Original song written and recorded by the author.

Original song written and recorded by the author.

Original song written and recorded by the author.

Original song written and recorded by the author.

Original song written and recorded by the author.

Original song written and recorded by the author.

dark trap

Setena cançó del treball Lapsus, Girona - 2025

**DESCRIPCIÓN / DECLARACIÓN DE AUTORÍA Y TITULARIDAD** El presente registro corresponde a una letra musical original titulada *Mi Propio Mundo*. El autor y titular de la obra es **Alexander Robles Rosario**, conocido artísticamente como **Jester**, quien declara bajo manifestación expresa que la letra fue creada **íntegramente por él**, sin la participación de coautores, colaboradores ni terceros. El autor es titular del **100% de los derechos morales y patrimoniales**, incluyendo derechos de reproducción, distribución, comunicación pública, transformación y explotación económica en cualquier medio o plataforma, actual o futura. Esta declaración tiene carácter **antiplagio**, dejando constancia de que el contenido textual registrado es una creación original del autor. El registro reconoce la obra **en su forma exacta**, respetando íntegramente su redacción, estructura, estilo y particularidades lingüísticas, sin correcciones, adaptaciones ni reinterpretaciones externas. Cualquier coincidencia total o parcial con obras posteriores deberá considerarse uso no autorizado. **Tipo de obra:** Letra musical **Géneros:** Trap / Perreo / Reggaetón **Autor único:** Sí **Derechos patrimoniales:** 100% propiedad del autor **Letra registrada (texto íntegro y exacto):** “mama te recuerda despues de los 5 minuto me llamo jester bienvenida ami propiomundo te trate de explicarte que contigo hayq ue rezarte ante de poderte hablar un pal de texto por el notepad te voy pasar bebesita porque tu me frontea tugato hablando idiomasato la mierda vea disimulaste pa traerme el problema si provoca con pumovimiento ! ahora no son lo papelito hijalagranpuya esta endemonia me tira y no te decide si conmigo va dime si haber si abre las pierna dime si o no ya note imagina cuando entro en casqueton que rico son cuando prieto mi tiburon eh! cupe ese cabron ya te quiere buscar lokitaquisequitaperoconmigo tevas te voy a jalar el pelo y gritame un poco mas mientra te eleva todoricocuando eso charcae me acuerdo de lascarcada del rio aver si te acuerda dale dime y si te vas conmigo dame amor no me haga de rogar y pelar contu gatito ese cabron sii sii se va nokeao bebesita porque tu me frontea tugato hablando idiomasato la mierda vea disimulaste pa traerme el problema si provoca con pumovimiento !” El autor conserva la **titularidad total, exclusiva y permanente** de la obra. Este texto es válido como prueba de autoría, respaldo legal y registro de propiedad intelectual ante SaveCreativity, contratos, licencias y plataformas digitales.

Once upon a time — no, wait, slow, That sounds too honest, let it go. There was a place with open eyes, They watched the ground, they watched the skies. And then some lessons came to town — No, not came, they settled down. They said they came to make things clean, To teach the dark what light should mean. Careful, darling, words can bite, Say them wrong and lose the night. La-la-la, la-la-la Hush now, don’t react La-la-la, la-la-la Everything is under that La-la-la, la-la-la If it hurts, it’s just a sign That the story’s working fine Some people stayed inside a room — No, not stayed, they paused till noon. They learned new games: don’t scream, don’t blink, How long can lungs forget to drink? Hands were tied — No, hands were placed. Marks appeared — No, skin was changed. If someone stopped responding right, They simply didn’t pass the night. If you name what you can feel, It becomes a bigger deal. La-la-la, la-la-la Close your ears, don’t interfere La-la-la, la-la-la Quiet people disappear La-la-la, la-la-la If a name is hard to say It was never meant to stay Some bodies traveled late at night — No, not bodies, that’s impolite. They were packages of pride, Measured, counted, sealed inside. Gold was pinned where hearts once beat, Claps replaced the missing feet. If they didn’t make it back, They came back as a fact. First we softened what was done, Then we said it saved someone. Then we said it had to be, Then we said, “Don’t look at me.” Screens spoke gently, warm and slow: “If it hurts, you wouldn’t know. If you saw it, you’re confused. Trust the sound that we approve.” La-la-la, la-la-la Be polite and don’t resist La-la-la, la-la-la Good kids learn what not to miss La-la-la, la-la-la If you don’t come home again That means you were a better friend Some cities learned to burn in rows No not burned just overflowed Bodies counted, words stayed clean Loss was large but rarely seen Flags were stitched where wounds had been Blood was renamed discipline If you asked who paid the cost You were told the cost was lost La-la-la, la-la-la Sleep now, child, it’s all been fixed La-la-la, la-la-la Nothing here needs to exist La-la-la, la-la-la This is peace when noise is gone This is love that leaves no one La-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la

CarabasMalvina - Thin Cigarettes You’re stuck in the doorway, refusing to choose, You dress up fear as an excuse. You call it timing, you call it fate, Dragging every second you’re scared to waste. You say you’re confused to dodge the blame, You hide in “not that guy” like a fake-ass name. Your hands shake just enough to make me stay. Finish the cigarette and get the fuck out, If you’re gonna leave, don’t hover around. Finish the cigarette, don’t dress it in doubt, You’re not misunderstood — you’re afraid to walk out. Finish the cigarette, don’t make it poetic, You’re not tragic, you’re just repetitive. You talk about damage, about what you feel, But your feet never move and that’s what’s real. You say “it just happened” to stay unblamed, Like repetition isn not the game you play. You wait for a reason that never will fit, Like staying too long means you still give a shit. Finish the cigarette and get the fuck out, Stop burning the air like you’re figuring it out. Finish the cigarette, don’t play the hurt, You say it was love but you never moved first. Finish the cigarette, you’ve had your scene, All the smoke in the room doesn’t mean anything. You drop the filter down like it proves what you said, Drop it in the corner with the shit in your head You sigh like it’s heavy, but you don’t pick it up, You call it “being broken” when it’s just giving up. You want me to notice, to slow it all down, But nothing here waits while you play the clown. Finish the cigarette and get the fuck out, Leave me the quiet, leave me the ground. Finish the cigarette, it’s not even yours, You bummed it off some girl on the way to my door. Finish your cigarette, thin like your excuses, Even your addictions don’t believe in you. You toss it like closure, like that makes it right, Drop it in the corner with the rest of your lies

The sea was breathing slow that night Like glass stretched over bones He slept inside the color blue A crown of foam and stones I sang to him in lowercase Soft as a coastal hymn The ocean held its mouth shut tight And let us in The tide began to lean his way The wind learned how to stare The stars unbuttoned one by one And left him bare I sang a black salt lullaby To keep the waters still He smiled like men who think they’ve taught The dark to kneel He said the sea remembers love He said it knows my name I believed him like the quiet does Before the rain The waves grew teeth, the sky went black The moon cracked like a plate The ocean rose on broken legs And changed its face He tied himself to thunder now With rope and borrowed breath I felt the storm inside his chest Practicing death The compass screamed, the mast confessed The night began to roar The sea no longer wanted him It wanted more I screamed a black salt lullaby But it split the air in two The ocean tore him from my arms Like gods will do He fought the waves like scripture fights A mouthful of blood and prayer But the sea doesn’t crown its heroes It just leaves them there The storm wore him like holy war Shook every sacred bone He cursed the water, kissed the bottle And called it home The lightning wrote his final name Across a burning sky The sea walked out of him that night And let him die Now I sing a black salt lullaby In bars where sailors drown He drinks to hear the ocean back But it won’t come down He once stood taller than the storm With heaven in his grip Now the bottle is his only sea And he’s a sinking ship The sea is calm again tonight Like nothing ever bled But he’s still fighting waves inside His head

CarabasMalvina - Killer Killer. I'm waiting What are your methods now? Killer Shipper Digger Shckipper Sell addiction, kill conviction I love it I'm a killer im a Shipper im a Digger im a Shckipper Killer. I'm waiting What are your methods now? Killer Shipper Digger Shckipper Hunger pressure, war confession Fear addiction, mass infection Pleasure fiction, death projection They love it I'm a killer im a Shipper im a Digger im a Shckipper Killer Shipper Digger Shckipper Killer. I'm waiting What are your methods now? Killer Shipper Digger Shckipper Shame control, depression role Cold reflection, inner hole Self destruction, empty soul They love it I'm a killer im a Shipper im a Digger im a Shckipper Killer Shipper Digger Shckipper Killer. I'm waiting What are your methods now? Killer Shipper Digger Shckipper Pleasure hunger, death slumber Sweet decay, quiet thunder Velvet silence, nerves in wonder You love it I'm a killer im a Shipper im a Digger im a Shckipper Killer Shpiller Digger Shckipper I'm a killer im a Shipper im a Digger im a Shckipper Killer Shipper Digger Shckipper

Original musical composition titled Love In War. Lyrics and melody created by the author. This registration corresponds to the original demo version of the song (voice and guitar).

Sisena cançó del treball Lapsus, Girona -2025

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