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

[Verse] City wakes, I’m caught in traffic’s grip, Clock's tickin’ loud, another dollar slips, Rent’s past due, bills stack like a wall, Promises broke, like glass they fall. Faces blur, glass reflections lie, Dreams fade slow beneath the sky, Every corner, every street, Echoes of words I’ll never keep. [Pre-Chorus] Can’t stop, won’t break, the weight’s on me, This morning’s prison, no key to free, Whispers loud in the rush hour fight, Hold on tight, survive the night. [Chorus] Broken promises, ringing bells, Chasing ghosts in crowded hells, Bills overdue, rent's a chain, Morning commute, riding pain. Broken promises, shadows crawl, In these streets, we rise and fall, Keep the faith, though the days bend, On this road that never ends. [Verse] Hands on the wheel, eyes on the grind, Silent prayers for peace of mind, Voices in my head, a constant stream, Nothing’s really ever as it seems. Steel and concrete, cold city breath, Counting losses, dodging debt, Bandage the truth, stitch up the lies, Watch the sun rise on broken skies. [Pre-Chorus] Can’t stop, won’t break, the weight’s on me, This morning’s prison, no key to free, Whispers loud in the rush hour fight, Hold on tight, survive the night. [Chorus] Broken promises, ringing bells, Chasing ghosts in crowded hells, Bills overdue, rent's a chain, Morning commute, riding pain. Broken promises, shadows crawl, In these streets, we rise and fall, Keep the faith, though the days bend, On this road that never ends. [Bridge] Every mile’s a battle scar, Counting dreams from afar, Voices shout but no one wins, Cycle trapped beneath the sins. Band’s backing, voices rise, Truth beneath the city skies, Hold the moment, break the chain, Fight the loss, embrace the pain. [Chorus] Broken promises, ringing bells, Chasing ghosts in crowded hells, Bills overdue, rent's a chain, Morning commute, riding pain. Broken promises, shadows crawl, In these streets, we rise and fall, Keep the faith, though the days bend, On this road that never ends. [Outro] On this road, no end in sight, Morning fades into the night, Broken promises linger near, But I’m still standing here.

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