yeule - Don’t Be So Hard On Your Own Beauty (Official Music Video)

ʏ𝒆 𝔲l ḛ̸̡̛͔̘͚̲͚̓͆̔̉̄̇̐ - 𝕕ᵒ𝔫’ₜ b̸̨̧͕̟̥̉́̏̓̔̃͋͜ᵉ 𝔰𝕠 ђa̷᥅𝕕 ó̸̡̜̜̠͋̏̊̓̈́̚͜͠𝔫 y̶̡̢̩͉̼̼͓̘̻̍̈́͛̚ͅØu̷𝐫 σ𝐰ŋ 𝔟ẽ̷̗̭̮̖̱̒̀́͘͜𝔞ᴜₜ𝔶 pre-save 𝖌𝕝𝒾,c̶̳͚̈́͌̿͋̔ͅ𝖍 ρ𝖗𝕚n̶͓͉̣͉͚̂̏͐ƈᵉ𝖘ร, out 4 February 2022 ➳ stream don’t be so hard on your own beauty ➳ Glitch Princess Tour『2022』➳ official website: ✧༺cyber dimension༻∞ discord: ꔫ twitch: Director - Joy Song Producer - Tanya Kneale Production Company - Atypicalfilms DOP - Juffrie Friday, Bong 1st AC - Juan Qi An, Matthew Chong Gaffer William Eng Steadicam Op - Ed Cryer Grip - Ho Zhen Jie, Jani, Aaroson Koh Drone Op. - Scott Tan PA - Wayne Lim, Renee Ng, Collin Tan, Qadirah, Isaac Goh Dance Choreographer - Aloysuis Tan “Loy”, Nat Ćmiel Hair & Make-Up - Nat Ćmiel Make-up Assistant - Nicole Ho Styling - CORLATEX “Susu“ Edit - Joy Song, Abraham Yuen Grade - Manuel Portschy Song written and produced by Nat Ćmiel & Kin Leonn Special thanks to Equipment Rental Partner: True Colour Media Group Pte Ltd Α α, Β β, Γ γ, Δ δ, Ε ε, Ζ ζ, Η η, Θ θ, Ι ι, Κ κ, Λ λ, Μ μ, Ν ν, Ξ ξ, Ο ο, Π π, Ρ ρ, Σ σ/ς, Τ τ, Υ υ, Φ φ, Χ χ, Ψ ψ, and Ω ω. ©️ [Don’t Be So Hard On Your Own Beauty] ;lyrx; Currently, The sullen look on your face Tells me you see something More pure in me than this dirty When I’m With you I no longer have tainted flesh Where violation teared my dress before you Took me away, I could not see past this horizon line With my dying light that’s overgrown with Thorny vines and piercing through The only vein that’s still okay You let me cry, and wipe my eyes And make me feel something other than Desolated nothing I am desperate in a nightmare Where I’m trying to find you In a maze, with no staircase, I’m stuck and breathless In the backroom of a spinning hall, Dizzy, I crawl and trip down, Fall again, you pick up all my guts Spilling out, bruised up, bloodied up Oh, I look into your eyes and See a bright white light and You turn this horrible place Into, Orange light, sunset in sight You tell me not to Be so hard on my own beauty You still Hold me even though I’m made of fire burning through You hold me gently, but these Thorny vines and piercing through The only vein that’s still okay You let me cry, and wipe my eyes And make me feel something other than Desolated nothing I am desperate in a nightmare Where I’m trying to find you In a maze, with no staircase, I’m stuck and breathless In the backroom of a spinning hall, Dizzy, I crawl and trip down, Fall again, you pick up all my guts Spilling out, bruised up, bloodied up Suddenly, Curled up In a ball In the bathroom floor Unconsciously I feel you, Shake me awake From a bad dream With my eyes Open