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Pulse
812
Metal
Utwór Pulse został wydany 7 października 2025 przez Kila Kosa jako część albumu Pulse - Single
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Data wydania7 października 2025
WytwórniaKila Kosa
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM119

Tekst Utworu

Stooping low
This time
I barely had to
Break a sweat
To destroy
Everything you built
Hope it hurts
Just to know you lost it all
A better man
Wouldn't swing this low
I fucking hate you cos you're fake
And I can't trust a word you say no more
Filling up your pockets
Take take take
Till you can't take no more
Act like its a problem when I speak up
Like its something wrong
Probably something going on
Behind the scenes but I dont know
Look at me
Let me see your eyes
When you bend the truth
Finger on the pulse
I got people
Yeah I'm onto you
Ring it up
I got the receipts
I got all the proof
Animal
Tearing through my leash
Nothing left to lose
Stooping low
This time
I barely had to
Break a sweat
To destroy everything you built
Hope it hurts
Just to know you lost it all
A better man
Wouldn't swing this low
But I feel better now
It all was worth it
Just to see the look
On your face
When your whole world fucking
Fell apart
I'm glad its over
Cos the hardest part
For you is still to come
You think think think
That you're the shit
Like you're above it all
Can't help but doubt that opinion
Cos what goes up has got to fall
It's no divine premonition
The writing's on the wall
Got me some live ammunition
And imma use it all
Lets cut cut cut cut cut
The bullshit
Imma say how I feel
Cos I don't like the way you're looking at me
Moving so weird
Yeah I should leave it alone
But I can't swallow that pill
Should really leave it alone yeah
I should leave it alone
Fuck it
Stooping low
This time
I barely had to
Break a sweat
To destroy everything you built
Hope it hurts
Just to know you lost it all
A better man
Wouldn't swing this low
But I feel better now
It all was worth it
Just to see the look
On your face
When your whole world fucking
Fell apart
I'm glad its over
Cos the hardest part
For you is still to come
Get it through your head
I just want you dead
Get it through your fucking head
I just want you dead
I just want you dead
Stooping low
This time
I barely had to
Break a sweat
To destroy
everything you built
Hope it hurts
Just to know you lost it all
A better man
Wouldn't swing this low
Written by: Antoni Franco
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