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🤖 Música composta e produzida por Inteligência Artificial (Dexbom AI).

[Verse] Midnight shadows, city’s pulse slowin' down, Buckets full of memories, paint stains on my gown. Council came with clipboards, eyes sharp like a blade, Left their marks on the sidewalks, but I’m erasing the fade. Sneakin’ through the alleys where the stories were told, Colors hidin’ secrets in the cracks of the old. Late-night dance with the brushes, rhythm in my hands, Coverin' lost whispers no one understands. [Pre-Chorus] Every stroke’s a goodbye, every color a tale, Caught between the silence and the midnight gale. [Chorus] Wipe it off, paint it over, city’s clean tonight, But these walls hold memories, flickers of the fight. Late-night cleanup, yeah, I’m fading the light, Graffiti ghosts dancing in the pale moonlight. [Verse] Fast lines like my heartbeat, steady on the grind, Erasing all the chaos other hands left behind. Council’s clean slate vision, but my mind’s in rewind, Colors of the past, yeah, they’re hard to unbind. Playful with the pressure, but the story stays true, Every tag’s a chapter, every smear something new. I’m just the midnight janitor, caught in the act, Wiping off the canvas, but the soul stays intact. [Pre-Chorus] Every stroke’s a goodbye, every color a tale, Caught between the silence and the midnight gale. [Chorus] Wipe it off, paint it over, city’s clean tonight, But these walls hold memories, flickers of the fight. Late-night cleanup, yeah, I’m fading the light, Graffiti ghosts dancing in the pale moonlight. [Bridge] Spray cans silent, brushes singin’ low, Chasin’ all the echoes that they don’t wanna show. Council’s got their order, but the streets still know, Every line erased just helps the legends grow. [Chorus] Wipe it off, paint it over, city’s clean tonight, But these walls hold memories, flickers of the fight. Late-night cleanup, yeah, I’m fading the light, Graffiti ghosts dancing in the pale moonlight. [Outro] City’s clean, but hearts still bleed, In the silence, I’m planting seeds. Graffiti’s gone, but the stories breathe, Late-night echoes won’t deceive.

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