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Трек «Collapse» вышел в 20 мая 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Sferoom»)Destiny Not Broken By Collapse - Single
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Дата релиза20 мая 2026 г.
ЛейблSferoom
ЯзыкРусский
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM85

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
SELDEM
SELDEM
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Seliuminov Vladimir
Seliuminov Vladimir
Композитор, Тексты песен
Demanov Alexander
Demanov Alexander
Композитор, Тексты песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Seliuminov Vladimir
Seliuminov Vladimir
Инженер звукозаписи, Миксинг-инженер, Мастеринг-инженер, Продюсер
Demanov Alexander
Demanov Alexander
Инженер звукозаписи, Миксинг-инженер, Мастеринг-инженер, Продюсер

Слова

You think this is living? This is just waiting for the next hit
Woke up on the wrong side of a concrete ceiling
Another round of existence, no manual, no meaning
The clock don't care, the rent don't sleep
The mirror lies and the promises creep
I was raised on the sound of a slamming door
And the art of pretending you want nothing more
Than the scraps they throw when the feast is done
Yeah, survival's a joke and I'm the only one laughing, son
Life's a machine and I'm stuck in the teeth
Every victory tastes like a funeral wreath
You build and you break and you beg for relief
But the world doesn't care — it just grinds you beneath
So fuck your soft landing, I'll take the collapse
I've been bleeding in the gears just to fill in the gaps
If the light at the end is a train, let it hit
I'm too tired to run, but I'm too numb to quit
They want a quiet war, no blood on the news
A generation sedated with subscription blues
I learned to count bruises before counting cash
And built a cathedral from the broken glass
Pressure a blessing, depression a lesson, aggression a weapon, progression aggressive
I sever the pleasant, I measure the present in seconds of recklessness, never confessing
They ask how I'm living, I laugh and I'm guessing — the stress is a necklace, the debt is aggressive
The flesh is a prison, the message is reckless, but check this — I'm still in possession of self, yeah
I was forged in a winter that never saw spring
Every god that they sold me was a broken machine
Life's a machine and I'm stuck in the teeth
Every victory tastes like a funeral wreath
You build and you break and you beg for relief
But the world doesn't care — it just grinds you beneath
So fuck your soft landing, I'll take the collapse
I've been bleeding in the gears just to fill in the gaps
If the light at the end is a train, let it hit
I'm too tired to run, but I'm too numb to quit
I searched for a reason in a year with no seasons
Traded my anger for something that breathes
But the silence kept asking
"What do you believe when believing costs everything?"
LIFE'S A MACHINE AND I'M JAMMING THE TEETH!
Every scar on my skin is a receipt for belief!
You build and you break and you beg for relief
BUT THE WORLD DOESN'T CARE!
So FUCK YOUR SOFT LANDING, I'll burn the collapse!
I've been bleeding in the gears — watch me rewire the traps!
If the light at the end is a train
THEN I'M DRIVING THE HIT!
Not tired of running
I'M JUST DONE WITH YOUR SHIT!
You are not broken. You are just... calibrated for a worse world than this one
Written by: Demanov Alexander, Seliuminov Vladimir
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