BØRNS | "Past Lives" | Live From Youtube Space LA

If I sang like this, it'll all be cracks. He's got a nice range

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Progresive techno pop

A song that you can't find Spotify

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RIP

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Long live Interscope Records

That's not sapientdream's song, That's a different artist, And i played "Past Lives" by sapientdream and i'm grabbing attention easily.

My heart melt😢

Don't wake me, I'm not dreaming. Past lives could never hold me back. Lost love is sweeter when it's finally found. I have the strangest feeling this isn't our first time. Past lives could never come between us. 😢

La mejor banda sonora 2026 mayo 10 y 11

55 years old here and I’m just discovering this beautiful gem 💎 I’M 25 YEARS YOUNG AGAIN👍🏼🔥❤️

wtf

this song opened my eyes last year and helped me in so many ways

June 2026 anyone?

Where did all my years go 😢

Es hombre o mujer?

Why didn’t he collaborate with Lorde?

Why song is soo good?

My favorite song of all time.

I don’t think most people have the capacity to truly feel this song. I think you need to have found that person in your life.

Sad than cool

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2:35 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Qué obra maestra 💙

리믹스랑 느낌이 완전히다르다

Eleutheromania refers to an intense, obsessive craving or "mad zeal" for freedom - or - missing a place you have never been - feeling.

Who is he?

so beautiful✨

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Here in 1907 and it hits hard.

Ke no pensé que era tan antigua 😅 que hermosa canción

I'm missing someone,, here no way to communicate him .miss you choto .this song he once suggested me 😢😢😢. I hope one day the day will come to talk with you again ..

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Music like this is the only thing that helps me with depression. Thank you Borns for your music, it really helps me being positive.

Some people grew up lavishly and great. Some don't. We all have different lives.
Scarring anyone with abuse will traumatize them forever. I am traumatized and therapy doesn't help at all.
My sister finally told me she was raped by one of the uncles when she was 6-8 years old. I cried badly with her. I'm 41 now. But my past was depressing.
My dad committed suicide when I was 12. Lost a brother in 2003 Marines. Another brother with autism died 2 years ago. Being asian in my culture when your dad commits suicide everyone looked down on us. I was taken away from mom to uncles age 14-17 to be a slave at a slaughter house in Wisconsin. Worked 5am-5pm everyday for 3 years straight. I was beat so bad daily, not my cousins, their own kids. My very own cousins outcasted me after living with them. I slept on the porch, and I was their slave for years. I got beat so bad I didn't scream anymore of pain. I just stood there taking hits ruthlessly repeatedly with tears coming out of my eyes. Screaming did nothing for me anymore. I got used to it daily. If you put razor blades on a bat and hit me I will not even scream, I'm used to it. My best friend was a stray dog I found by the farm. My uncle shot it right in front me because he killed some of the chickens. I cried for days and sat and ate by his grave everyday.

The company delivery drivers for my uncle that paid him for raising cattle did nothing for me after I begged for help. No one cares. I learned that growing up. I took in orders for them for food for the animals, fed them all, 500 cows and many more farm animals. Gave cows their shots. Forced to build new farms, and drove tractors. All this at the age of 14. It messed me up. We did things there brutally at the slaugjter house every day. I have to much to say but the things I was forced to do was horrific. My uncle made me bury alive a goat that was not healthy. I can still see it gasping for air while I threw dirt on it until I didnt see it anymore in cow guts in a hole. My first cow I killed was at 14. My uncle tied it to a tree and I was forced to kill it with a sledgehammer to the head, as I cried doing it. I gutted the cow afterwards for the first time and accidentally poked into the cows stomach, releasing the acid over the meat and my uncle hit me hard with a sharp mechete on my back. Deep scar. I remember cleaning the cows poop and I fell into the poop waste. The wood snapped and made a huge cut on my stomach on my fall down into poop. My entire body was in a pool of poop with a gash on me. I was told to shower and my uncle wrapped a towel on it and I had to finish cleaning the poop afterwards bleeding like hell. No hospital. No treatment. Just soap and towel for days until it healed on it's own. Thats just 2 of my 90 scars I have. I never in my life went to any ball games, fair, theme parks, and concerts ever in my life. Always been my dream. Depression made me isolated growing up, its what I only know to do alone.

Also for weeks when they took vacations and left me alone I survived stealing corn from neighbors to eat. Had duties always before their return or beat to death. I was never allowed to sit and eat with them. Reason why I still stand and eat my meals. My brother tried saving me after serving in the Marines. He died in Iraq for us. Nobody saved me. My uncle is a millionaire now as a realtor in Wisconsin and Chicago. With the work I did for him, he bought houses and huge apartment complexes and rents them out. He was getting paid 2k a week at the farm by corperate companies. I got nothing but abuse and ran it all at 14 years old. My cousins never helped, all on me. Now they living the life being millionaires not working and owning properties. That's what I heard from my sister. I hate my life so much.
I am now 41 and still hurt from my past. I am glad I became a successful executive chef for a huge corporation. My employees of over 150 love me as their boss and leader. They don't know I am depressed like hell and I'll never show them my struggles but to make sure they are happy working for me. Being the boss and chef is hard. I hide my depression always. Only online. No social media. No gaming. I read a lot and just invest online always and lots of movies alone in bedroom. I even at times have to go to the restroom and cry at work and after I come right back as a leader and boss showing no emotions. Most people think I am the happiest guy but I'm not. I wished for death at age 14. Now 41. Just gotta move on and I cannot wait for death. With the brutal experience I have, I am glad I became a man on my own and to be better. Some people for sure would have become a serial killer after what I've been through. Not me. I just hate life to the fullest and I cannot wait for death for peace. Looking at my scars everyday in the mirror makes me hate myself. I hate my life being a depressed loser that failed in life.
I really hope also that when I die I go to hell, not heaven. Being ripped apart for eternity brutally is what I will be used to and thats all I deserve. Everyday I ask God why my life wasn't given to someone else more deserving.

Who will still be listening in 2030

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Lyrics

0:13 really good😊

Such a beautiful song man😭

People with depression always smile brightest

How does he make hand movements look so sexy? Man is up there doing some kind of sensual hand thing to the music, and I'm here for it.

Incoming 18 mey 2026