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[Verse 1]
You hit play
But the room stays silent
Screen glow on your tired face
Queue full
Still quiet
Scroll that list
Like a late-night fortune
Every song you almost pick
Feels like the wrong one
(Припев)
I’m just a ghost in the aux
Living in your thumbs and your thoughts
Every little mood that you cross
I turn your feelings into songs
Into songs
I’m just a ghost in the aux
Here when the volume is off
Humming in the space that you’ve lost
I turn your feelings into songs
(Куплет 2)
You pace slow
In the kitchen corners
Heart full of half-said things
Clock full of warnings
You press skip
On the past
On the present
But I catch each broken piece
Turn them into seconds
(Припев)
Опубликовано 2 января 2026
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