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Burn
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Pop
Burn fue lanzado el 17 de marzo de 2025 por Captain Music Group como parte del álbum 11 Days
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Álbum11 Days
Fecha de lanzamiento17 de marzo de 2025
Sello discográficoCaptain Music Group
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM87

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Benjamin
Benjamin
Intérprete
Cuong Lee
Cuong Lee
Sampler
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Poorboy
Poorboy
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Sun Musical
Sun Musical
Producción
Captain Music Group
Captain Music Group
Producción

Letra

In the shadows of our love, I found a cold, sharp knife
Your whispers turned to ashes, in the corner of my life
Promises once golden, now just flickering in the breeze
I watched our castle crumble, with a heart that's hard to please.
Every tear, every sigh, was a spark I couldn't hide
In the silence of the night, I let the flames ignite.
Burn, burn, let it all fall down
Watch the flames dance in the ruins of this town
Burn, burn, in the echoes of the past
Feel the heat of vengeance in the shadows we cast.
In the wreckage of our dreams, I found my strength, my might
With every broken memory, I set the world alight
You thought I'd fade away, like a whisper in the storm
But now I'm rising from the ashes, in a blaze I've newly born.
Every tear, every sigh, was a spark I couldn't hide
In the silence of the night, I let the flames ignite.
Burn, burn, let it all fall down
Watch the flames dance in the ruins of this town
Burn, burn, in the echoes of the past
Feel the heat of vengeance in the shadows we cast.
In the ruins of what we were, I found a brighter day
A phoenix in the ashes, rising from the gray
You may have broken my heart, but I'm the fire, I'm the flame
And in the end, it's all just a beautiful, burning shame.
Burn, burn, let it all fall down
Watch the flames dance in the ruins of this town
Burn, burn, in the echoes of the past
Feel the heat of vengeance in the shadows we cast.
As the embers turn to night, and the ashes softly drift
I find my peace in the fire, in the smoke, and in the lift
Burn, burn, till there's nothing left to see
Just the echoes of a love that once was meant to be.
Written by: Poorboy
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