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He's Gone

M^SK
This song echoes the raw, post-punk edge of Fontaines D, C, 's "Bug, " blending gritty Dublin-inspired poetry with a brooding, repetitive structure that builds like a haze of urban disillusionment, Verses fracture into vivid, human snapshots of emotional wreckage—twisted bones, scorched guts, and echoes in smog—delivered in a spoken-word drawl that snarls with defiance and vulnerability, The chorus swells into confessional oaths, raw and unpolished, while interludes hammer home absence like a fading pulse, Overall, it's a sonic alleyway crawl: sparse guitars grinding against bass throbs, drums kicking like heartbeats in the dirt, all wrapped in themes of erasure, regret, and resilient filth that refuses to cling, evoking a world where love dissolves into the black void of forgotten nights

Shifted my soul to forget you yeah Burning in hell cause I met you yeah Didn't I say I was never there? I was invisible before you, yeah 31 years crashed into a close Your light shoved me in the darkest of holes Now I'm seeing much clearer than anyone here And as long as nobody is meeting me there I'll fade away in my high chair But he's gone But he's gone But he's gone But he's gone But but but darling I meant it I called and I called But all that came back was the dirt and the mould Lowered and chained to my escape yeah But I swear down here I'm higher than anyone there Every word you say is solemn yeah You apologise for the remaining of your life Now everything seems much clearer in here I'm not stuck by the shackles you gave me, dear Will you confess it all for the rest of your days Do you own up to the mess you made yeah I swear it, I'll swear too, Yeah Well I changed my shape to forget you, yeah (He's gone) It's better than screaming apologies, yeah (He's gone) Lost in a face only a mother could love (He's gone) You're the ugliest one that ever there was (But he's gone)