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thunder in mind

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Verse 1 There’s a storm in the hallway, a light under my skin, I hear the future breathing where the past has been. Your voice on the ceiling, my name in the rain, every little silence comes back strange. Chorus Thunder in mind, lightning in my hands, I try to understand you but the sky never lands. Thunder in mind, clouds in my chest, I was looking for an answer in the place where angels rest. Verse 2 A mermaid on the dashboard, ice cream in the sun, we were missing the point but calling it love. You kissed like a warning, cold and divine, then disappeared softly through a crack in time. Chorus Thunder in mind, lightning in my hands, I try to understand you but the sky never lands. Thunder in mind, clouds in my chest, I was looking for an answer in the place where angels rest. Bridge All my mirrors are weather, all my prayers are machines, every dream is electric when it forgets what it means. Final Chorus Thunder in mind, the night starts to bend, the past is the future coming back a...
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mermaid on board

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Verse 1 You were drawing little maps on the foggy window glass, saying, “Turn the ship around, there’s no future in the past.” I was looking for a signal, you were looking at the sea, I was missing every warning that was swimming next to me. Pre-Chorus The captain saw the lightning, the sailors heard the song, but I was busy proving I was beautifully wrong. Chorus Missing the point with a mermaid on board, chasing the storm while she opened the door. She said, “Love is the ocean, not the thing you’re dying for.” I kept missing the point with a mermaid on board. Verse 2 She was combing out the moonlight from her electric hair, talking like a prophet in a folding plastic chair. She said, “You want an answer, but you worship the wound. You keep kissing the anchor and blaming the moon.” Chorus Missing the point with a mermaid on board, chasing the storm while she opened the door. She said, “Love is the ocean, not the thing you’re dying for.” I kept missing the point with a mermaid on board...
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Kissing your ice cream

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Verse 1 You said the summer was ending, but the moon stayed warm. We walked through broken streetlights like lovers in a storm. Your vanilla was melting down your silver ring, and I was too afraid to ask what tomorrow means. Chorus I was kissing your ice cream, tasting the cold on your lips. A little sweet disaster in the neon eclipse. You laughed like a movie I had already seen, and I fell through the evening kissing your ice cream. Verse 2 The cars became comets, the sidewalk turned blue. Every ordinary moment felt impossible with you. You held the cone like a secret, like the world could disappear. I wanted one more second before the future got here. Chorus I was kissing your ice cream, tasting the cold on your lips. A little sweet disaster in the neon eclipse. You laughed like a movie I had already seen, and I fell through the evening kissing your ice cream. Bridge Strawberry ghosts on your fingertips, sugar and thunder, summer apocalypse. Final Chorus I was kissing your ice cream,...
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retro futuro

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Verse 1 I found an old machine sleeping under dust and wires, it hummed my mother’s dreams through electric funeral choirs. The screen was cracked and blue, but it showed me all my names, a child I never knew walking backwards through the flames. Pre-Chorus And every door I opened was a memory in disguise, every star above me was a dead thing in the sky. Chorus The past is the future, the future is gone, we’re dancing in circles to a mechanical song. The ghost in the mirror is learning to breathe, the past is the future coming back for me. Verse 2 I saw tomorrow’s cities built from yesterday’s bones, with silver saints and satellites praying through old telephones. The children spoke in echoes, the oceans dreamed in code, and time became a hallway where nobody grows old. Pre-Chorus I tried to run forward, but forward was behind, a clock without a center, a god without a mind. Chorus The past is the future, the future is gone, we’re dancing in circles to a mechanical song. The ghost in ...
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mascarade

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You were a mask like anyone else, a mouth made of sugar, a mirror of nails. A magnet of energy, a blue little star, pulling my shadow from very far. A vampire of salt, with ocean-black eyes, drinking the moon from the wound in the sky. And I wanted miracles, I wanted the spell, I wanted to fall through your beautiful hell. I wanted to believe, I wanted to glow, I wanted the night to swallow me slow. Hypnotized again, hypnotized again, counting dead flowers inside of my brain. Hypnotized again, hypnotized again, I built the cage and called it your name. You were a signal with no one inside, a silver disaster learning to smile. Your hands were two candles that never gave light, your voice was a chapel that opened at night. And I fell in the trap of my own little mind, searching for heaven in something unkind. Because I wanted to love you, to love you for real, but love was a mirror forgetting to feel. I wanted to believe, I wanted to glow, I wanted the night to swallow me slow. Hypnotize...
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finamor

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I saw the white door open in space, a wound made of thunder, a mirror with a face. No angels were singing, no trumpets were blown, only the silence speaking alone. The stars started kneeling, the oceans stood still, the moon hid its fever behind the black hill. And I heard it whisper, soft as a rod: “Who can keep breathing in the fear of God?” The fear of God, the fear of God, falling like fire through the blood. The fear of God, the fear of God, a crown made of lightning in the mouth of God. Machines in the chapel, prophets of dust, counting the sins of memory and rust. The sky opened slowly, like skin in the rain, and every dead planet confessed its old name. No heaven, no mercy, no body, no sound, just one little judgment still turning around. And it kept repeating, cold, pure, and bright: “Were you only shadow, or made for the light?” The fear of God, the fear of God, falling like fire through the blood. The fear of God, the fear of God, a crown made of lightning in the mouth of Go...
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miedo

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I saw the white door open in space, a wound made of thunder, a mirror with a face. No angels were singing, no trumpets were blown, only the silence speaking alone. The stars started kneeling, the oceans stood still, the moon hid its fever behind the black hill. And I heard it whisper, soft as a rod: “Who can keep breathing in the fear of God?” The fear of God, the fear of God, falling like fire through the blood. The fear of God, the fear of God, a crown made of lightning in the mouth of God. Machines in the chapel, prophets of dust, counting the sins of memory and rust. The sky opened slowly, like skin in the rain, and every dead planet confessed its old name. No heaven, no mercy, no body, no sound, just one little judgment still turning around. And it kept repeating, cold, pure, and bright: “Were you only shadow, or made for the light?” The fear of God, the fear of God, falling like fire through the blood. The fear of God, the fear of God, a crown made of lightning in the mouth of Go...
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