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“Door of Unending Emotion” is a deeply introspective spoken-word rap piece that explores the fragile space between peace and turmoil, hope and exhaustion, presence and disappearance. This song moves like a breath on cold glass—appearing briefly, fading just as fast. Through vivid imagery of misty mornings, stretching tunnels of light, and the quiet weight of existence, it captures what it feels like to live inside a looping mind: always arriving late to peace, always standing on the cusp of something eternal but never fully stepping in. The verses unravel themes of impermanence, anxiety, perfectionism, and emotional fatigue, while the rap chorus grounds the listener in rhythm and resolve—acknowledging the chaos without surrendering to it. Silence becomes both refuge and threat. Time bends. Happiness flickers. Identity dissolves into shows of language, breath, and metaphor. Musically, the track blends cinematic atmosphere with emotional hip-hop, pairing spoken-word delivery with a reflective rap cadence. It’s meant to be felt as much as heard—like watching a sunrise through fog, knowing it will pass, but letting it matter anyway. This song is for anyone who has felt caught between moments, who lives inside their thoughts, who wakes up each day to repeat the cycle—but still chooses to rise. 🎧 Written words, AI-assisted production 🖤 Themes: mental health, impermanence, introspection, emotional survival 🌅 Mood: haunting, reflective, quietly defiant Listen with headphones. Sit with it. Let the mist move through you. (Intro) The coming and going… Revolving like a door I implore that I can’t make much sense of time… (Verse 1) Rhyming in schemes of words that structure themselves like skyscrapers, Building blocks of bricks that lead to houses with no way out. A maze of words that spill out onto the pages like blood turned to ink. I shrink at the thought that words are all I am. That emotion is something lacking inside my soul. All I want is peace, but I reek with fear. I can’t hear the thoughts that tell me everything is fine— Constantly having to realign the pavement of my road. The construction is everlasting, The traffic jam of thoughts overwhelmed. I can't tell how much my heart screams out for respite, for rest. I attest that even when I slow down… I can't help but speed up. “Smell the flowers?” you say. I say nay… I don’t have time for that. What is enjoyment if one doesn’t have time for it? Moments passing, not everlasting… (Pre Chorus) I just wanna sit unmoving, breathing in silence, Letting it grow until I no longer know where it goes. Until the silence envelopes me in a cocoon of madness— Madness that seeks to destroy everything that I am. (Rap Chorus) Is silence not all that one wants? It haunts me like a stalking lion… circling me like vultures. Standing at the altar, married to fears— Hear, hear… the judges in my mind. (Verse 2) I’m tryna break free from the noise in my head, Feels like I’m running from the thoughts that I bred. Silence on my back like a shadow that’s fed, Every fear that I got tryna keep me in bed. But I rise—yeah I rise—won’t be chained to the past, Life moves slow when your heartbeat’s fast. Door of emotion, it keeps swinging at last, I’m stepping through the madness, I ain't breaking, I last. (Verse 3) The gavel slams and my fate is sealed To be controlled by the things I hate the most. A toast to the hatred inside my soul, A glass raised to the trauma I hear— Its whispers everyday taunting me. Perfectionism: a shadow that lingers like day-old milk. It sours every moment, every feeling, Every thought that begs to leap from my body. (Verse 4) I can't do anything unless it’s perfect. Hurling the words like a baseball pitcher In the diamond ring of thoughts— The crowd roaring like a motor buzzing against my brain. (Spoken Bridge) I can’t abstain or withstand the mud and quicksand— It captures me and holds me hostage Where freedom to just be in the moment is stolen. The dawn never arises, and night is forever… Always on the cusp of twilight but never reaching its mark. Hark, hark… it says to me: Wait and see what lies in store. The door of unending emotion… Never closed. Never silent. (Chorus) I’m tryna break free from the noise in my head, Feels like I’m running from the thoughts that I bred. Silence on my back like a shadow that’s fed, Every fear that I got tryna keep me in bed. But I rise—yeah I rise—won’t be chained to the past, Life moves slow when your heartbeat’s fast. Door of emotion, it keeps swinging at last, I’m stepping through the madness, I ain't breaking, I last. Tryna breathe in the quiet, but the quiet ain’t kind— Still I walk through the fire just to free my mind. Every echo in my chest is a sign of the grind— I’m alive in the chaos… and the chaos is mine. (Outro) The coming and going… Revolving like a door. A maze… a madness… A melody of pain— Yet somehow… still a song.