Withdrawn (sinsixx x kehmesis)

Written and produced by sinsixx and Kehmesis Thanks, Vik, for the amazing experience! --- I met sinsixx a while ago after he commented on my melodic death metal album. He asked me what I thought of one of his albums. I listened to it, messaged him on Discord, gave him my honest opinion, and offered him some advice. Since then, we've stayed in touch and shared a bunch of tips, advice, and techniques related to Suno to improve our respective skills. Fast forward to today. every time he publishes a new song I think: "Fuck, I think he got better than me." And that pushes me to keep getting better. He quickly became my favorite creator on Suno (sorry everyone else) and a good friend. Our first collab was just a matter of time... I swear you will not regret checking out his profile: suno.com/@sinsixx --- I know this "song" is not your typical radio-ready song. And this is not the last time of our crazy ideas. But the next one should be a bit more standard. For Angie😏🤭 === [Studio apartment] Streetlight stripes the floor like a barcode I peel my jacket off like it's someone else's skin The fridge hums louder than my earworm I count the cracks instead of counting in One notification, I don't flip it The room is full of air I never asked to breathe I fold myself into the corner of my bed Small enough so the dark can keep me For fuck's sake, am I living? [Rave] All eyes are on me I'm the Rave Night Queen Empty head, dirty dance Short skirt, acting bad (boom boom boom) The sea of people is rough (doom doom doom) Want some of my stuff? Mass of lustful madness I know I'm a badass My cat is too I terribly miss her Just tired of blur Just wanna hear a purr Anime and blanket Or degrading and whipping? For fuck's sake, am I living? [Basement party] The bassline jumps and the floor jumps with it Somebody's cousin just learned my name Sweat and cheap beer on the ceiling tiles They're looking for a smile I didn't bring "Hey dude you good?", the worst two words I nod like the nod is a receipt The horn stab hits and everybody skanks I'm standing still in the same two feet For fuck's sake, am I living? [Lounge bar] Another week has passed. I'm relieving stress An Old Fashioned is painting my emotions in the colors of life But what is my life? Just a blind game of chess A road full of turns and at every single turn I'm forced to guess... Drunken people are walking around and spinning A mug of beer flies past Smoke curls above my glass... For fuck's sake, am I living? [Post show parking lot] House lights murder the last chord Everybody's face is suddenly a job I taste the same beer I didn't finish The merch guy asks if I'm alright and I nod I say "I'm good" like it's a password The parking lot is just another room Engine ticks, I sit in the dark Hands on the wheel like I'm holding a tomb For fuck's sake, am I living? [Mosh Pit] Lights off, hands up First notes, dense chugs Crazy ex, work troubles, moral dramas Dissolve in an overwhelming wall of sound The singer is a beast - growling at its best That reminds me of a village, rye field and church bells A place where I was born and raised on the gentle hill Even a thought about it can heal, almost makes me kneel... I wake up from a trance and find myself between Two walls of bodies rushing straight at me I simply froze, overcome by that stunning feeling With a silent question in my eyes rises to the ceiling For fuck's sake, am I living? [Local late night AI news] You’re listening to the overnight bulletin. Six people died last night in separate incidents, all within the same minute, just after 1:40 a.m. A woman was found this morning in a studio apartment, folded into the corner of her bed. The medical examiner is calling it positional asphyxia. Her phone was face-down on the floor. One unread notification. A woman was found dead in a club washroom after a rave. The preliminary cause is blood loss from severe lacerations. No suspect has been named. Police say the injuries appear to have been consensual. At a basement party in the suburbs, a woman was killed by a falling ceiling tile. She was the only person standing still. The tile had been soaked through with beer. A man in a downtown bar choked on a single ice cube from an Old Fashioned. Staff say he had been staring at the glass for some time. And in a venue parking lot, a man was killed when his car rolled into a loading dock and the airbag deployed. The vehicle was in neutral. The engine was off. A half-finished beer was still in the cupholder. A man died at a metal show when two sides of a wall of death closed on him. Witnesses said he had stopped moving several seconds before impact. Police say there is no connection between the six deaths. Next, the weather.