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Ufisadi Ni Saratani 2 by Patelo

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Ufisadi Ni Saratani 2

synthwave

0:002:59
Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Midnight oil burns, shadows stretch across cracked walls,
Paper stacks like towers, windows fogged by silent calls.
Hungry mouths down the lane, stomachs tight, lips sewn,
While hands reach deep into pockets, lined with skin turned stone.
[Pre-Chorus]
Numbers climb, under flickering bulbs that hum,
Counting fortunes, while the city’s grave drums.
Quiet streets whisper stories you don’t want to hear,
Underneath the surface, the sickness is clear.
[Chorus]
Ufisadi ni saratani, creeping slow inside,
Eating nation bone by bone, while the hungry hide.
Late night notes slide across the table’s cold gleam,
Others cry in empty rooms but they’re lost in a dream.
[Verse 2]
Children stare past empty plates, shadows in their gaze,
Empty markets, cracked sidewalks, faded from better days.
In mansions, laughter spills like spilled whiskey on the floor,
Counting every dollar won’t bring back what’s been stolen sure.
[Pre-Chorus]
Silent screams beneath the hum of neon that won’t glow,
Broken promises in pockets that will never know.
The clock keeps ticking as the rot digs deeper inside,
Where lost dreams and dark secrets painfully collide.
[Chorus]
Ufisadi ni saratani, creeping slow inside,
Eating nation bone by bone, while the hungry hide.
Late night notes slide across the table’s cold gleam,
Others cry in empty rooms but they’re lost in a dream.
[Bridge]
This poison stains the nights, it twists the morning air,
Heavy lies the silence caught in endless despair.
But the cracks are paths where hope might slip through,
Whispers of revolt in the cold, something new.
[Chorus]
Ufisadi ni saratani, creeping slow inside,
Eating nation bone by bone, while the hungry hide.
Late night notes slide across the table’s cold gleam,
Others cry in empty rooms but they’re lost in a dream.
[Outro]
The coffee’s cold and I can’t find my keys,
Still the city waits for the dawn to breathe.
Ufisadi ni saratani, slow but sure,
The night unfolds, and the truth endures.
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