The Grey Streets

post-punk slow drum machine doomer wave lo-fi 60 bpm

April 14th, 2024suno

Lyrics

[Verse] In the grey streets of my hometown, I walk alone In this poor post-soviet country, a place we call our own The weight of everyday routine, it's hard to bear The sun sets early, darkness fills the air [Verse 2] The factories stand abandoned, a symbol of decay Hopelessness surrounds us, as dreams fade away We count our pennies, struggle to survive In this world so stagnant, where hope cannot thrive [Chorus] Oh, the inevitable death, it's drawing near But in the emptiness, we find solace, my dear In the rhythm of the drum machine, we find a release In this sad and depressive melody, our souls find peace [Verse] In a small town, shrouded in gray Post-Soviet echoes whisper through the decay As the sun sets, casting shadows long and cold We're trapped in an everyday routine that feels so old [Verse 2] Empty streets lined with crumbling buildings Hope fades away, and desperation is filling The clock ticks slowly, each passing day the same We dance to the rhythm of sorrow, trapped in this game [Chorus] Shadows of desolation, they surround Inevitable death, whispers without a sound As we navigate the everyday grind with despair A bleak existence, just trying to breathe in this air

The Grey Streets

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