• 2
  • 0
  • 0
  • 0
  • 0

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

[Verse] Concrete dreams in a rusted frame, Saw my shadow fade on the back of the train. Now the silver dangles where the silence used to scream, Ain’t no love lost, just a memory in the beam. [Pre-Chorus] Got the keys to the world I never knew, But the night still hums like a hymn I don’t believe in. [Chorus] New chains on my neck, cold like the moon above, Same old dirt, but I’m wearing the proof. Every glance at the pump’s a prayer I won’t say, I’m a king in the gas station, but I’m lost in the way. New chains on my neck, heavy like regret, Built this throne from the smoke where my past was set. [Verse] She said “You won’t change,” now she watchin’ me walk Through the neon haze of a dead-end town. This steel’s not pride, it’s the ache I can’t talk, Like the echo of a name I used to call. [Pre-Chorus] Got the keys to the world I never knew, But the night still hums like a hymn I don’t believe in. [Chorus] New chains on my neck, cold like the moon above, Same old dirt, but I’m wearing the proof. Every glance at the pump’s a prayer I won’t say, I’m a king in the gas station, but I’m lost in the way. New chains on my neck, heavy like regret, Built this throne from the smoke where my past was set. [Bridge] They said I’d fall, but I’m still standin’ tall, In a world that don’t care, and my heart don’t recall. This shine ain’t gold, it’s just scars in the light, I wear it to prove I’m not the same boy tonight. [Chorus] New chains on my neck, cold like the moon above, Same old dirt, but I’m wearing the proof. Every glance at the pump’s a prayer I won’t say, I’m a king in the gas station, but I’m lost in the way. New chains on my neck, heavy like regret, Built this throne from the smoke where my past was set. [Outro] New chains on my neck
 Cold like the moon above
 Same old dirt
 But I’m wearing the proof
 I’m still here


0 comentĂĄrios
    Nenhum comentĂĄrio encontrado

:: / ::
::
/ ::

Fila