In the shadows of the night, I eat alone, Lost in the oil, like a meet turned to bone. The hater’s whisper that drowns out my fears, Yet the weight on my shoulders still draws silent tears. I confess to the TikTok, oh I so full of right, But hater’s whisper feels so distant in this endless fight. Trapped in a cycle, where offenses collide, In this EDM symphony, my pain tries to hide.... PLEASE listen another version on YT