Video Nail Polish de Aggelmitrel 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aggelmitrel - Nail Polish Lyrics

[verse 1]:
(steffi_boi & AggelMitrel)
Nail polish in my bed (in my bed)
Red,looking like im dead
Is that what you read?
U really think im dead ? (i didn't say that)
She said thats not what i said
I think you look concerned

[Chorus]:
(Steffi_boi & AggelMitrel)
Nail polish red, dripping slow
It’s on the sheets, it’s on my soul
Was it love, was it war?
I can’t tell anymore
Painted lies, painted scars
She left her mark like shattered glass
Nail polish red—it's my blood, it’s my bed

[verse 2]:
(AggelMitrel)
Blood streaming from my neck
Please just give me a sec
I dont mean no distrespect
But u just stabed me in the neck
(bleeding,bleeding,bleeding)x3
[verse 3]
(AggelMitrel talking):
That doesnt really look like nail polish....
I think u are bleeding brother..
(Steffi_boi)
Bleeding is this a nightmare baby?
Bleeding is this the end?
There is blood on the carpet baby
Im asking is this the end ?(for me)
Im not dreaming,dreaming,dreaming x5
Its my end.(AggelMitrel screams)

[verse 4]
(steffi boi)
Im not dreaming brother
Im bleeding from so many spots
She got me looking like a sponge
With that many holes

[Chorus]:
(Steffi_boi & AggelMitrel)
Nail polish red, dripping slow
It’s on the sheets, it’s on my soul
Was it love, was it war?
I can’t tell anymore
Painted lies, painted scars
She left her mark like shattered glass
Nail polish red—it's my blood, it’s my bed
[Bridge]:
(AggelMitrel)
She painted her power on my skin
Each stroke, a sin, she lets herself win
Toxic fumes of love in the air
I breathe it in, but she doesn’t care
A manicure of madness, nails that pierce
My body fades while she smirks, fierce

[Chorus]:
(Steffi_boi & AggelMitrel)
Nail polish red, dripping slow
It’s on the sheets, it’s on my soul
Was it love, was it war?
I can’t tell anymore
Painted lies, painted scars
She left her mark like shattered glass
Nail polish red—it's my blood, it’s my bed

[Outro]:
(Steffi_boi)
Glossed over truth, I see her grin
But this polish won’t dry—it’s soaked in sin
Baby, was this art or execution?
A masterpiece or my final conclusion?
(AggelMitrel)
Bleeding, bleeding—this is my end
Her nails carved my story, no time to mend
The stories are starting to blend
This really might be my—end