the melody can be heard again.
i know the notes by heart.
i try to rip them from memory —
but i can’t.
the rhythm’s different,
but the tune’s the same.
like a possessed demon
it chases me underground,
and yet i sing.
sing along to it
the entire time.
Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 4:31 AM UTC
the melody can be heard again.
i know the notes by heart.
i try to rip them from memory —
but i can’t.
the rhythm’s different,
but the tune’s the same.
like a possessed demon
it chases me underground,
and yet i sing.
sing along to it
the entire time.
this one is about making the same mistakes over and over again. translated from hungarian.
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