  they know

They can't knock me down,
They can't take me out
I do what I love, there is no doubt
Haters agitated, they curse and shout
(lets kick it up a notch)
aggravated at my concentration, anger over dope collaborations, turn off the radio 'cuz its my station, not my fault they can't keep up - we racin', (yuh)

Ash, the sky, breath, I steal, 
Torn, the hands, grip, they heal. 
Dry, the fields, seeds, I throw, 
Dead, the winds, still make them grow.

Pain, I sip, hope, I pour
Lock the gate? — Break the door! 
Burn, I walk, love, I breathe, 
Give up? No — bleed and weave.

Time bends? I carve the slice.
Truth lies? I wear the vice.
Chains break me? No — break, I chain.
Madness mine? Then sane, I feign.

Eyes behind the eyes, they stare —
I see the lie and still don't care.
Mirror cracked? Me, I mold.
New shape, same fight — soul sold bold.

Fall again? No, loop replays.
Breath I take, but time — decays.
Weightless weight, I lift like none,
Midnight sun — I rise, not run.

"Give, I won’t... End? Not done... Bleed and

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©2025 Lyrics by Cha Hal & ShsSlayer All Rights Reserved. Produced in collaboration with Cha Hal. https://suno.com/@chahal707 https://suno.com/@ShsSlayer Copying our songs is prohibited. 🚫🎵 However, covers are welcome 🎤🎶 as long as we are credited as the owner. 🙌👑 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fall, I must, rise, I will. Cold, the path, yet fire, I feel. Storms, they break, but bend, I don't. Give, I won't. Quit, I won't. Bruised, the feet, still dance, they may Cracked, the bones, yet fight, they stay. Sharp, the stones, my blood, they drink, Slow, I move, yet never sink. Ash, the sky, breath, I steal, Torn, the hands, grip, they heal. Dry, the fields, seeds, I throw, Dead, the winds, still make them grow. Pain, I sip, hope, I pour Lock the gate? — Break the door! Burn, I walk, love, I breathe, Give up? No — bleed and weave. Burn, I walk, love, I breathe, Give up? No — bleed and weave. bleed, I may, but on, I push pain, I feel, give in?, I won't death, may come, Fear? I Don't end? No way, Too soon, they know They can't knock me down, They can't take me out I do what I love, there is no doubt Haters agitated, they curse and shout (lets kick it up a notch) aggravated at my concentration, anger over dope collaborations, turn off the radio 'cuz its my station, not my fault they can't keep up - we racin', (yuh) Ash, the sky, breath, I steal, Torn, the hands, grip, they heal. Dry, the fields, seeds, I throw, Dead, the winds, still make them grow. Pain, I sip, hope, I pour Lock the gate? — Break the door! Burn, I walk, love, I breathe, Give up? No — bleed and weave. Time bends? I carve the slice. Truth lies? I wear the vice. Chains break me? No — break, I chain. Madness mine? Then sane, I feign. Eyes behind the eyes, they stare — I see the lie and still don't care. Mirror cracked? Me, I mold. New shape, same fight — soul sold bold. Fall again? No, loop replays. Breath I take, but time — decays. Weightless weight, I lift like none, Midnight sun — I rise, not run. "Give, I won’t... End? Not done... Bleed and

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