jeondesu ; I gotchu! I actually already wrote this before reading your comment, but it fits, so here ya go! *Listen with the music! A short little story, don’t repost! Based off the music video.* My movements were languid and lackadaisical as I prepared to leave the comfort of my home. Making sure my arms were covered, I donned my ivory mask, the action embedded into habit. I stepped outside into the brisk dull morning, the sky clouded and the streets devoid of energy. White specks dotted my vision through the slits in the mask, the masks of others bustling and quiet. The usual scene. I began to shuffle along with the crowd, blending in with the rest. A mass of hidden identities and blank faces. One couldn’t help but wonder, who were these people under the mask? How would they act if nobody saw them? I brushed past person from person, shoulder touching shoulder. I ignored the constant urge to rip off my mask, the inside irritating my skin. But I couldn’t. Not here. I can’t go back home now; I need a quick solution. Hurrying in the mass until I reached the city park, I slipped away and walked the path. It was quiet, but peaceful and serene, rather than the tense atmosphere of city life. The flowers bloomed in splotches of color, a shocking contrast to the bleak city structure. I walked entranced, placing myself upon a bench with a duck pond in front of it. Glancing in all directions, I deemed it safe to remove my mask, if only for a moment. Unclasping the mask, I pulled it off my face and breathed a sigh of relief. I felt free to do as I pleased, the stuffiness of the mask suffocating. I looked forward, staring at my reflection, staring at who I really was underneath the mask. I smiled and the man in the pond smiled back. My heart swelled, knowing that even if I was alone in this world, I could still manage because I had myself. I pulled out my pocket knife, and braced myself for the stinging pain to come. It relieved me to do this, to just feel like I could forget my problems with physical pain. There was some form of ecstasy almost from committing self harm. I slit my wrist again, sucking in a breath. “Woah, what the hell!” I froze momentarily when I whipped my head in the direction of the voice, seeing another face smirking smugly at me, holding a camera up and about to snap a picture of me bare. I can’t risk that! I felt anger and aggression take over my senses, the me I purposely hid from the rest of the world. This impudent swine was open and exposed, his ugly personality shown for the world to see. This was the person he was in private, when nobody else watched, when he tore off his mask. He reminded me of someone, and I was disgusted. I sprinted towards him, my eyes narrowing and my common sense dulling. I slip my pocket knife into my hand, the hold familiar to me. I feel a pang of slight foreboding hit me like a wave, but I ignored it. The boy doesn’t realize I’m coming closer, until he looks up from snickering at his camera and his eyes widen. He coughs blood, gasping as the silver sheen of a pocket blade pierces his abdomen over and over again. The boy falls to the ground, the dark liquid pooling around him. His eyes are lifeless, and blank. The realization hazily dawns that he never took off his mask, because he never had one. I gasp in surprise, and suddenly a pain fills my head. I scream a bloodcurdling scream and hold my head with my shaking hands, dropping the knife to the floor I look up to bloody, murderous, trembling hands and the horrid scene of my horrid father, the blood soaking through his foul stained shirt, his midriff covered in flesh wounds. My sister, looking at me frightfully, cowering and flinching backwards, as if I were a monster. I pick up the knife, I pull on my mask, and I make a mad dash for my dingy abode. I don’t even notice the hoard look at me with fear, with curiosity, hell, even disappointment. The black tear escapes the confines of my mask, knowing I had never changed, I was alone, and I could never hide from myself. *Singularity*
*Listen with the music! A short little story, don’t repost! Based off the music video.* My movements were languid and lackadaisical as I prepared to leave the comfort of my home. Making sure my arms were covered, I donned my ivory mask, the action embedded into habit. I stepped outside into the brisk dull morning, the sky clouded and the streets devoid of energy. White specks dotted my vision through the slits in the mask, the masks of others bustling and quiet. The usual scene. I began to shuffle along with the crowd, blending in with the rest. A mass of hidden identities and blank faces. One couldn’t help but wonder, who were these people under the mask? How would they act if nobody saw them? I brushed past person from person, shoulder touching shoulder. I ignored the constant urge to rip off my mask, the inside irritating my skin. But I couldn’t. Not here. I can’t go back home now; I need a quick solution. Hurrying in the mass until I reached the city park, I slipped away and walked the path. It was quiet, but peaceful and serene, rather than the tense atmosphere of city life. The flowers bloomed in splotches of color, a shocking contrast to the bleak city structure. I walked entranced, placing myself upon a bench with a duck pond in front of it. Glancing in all directions, I deemed it safe to remove my mask, if only for a moment. Unclasping the mask, I pulled it off my face and breathed a sigh of relief. I felt free to do as I pleased, the stuffiness of the mask suffocating. I looked forward, staring at my reflection, staring at who I really was underneath the mask. I smiled and the man in the pond smiled back. My heart swelled, knowing that even if I was alone in this world, I could still manage because I had myself. I pulled out my pocket knife, and braced myself for the stinging pain to come. It relieved me to do this, to just feel like I could forget my problems with physical pain. There was some form of ecstasy almost from committing self harm. I slit my wrist again, sucking in a breath. “Woah, what the hell!” I froze momentarily when I whipped my head in the direction of the voice, seeing another face smirking smugly at me, holding a camera up and about to snap a picture of me bare. I can’t risk that! I felt anger and aggression take over my senses, the me I purposely hid from the rest of the world. This impudent swine was open and exposed, his ugly personality shown for the world to see. This was the person he was in private, when nobody else watched, when he tore off his mask. He reminded me of someone, and I was disgusted. I sprinted towards him, my eyes narrowing and my common sense dulling. I slip my pocket knife into my hand, the hold familiar to me. I feel a pang of slight foreboding hit me like a wave, but I ignored it. The boy doesn’t realize I’m coming closer, until he looks up from snickering at his camera and his eyes widen. He coughs blood, gasping as the silver sheen of a pocket blade pierces his abdomen over and over again. The boy falls to the ground, the dark liquid pooling around him. His eyes are lifeless, and blank. The realization hazily dawns that he never took off his mask, because he never had one. I gasp in surprise, and suddenly a pain fills my head. I scream a bloodcurdling scream and hold my head with my shaking hands, dropping the knife to the floor I look up to bloody, murderous, trembling hands and the horrid scene of my horrid father, the blood soaking through his foul stained shirt, his midriff covered in flesh wounds. My sister, looking at me frightfully, cowering and flinching backwards, as if I were a monster. I pick up the knife, I pull on my mask, and I make a mad dash for my dingy abode. I don’t even notice the hoard look at me with fear, with curiosity, hell, even disappointment. The black tear escapes the confines of my mask, knowing I had never changed, I was alone, and I could never hide from myself. *Singularity*
i see dem bangtan boysz Aww, thanks! I appreciate the complements, even if I believe I’m still amateur; it means I’m improving! I’m glad you enjoyed reading! 💕
Writer's Block you're welcome :) it's really, really good tho. Believe me, I'm an amateur as well, and I it will take me lots of time to be good as you hahahah. Btw, if you have wattpad I'd totally read and support your works. Pls tell me if you do have an account ahahah. I really hope you improve more in the future. Fighting!~ 💕
i see dem bangtan boysz I’m sure you’re a phenomenal writer; everyone has their own styles! I’m still learning, and besides, I will have to reach a superior level of writing to ever make a career out of it (which is what I hope to do). I do have a Wattpad account, but I haven’t been on it lately because it keeps bugging out (and I’m too lazy to fix it, but that’s not important :P). I do, however, have a Quotev account, on which I plan to soon start making original stories, fan fiction and whatnot. But as of now, I have finals to study for, so there’s pretty much nothing there. 😅
Listening to the music box version sounds even more calming but really sad at the same time. The pain is ongoing, living through this forgotten melody...waiting to be heard again
In case you guys wanted to sing along, I certainly do~ 무언가 깨지는 소리 난 문득 잠에서 깨 낮설음 가득한 소리 귀를 막아 보지만 잠엘 들지 못해 목이 자꾸 아파와 감싸 보려하지만 나에겐 목소리가 없어 오늘도 그 소릴 들어 또 울리고있어 그 소리가 이얼어 붙은 호수에 또 금이 가 그 호수에 내가 날 버렸 잖아 내 목소릴 널 위해 묻었 잖아 날 버린 겨울 호수 위로 두꺼운 얼음이 얼었 네 잠시 들어간 꿈 속에도 나를 괴롭히는 환상 통은 여전해 나는 날 잃은 걸까 아님 널 잃은 걸까 나 문득 호수로 달려가 오그 속에 내 얼굴 있어 부탁해 아무 말도하지 마 입을 막으려 손을 뻗어 보지만 결국 엔 언젠가 봄이와 얼음들은 녹아 내려 흘러 가 Tell me 내 목소리가 가짜라면 날 버리지 말았어야했는지 Tell me 고통조차 가짜라면 그 때 내가 무얼해야했는지
Jimin Ssi Romanizations suck for korean. But it's actually really easy to learn how to read and write korean! I can recommend some learning resources if you want~ Even if you can read the korean at least most of us can read "Tell me" lol.
Imagine being trapped in a room,with no way how to escape,but you see a image of Taehyung showing you the way out but as soon as you come closer,he disappears into thin air. 'Was your mind playing tricks on you? Were you just crazy? Or,did Taehyung really leave you for someone else?' You thought to yourself, "How will I escape the fantasy of Taehyung and I when I *can't* find a way out..?", many old memories of Taehyung and you came back. " [Name],I will see you in the afterlife goodbye. " ,Taehyung said to you waving goodbye. You woke up shortly after the message than questioned yourself , " Was this a dream..? Did Taehyung *really* leave you? " --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 💭⚡️🥀 *edit ~ more will come!* *edit 2: im going to put this on wattpad but i need name suggestions! my user is powdered_suga, im currently working on a different story but i might put it on hold for this one.* *edit 3 : i might be calling it ' Stuck In A Fantasy ' but if you have any name suggestions,tell me! i made the cover already so,i dont know what to do now..imma go write it* *edit 4 : the prologue is up on wattpad : powdered_suga ! also chapter one is going to be published soon, i added a name for the girl bc i did not want people saying they do not like their names. but do you guys want a bad or good ending tho ? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Omygosh, THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I always wanted to say thank you to you coz you make the best music box and these music boxes really helps me with my studies or even when I want to calm my self down. So thank you so much and keep up the good work!!
Smyang Piano wow! oh my gosh I’m gonna cry...thank you so much for taking the time to reply! You’re one my biggest musical inspirations! I play piano and violin, and I love your channel so much, thank you again.
It feels like everyone gets emotional while listening to music boxes, why am I feeling dull while listening to them then?... But I'm not complaining, I love this feeling.
I love your channel, when you play i feel me so soft and i lost my head in the space. I don't know. I'm a brazilian girl. I'm 14 years old and... Thanks for your beauty melody ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
been waiting for thiiiisss yey 😊 thank you~ you have no idea~ I can relate to you so much too! I've been playing Singularity over and over again. I really like it's soothing but eerie feel
무언가 깨지는 소리 난 문득 잠에서 깨 낮설음 가득한 소리 귀를 막아 보지만 잠엘 들지 못해 목이 자꾸 아파와 감싸 보려하지만 나에겐 목소리가 없어 오 오늘도 그 소릴 들어 또 울리고있어 그 소리가 이얼어 붙은 호수에 또 금이 가 그 호수에 내가 날 버렸잖아 내 목소릴 널 위해 묻었 잖아 날 버린 겨울 호수 위로 두꺼운 얼음이 얼었네 잠시 들어간 꿈 속에도 나를 괴롭히는 환상통은 여전해 나는 날 잃은 걸까 아님 널 잃은 걸까 나 문득 호수로 달려가 오그 속에 내 얼굴 있어 부탁해 아무 말도하지 마 입을 막으려 손을 뻗어 보지만 결국엔 언젠가 봄이와 얼음들은 녹아 내려 흘러 가 Tell me 내 목소리가 가짜라면 날 버리지 말았어야 했는지 Tell me 고통조차 가짜라면 그때 내가 무얼해야 했는지
Bighit needs to start selling music box versions of bts’ songs
Camille Lacaden that would be great!! 😍😍😱
$100 per music box + $60 in shipping and handling
@@Princess4fh
MONEY IS OVER
*OVER*
Im willing to starve to buy one
🤯
I love how it sounds like the background soundtrack that would be played while telling the sad backstory of the villain of a game
jeondesu ;
I gotchu! I actually already wrote this before reading your comment, but it fits, so here ya go!
*Listen with the music! A short little story, don’t repost! Based off the music video.*
My movements were languid and lackadaisical as I prepared to leave the comfort of my home. Making sure my arms were covered, I donned my ivory mask, the action embedded into habit.
I stepped outside into the brisk dull morning, the sky clouded and the streets devoid of energy. White specks dotted my vision through the slits in the mask, the masks of others bustling and quiet. The usual scene.
I began to shuffle along with the crowd, blending in with the rest. A mass of hidden identities and blank faces. One couldn’t help but wonder, who were these people under the mask? How would they act if nobody saw them?
I brushed past person from person, shoulder touching shoulder. I ignored the constant urge to rip off my mask, the inside irritating my skin. But I couldn’t. Not here.
I can’t go back home now; I need a quick solution.
Hurrying in the mass until I reached the city park, I slipped away and walked the path. It was quiet, but peaceful and serene, rather than the tense atmosphere of city life.
The flowers bloomed in splotches of color, a shocking contrast to the bleak city structure. I walked entranced, placing myself upon a bench with a duck pond in front of it. Glancing in all directions, I deemed it safe to remove my mask, if only for a moment.
Unclasping the mask, I pulled it off my face and breathed a sigh of relief. I felt free to do as I pleased, the stuffiness of the mask suffocating. I looked forward, staring at my reflection, staring at who I really was underneath the mask. I smiled and the man in the pond smiled back. My heart swelled, knowing that even if I was alone in this world, I could still manage because I had myself.
I pulled out my pocket knife, and braced myself for the stinging pain to come. It relieved me to do this, to just feel like I could forget my problems with physical pain. There was some form of ecstasy almost from committing self harm. I slit my wrist again, sucking in a breath.
“Woah, what the hell!”
I froze momentarily when I whipped my head in the direction of the voice, seeing another face smirking smugly at me, holding a camera up and about to snap a picture of me bare.
I can’t risk that!
I felt anger and aggression take over my senses, the me I purposely hid from the rest of the world. This impudent swine was open and exposed, his ugly personality shown for the world to see. This was the person he was in private, when nobody else watched, when he tore off his mask. He reminded me of someone, and I was disgusted.
I sprinted towards him, my eyes narrowing and my common sense dulling. I slip my pocket knife into my hand, the hold familiar to me. I feel a pang of slight foreboding hit me like a wave, but I ignored it.
The boy doesn’t realize I’m coming closer, until he looks up from snickering at his camera and his eyes widen.
He coughs blood, gasping as the silver sheen of a pocket blade pierces his abdomen over and over again. The boy falls to the ground, the dark liquid pooling around him. His eyes are lifeless, and blank. The realization hazily dawns that he never took off his mask, because he never had one.
I gasp in surprise, and suddenly a pain fills my head. I scream a bloodcurdling scream and hold my head with my shaking hands, dropping the knife to the floor I look up to bloody, murderous, trembling hands and the horrid scene of my horrid father, the blood soaking through his foul stained shirt, his midriff covered in flesh wounds. My sister, looking at me frightfully, cowering and flinching backwards, as if I were a monster.
I pick up the knife, I pull on my mask, and I make a mad dash for my dingy abode.
I don’t even notice the hoard look at me with fear, with curiosity, hell, even disappointment.
The black tear escapes the confines of my mask, knowing I had never changed, I was alone, and I could never hide from myself.
*Singularity*
Whoa this is amazing
Hikaru Adashi
Thanks so much! 💕
jeondesu ; holy crap 👏
aeyilo
Are you speaking to me or...
I’m just curious, because I wrote the story...
*Listen with the music! A short little story, don’t repost! Based off the music video.*
My movements were languid and lackadaisical as I prepared to leave the comfort of my home. Making sure my arms were covered, I donned my ivory mask, the action embedded into habit.
I stepped outside into the brisk dull morning, the sky clouded and the streets devoid of energy. White specks dotted my vision through the slits in the mask, the masks of others bustling and quiet. The usual scene.
I began to shuffle along with the crowd, blending in with the rest. A mass of hidden identities and blank faces. One couldn’t help but wonder, who were these people under the mask? How would they act if nobody saw them?
I brushed past person from person, shoulder touching shoulder. I ignored the constant urge to rip off my mask, the inside irritating my skin. But I couldn’t. Not here.
I can’t go back home now; I need a quick solution.
Hurrying in the mass until I reached the city park, I slipped away and walked the path. It was quiet, but peaceful and serene, rather than the tense atmosphere of city life.
The flowers bloomed in splotches of color, a shocking contrast to the bleak city structure. I walked entranced, placing myself upon a bench with a duck pond in front of it. Glancing in all directions, I deemed it safe to remove my mask, if only for a moment.
Unclasping the mask, I pulled it off my face and breathed a sigh of relief. I felt free to do as I pleased, the stuffiness of the mask suffocating. I looked forward, staring at my reflection, staring at who I really was underneath the mask. I smiled and the man in the pond smiled back. My heart swelled, knowing that even if I was alone in this world, I could still manage because I had myself.
I pulled out my pocket knife, and braced myself for the stinging pain to come. It relieved me to do this, to just feel like I could forget my problems with physical pain. There was some form of ecstasy almost from committing self harm. I slit my wrist again, sucking in a breath.
“Woah, what the hell!”
I froze momentarily when I whipped my head in the direction of the voice, seeing another face smirking smugly at me, holding a camera up and about to snap a picture of me bare.
I can’t risk that!
I felt anger and aggression take over my senses, the me I purposely hid from the rest of the world. This impudent swine was open and exposed, his ugly personality shown for the world to see. This was the person he was in private, when nobody else watched, when he tore off his mask. He reminded me of someone, and I was disgusted.
I sprinted towards him, my eyes narrowing and my common sense dulling. I slip my pocket knife into my hand, the hold familiar to me. I feel a pang of slight foreboding hit me like a wave, but I ignored it.
The boy doesn’t realize I’m coming closer, until he looks up from snickering at his camera and his eyes widen.
He coughs blood, gasping as the silver sheen of a pocket blade pierces his abdomen over and over again. The boy falls to the ground, the dark liquid pooling around him. His eyes are lifeless, and blank. The realization hazily dawns that he never took off his mask, because he never had one.
I gasp in surprise, and suddenly a pain fills my head. I scream a bloodcurdling scream and hold my head with my shaking hands, dropping the knife to the floor I look up to bloody, murderous, trembling hands and the horrid scene of my horrid father, the blood soaking through his foul stained shirt, his midriff covered in flesh wounds. My sister, looking at me frightfully, cowering and flinching backwards, as if I were a monster.
I pick up the knife, I pull on my mask, and I make a mad dash for my dingy abode.
I don’t even notice the hoard look at me with fear, with curiosity, hell, even disappointment.
The black tear escapes the confines of my mask, knowing I had never changed, I was alone, and I could never hide from myself.
*Singularity*
Writer's Block It's really amazing!💕
Writer's Block you're such a great writer mans like seriously sknainsmkqvs😢💕💕💕
i see dem bangtan boysz
Aww, thanks! I appreciate the complements, even if I believe I’m still amateur; it means I’m improving! I’m glad you enjoyed reading! 💕
Writer's Block you're welcome :) it's really, really good tho. Believe me, I'm an amateur as well, and I it will take me lots of time to be good as you hahahah. Btw, if you have wattpad I'd totally read and support your works. Pls tell me if you do have an account ahahah.
I really hope you improve more in the future. Fighting!~ 💕
i see dem bangtan boysz
I’m sure you’re a phenomenal writer; everyone has their own styles! I’m still learning, and besides, I will have to reach a superior level of writing to ever make a career out of it (which is what I hope to do). I do have a Wattpad account, but I haven’t been on it lately because it keeps bugging out (and I’m too lazy to fix it, but that’s not important :P). I do, however, have a Quotev account, on which I plan to soon start making original stories, fan fiction and whatnot. But as of now, I have finals to study for, so there’s pretty much nothing there. 😅
Alone, dark, cold, raining, 3am, singularity
Parks Mint same
Listening to the music box version sounds even more calming but really sad at the same time. The pain is ongoing, living through this forgotten melody...waiting to be heard again
In case you guys wanted to sing along, I certainly do~
무언가 깨지는 소리
난 문득 잠에서 깨
낮설음 가득한 소리
귀를 막아 보지만 잠엘 들지 못해
목이 자꾸 아파와
감싸 보려하지만
나에겐 목소리가
없어 오늘도 그 소릴 들어
또 울리고있어 그 소리가
이얼어 붙은 호수에 또 금이 가
그 호수에 내가 날 버렸 잖아
내 목소릴 널 위해 묻었 잖아
날 버린 겨울 호수 위로
두꺼운 얼음이 얼었 네
잠시 들어간 꿈 속에도
나를 괴롭히는 환상 통은 여전해
나는 날 잃은 걸까
아님 널 잃은 걸까
나 문득 호수로 달려가
오그 속에 내 얼굴 있어
부탁해 아무 말도하지 마
입을 막으려 손을 뻗어 보지만
결국 엔 언젠가 봄이와
얼음들은 녹아 내려 흘러 가
Tell me 내 목소리가 가짜라면
날 버리지 말았어야했는지
Tell me 고통조차 가짜라면
그 때 내가 무얼해야했는지
Thank you so much i cant read any of this!! ^^
Jimin Ssi LOL
Jimin Ssi Romanizations suck for korean. But it's actually really easy to learn how to read and write korean! I can recommend some learning resources if you want~ Even if you can read the korean at least most of us can read "Tell me" lol.
Jared, 19
i feel so smart knowing how to read that
Why do I imagine a fantasy game and this is the intro or the menu song
oml same
*everything is calm here*
*hears the cranking*
Omg it’s already so good
THANK YOU :)))
i messed up my nail polish typing this comment but oh well WORTH IT
JIMIn
WORTH IT
Got another song to add on my favorite playlist, thank you! ❤
Thank you for listening!
This is hands down amazing thank you for making bts even better than it already is!
This is very beautiful I can’t-
You can really hear the pain and emotion in this version... thank you ♡
Imagine being trapped in a room,with no way how to escape,but you see a image of Taehyung showing you the way out but as soon as you come closer,he disappears into thin air.
'Was your mind playing tricks on you?
Were you just crazy?
Or,did Taehyung really leave you for someone else?'
You thought to yourself, "How will I escape the fantasy of Taehyung and I when I *can't* find a way out..?", many old memories of Taehyung and you came back.
" [Name],I will see you in the afterlife goodbye. " ,Taehyung said to you waving goodbye.
You woke up shortly after the message than questioned yourself , " Was this a dream..? Did Taehyung *really* leave you? "
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*edit ~ more will come!*
*edit 2: im going to put this on wattpad but i need name suggestions! my user is powdered_suga, im currently working on a different story but i might put it on hold for this one.*
*edit 3 : i might be calling it ' Stuck In A Fantasy ' but if you have any name suggestions,tell me! i made the cover already so,i dont know what to do now..imma go write it*
*edit 4 : the prologue is up on wattpad : powdered_suga ! also chapter one is going to be published soon, i added a name for the girl bc i did not want people saying they do not like their names. but do you guys want a bad or good ending tho ?
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That is awesome! Excited for more :)
súga Damn... you should do it more on wattpad or something...
idk what to call it tho ;--;
oh yaasssss!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
what should i call it?
Amazing as always!
I actually started crying while listening to this, thank you for this masterpiece, it's so beautiful ❤
Your music box covers
have saved my life.
Just amazing! I really love it! Thank you so much! ❤️
Que ...linda melodia...suave e impactante...sem palavras apenas ...uau
*I Am nOt cRyInG, you're just seeing wrong because YOU were crying*
This is the cutest version of singularity 😍🥰💜
Omygosh, THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I always wanted to say thank you to you coz you make the best music box and these music boxes really helps me with my studies or even when I want to calm my self down. So thank you so much and keep up the good work!!
BEAUTIFUL!!! 💜💜💜💜💜
Thank you!
Smyang Piano wow! oh my gosh I’m gonna cry...thank you so much for taking the time to reply!
You’re one my biggest musical inspirations! I play piano and violin, and I love your channel so much, thank you again.
I always say you're the best smyangpiano♡ It's perfect for read:')
Thanks, really, your covers calm my anxiety 💓
This is perfect!! It's so calming! Thank you for making this ❤
Thank you for making this. More comforting music to listen to! ^~^
Brought TEARS to my eyes (':
Its eerie yet sad and beautiful
how this still manages to make me fangirl intensely despite it being a music box ver... i will never know
Never fails to calm me down during the night before sleep
The type of music I listen to before I fall asleep
I never knew who much I needed this
i actually download your bts music box videos and I use it as a music box before i go to sleep. it really helps
헤 .... 진짜 기다리던 음원인뎅 ..... 태형아 사랑해 ... Smyang piano 님도 사랑해요 ...
why am I crying.... holy crap it's so good
all your covers are so amazing and beautiful...thank you
This helps me calm down so muchhh
Thank u❤️ another song for my study playlist
It feels like everyone gets emotional while listening to music boxes, why am I feeling dull while listening to them then?... But I'm not complaining, I love this feeling.
listening to this while trying to sleep is one of the best moment at night
I love your channel, when you play i feel me so soft and i lost my head in the space. I don't know.
I'm a brazilian girl. I'm 14 years old and... Thanks for your beauty melody ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
Ear candy! How thoughtfully done! Thank you!
헐 ㅜㅜ 너무 좋은것 같아요 ㅜㅜ 혹시 된다면 영상에 써도 될까요? 출처 남기겠습니다!
I always listen your music, and I awlyas crying when listen that😍😍
Now 03.55 am in Turkey and this track so good for go to sleep thank you
This makes me so happy😊
*_"Kill me heal me"_*
Firstly, THANKS SMYANG PIANO for making this beautiful music box edition ❤❤❤
Secondly, thanks RUclips recommends this for me 😘 I Luv it!
Hermoso...
BTS정호석 es Hermoso es perfecto ..
So beautiful
Vaya es hermoso , creo que hasta podria dormir por las noches con esto 😴❤✌
You're really fast and you make such a beautiful videos & music💜 keep going!
ikrr they are amazing
This is such a beautiful sound to my ears♥️♥️
ugh finally, I need this in my life
beautiful ❤️
this is so pretty i'm in love
This is what I am waiting for 🤤
Estoy en el cielo 🙌🏻♥️
I'm in heaven 🙌🏻♥️
YES THIS MADE MY DAY THANK YOU SO MUCH
Gorgeous as always 💞
This is so beautiful 💜
Pleaaaaaase
This is perfection
I LOVE YOU . Simply amazing thank you !
Hermoso❤ BEAUTIFUL❤
Beautiful
*plays & puts on repeat♥️♥️
Thanks for this!! It sounds so beautiful and sweet.
I LOVE IT.
~Es tan relajante~ ^^
Well, you are legend
I've never clicked so fast!! I love this so much this is amazing!
been waiting for this!! outdid yourself again yoongi
I can't stop listen that ..
Love it.. so relaxing.
I never knew I need this in my life-
LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! It's honestly beautiful
just wow😍
Amazing as always 💖
This Is so WONDERFUL 💕💞❤️
Mhmmm so good
been waiting for thiiiisss yey 😊 thank you~
you have no idea~ I can relate to you so much too! I've been playing Singularity over and over again. I really like it's soothing but eerie feel
Beautiful😍
Please do a lo-fi version of thisss. 💖
Perfect in every way.... As usual. Thank you 😊😊😊
AMAZZIINNGGG
this is perfect
I'm offended this is too good😭😍💜
YESSS I HAVE BEEN WATING FOR THIS
You play so well on these ㅠㅅ ㅠ
*TEACH ME YOU DO SOOD GOOD WTF ㅠㅁㅠ*
Beautiful💜💜😍
It sounds so sad and kinda creepy... ILOVEIT
Like before even listening
Love it!💓
Por favor hace uno de Shine de Pentagon 🙏🙏
OMAIGADDDD ESTO ES PRECIOSO, DIOS QUE MELODÍA TAN PERFECTA. ❤😻
Thank you for this! 💜
무언가 깨지는 소리
난 문득 잠에서 깨
낮설음 가득한 소리
귀를 막아 보지만 잠엘 들지 못해
목이 자꾸 아파와
감싸 보려하지만
나에겐 목소리가 없어
오 오늘도 그 소릴 들어
또 울리고있어 그 소리가
이얼어 붙은 호수에 또 금이 가
그 호수에 내가 날 버렸잖아
내 목소릴 널 위해 묻었 잖아
날 버린 겨울 호수 위로
두꺼운 얼음이 얼었네
잠시 들어간 꿈 속에도
나를 괴롭히는 환상통은 여전해
나는 날 잃은 걸까
아님 널 잃은 걸까
나 문득 호수로 달려가
오그 속에 내 얼굴 있어
부탁해 아무 말도하지 마
입을 막으려 손을 뻗어 보지만
결국엔 언젠가 봄이와
얼음들은 녹아 내려 흘러 가
Tell me 내 목소리가 가짜라면
날 버리지 말았어야 했는지
Tell me 고통조차 가짜라면
그때 내가 무얼해야 했는지
ahhhh i love this!!