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Currently Playing: CG5 - HELL LIKE THIS (Poppy Playtime Chapter 4 Song)

STREAM NOW! Links below! Apple Music ▶ https://apple.co/3DG0QPr Spotify ▶ https://spoti.fi/4itmXHS Song by @CG5 Video by Andrew Duemig ▶ https://x.com/andrewduemig Based on the game Poppy Playtime! Download here: https://store.steampowered.com/app/1721470/Poppy_Playtime/ Follow CG5's social media: Twitter ▶ http://twitter.com/cg5beats Twitch ▶ https://www.twitch.tv/cg5music Spotify ▶ https://sptfy.com/cg5_ Instagram ▶ http://www.instagram.com/cg5beats/ Follow @cg5live105 and @cg5instrumentals LYRICS: Woven in the details, Of a strange magic, Of a cold tragic place, A world that never prevailed, And the death of a dream, Gone without a trace. So follow the smoke, and you may find, This kingdom’s more than meets the eye. A prison of children lacking a warm embrace, Taken apart to breathe new life. Stop the train, And walk away. No one should know of a hell like this. The demons claim, More than enough prey. No one should go to a hell like, This is where we’ll be eternally. Love and joy could never be perceived, In a hell like this. Made to be a monster, By the doctor’s work, We were never in control. Lost within a wonder, A fascination with “borrowing” souls. Enter the haven, hide away, His world could be burned down today. It’s what we want, to make him pay! So if we stop this train, And walk away. No one should know of a hell like this. The demons claim, More than enough prey. No one should go to a hell like, This is where we’ll be eternally. Love and joy could never be perceived, In a hell like this. Ohhh! (We won’t last much longer, We have faltered long enough, For one bad dream.) (Yarn and clay and toys and blood. Secret til they’ve had enough, Sign your rights away to us, If you want to die, go ahead, make a fuss!) (So follow the smoke, and you may find, This kingdom’s more than meets the eye. A prison of children lacking a warm embrace, Taken apart to breathe new life.) Stop the train, And walk away. No one should know of a hell like this. The demons claim, More than enough prey. No one should go to a hell like, This is where we’ll be eternally. Love and joy could never be perceived, In a hell like this. So if we stop this train, And walk away. No one should know of a hell like this. The demons claim, More than enough prey. No one should go to a hell like, This is where we’ll be eternally. Love and joy should never be perceived, In a hell like this. Ohhh!