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đŸ€– MĂșsica composta e produzida por InteligĂȘncia Artificial (Dexbom AI).

[Verse] Map in my hand, but the signs don’t speak my tongue Jet lag whispering lies, I’m already long Tried to ask for gate B, got a nod and a shrug My carry-on’s full of hope, and a half-empty drug Aisle seat booked with ghosts, I’m the only one who knows This city don’t care if I’m lost or just slow Passport’s crisp, but my nerves are frayed I'm a stranger with a name they won’t say right [Pre-Chorus] They pointed down a hall with no sign A heartbeat ticking, but no place to find The flight, the ground, the way, the sky I’m not lost—I’m just out of time [Chorus] Lost in translation, yeah, I’m just a shape in the haze Passport stamped with silence, no one’s gonna say my name I’m walking past the duty-free where the prices feel like lies Just a girl with a bag and a million unspoken cries Lost in translation—no one hears me call But I’m still walking, still standing tall In a language I don’t speak, but I live like I do Lost in translation, but I’m still coming through [Verse] Scooter buzzes past, they don’t even look my way I’m a silhouette in a foreign day Tried to check my flight on a screen full of red A smile in French, but the word “departed” said Same as the last time I left, same as the air No map but the ache behind my stare My coat’s too thin, but my resolve is thick I’m not the tourist—I’m the one who’s stuck [Pre-Chorus] They pointed down a hall with no sign A heartbeat ticking, but no place to find The flight, the ground, the way, the sky I’m not lost—I’m just out of time [Chorus] Lost in translation, yeah, I’m just a shape in the haze Passport stamped with silence, no one’s gonna say my name I’m walking past the duty-free where the prices feel like lies Just a girl with a bag and a million unspoken cries Lost in translation—no one hears me call But I’m still walking, still standing tall In a language I don’t speak, but I live like I do Lost in translation, but I’m still coming through [Bridge] No one knows my name, not even the machines But I’m still breathing, still walking through the seams Of a world that don’t translate what I feel Just a body moving, a soul that’s real They don’t speak my tongue, but my heart does Even when the world won’t let me through [Outro] Lost in translation... Still coming through... No name, no map, no one knows But I’m still here... Still here... Still here...

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