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TWØ RØADS, ØNE MIDNIGHT

V6

[Female Whisper – Dark Piano, Clock Ticking] Goth Boy Vampire... [Intro – Low Male Spoken, Rain] Devil Death... I heard every word, brother. You said you're more afraid of what walks in daylight? Heh... I know exactly what you mean. Different stories. Different scars. But respect? That's something we understand. CLOCKED OUT INK ENTERTAINMENT! [Massive 808 Drop] [Verse 1 – Aggressive Gothic Trap Rap] Three in the morning, another restless mind, You got your demons, brother, I've been fighting mine. Forty-one years, you got a story to tell, I've got my own scars and some memories as well. You spoke about the people who smile and deceive, I've seen enough to know appearances mislead. Not everybody smiling really wants you to win, Sometimes the deepest wounds come from letting people in. But I ain't pretending that our stories are the same, Or acting like I'm the only one acquainted with pain. Different lives, different lessons, different battles survived, Something in your words made this vampire feel alive! You said you're searching for peace beneath the stars, I ain't got the answers or a cure for those scars. But I can offer something that's becoming hard to find, Honest conversation with an open mind! [Pre-Chorus – Rising Strings] You ain't gotta wear a crown, You ain't gotta prove your worth. Sometimes being heard means more Than anything on earth! [Chorus – Explosive Melodic Rap Rock] TWØ RØADS, ØNE MIDNIGHT! Different shadows, different fights! You got thunder in your story, I got fangs beneath the lights! TWØ RØADS, ØNE MIDNIGHT! We ain't claiming we're the same! But the respect is fucking real, AND THAT'S WORTH MORE THAN FAME! [Verse 2 – Rapid-Fire Rap, Heavy 808s] You mentioned this vampire and the weight that I carry, How the words in my crypt get dark and heavy. You looked past the fangs, past the image and black, Heard the human being putting feelings on tracks! And THAT deserves respect in return, Understanding ain't something everybody learns. People see the character, assume they know the man, Never look deeper, never try to understand! I'm not perfect, never made that claim, Got a temper I've been learning how to keep in chains. Regrets in the rearview, lessons in my head, Still becoming someone better with the life that I've led! You didn't need to mention me, didn't owe me a thing, But you gave this Goth Boy a reason to grin! Abbadon's at the castle underneath the purple light, Little King knows the underground showed love tonight! [Beat Switch – Distorted Guitars, Double-Time Drums] [Verse 3 – Aggressive Fast Rap] Devil's Underground! Clocked Out Ink! Two different visions, more connected than you'd think! Not about numbers, not about plays, It's about the people who remember what you say! Your black Impala rolling into the storm, My black hearse with the purple lights on! Two engines growling underneath midnight skies, No need to race when we're enjoying the ride! No borrowed throne, no imaginary war, No competition over who has suffered more! Ain't measuring trauma, ain't comparing scars, JUST MAKING MUSIC UNDERNEATH THE SAME STARS! [Breakdown – Heartbeat, Clock Ticking] [Low Male Spoken – Sincere] Devil Death... You said two strangers can recognize the same pain in different songs. That's real, brother. But respect ain't automatic. Trust takes time. And brotherhood ain't just something you say. It's something you build. And from what I've seen so far? You've given me a damn good reason to keep that door open. [Massive Guitar and 808 Drop] [Final Chorus – Explosive] TWØ RØADS, ØNE MIDNIGHT! Different shadows, different fights! You got thunder in your story, I got fangs beneath the lights! TWØ RØADS, ØNE MIDNIGHT! Let the music testify! We don't need to share the same scars TO RESPECT EACH OTHER'S LIVES! WE AIN'T FUCKING DONE TONIGHT! [Outro – Soft Piano, Rain] [Low Male Spoken] You said... Guess we'll see where this road goes. Well, Devil Death... That's exactly what I intend to do. No forced promises. No fake brotherhood. Just real music... And respect where it's earned. Much love, brother. From the Goth Boy Vampire... Clocked Out Ink Entertainment... WE'RE FOREVER CLOCKED IN! [Female Whisper] Goth Boy Vampire... [Clock Strikes 3:33 – Fade]