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Wrong Window
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Wrong Window fue lanzado el 1 de diciembre de 2025 por NOMARKMORE Music como parte del álbum Exhibition Number Zero
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Fecha de lanzamiento1 de diciembre de 2025
Sello discográficoNOMARKMORE Music
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM143

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Mark Sakharov
Mark Sakharov
Armonía vocal
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mark Sakharov
Mark Sakharov
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Mark Sakharov
Mark Sakharov
Producción

Letra

Midnight buzz, I'm climbing up the side Heart's on fire, stupid grin, stupid pride Sneakin' past the lights, rooftop breeze Thinkin' 'bout her lips and her summer jeans
One floor up, I whisper her name Window cracked open — feels the same Step inside soft, tryin' not to breathe— But the smell in the air's like death and bleach
Oh, this ain't perfume, this ain't wine What kinda dinner needs hands and spine
Wrong window, wrong kinda love Now they're smilin' like they've had enough Said "sit down, boy, you're just in time" For a little red soup and a glass of brine Wrong window, wrong kinda night Guess my heart's the main course bite If love don't kill you, life just might— Wrong window, wrong kinda night
They look too calm, knives out clean One says grace, the other grins mean "Welcome home, we been waitin' long" Now I'm prayin' like I never did wrong
Tried to bolt but the floorboards creak Pan's already hot, and I'm the meat Cupid shot me with a butcher's blade Guess romance got a taste upgrade
I climbed for love, I fell for lies Now I'm starin' dinner in the eyes
Wrong window, wrong kinda love Now they're smilin' like they've had enough Said "sit down, boy, you're just in time" For a little red soup and a glass of brine Wrong window, wrong kinda night Guess my heart's the main course bite If love don't kill you, life just might— Wrong window, wrong kinda night
They stir the pot, I say my prayer Steam hits the ceiling, love's in the air She's next door dreamin' I'm brave and sweet— I'm gettin' served at a thousand degrees
Should've checked the number, should've knocked twice Now I'm part of dinner — hope I taste nice
Wrong window, wrong kinda love Lesson learned from the stars above If romance burns, then I'm the flame Tell her I loved her—forget my name Wrong window, wrong kinda night Guess my heart's the sacrifice If love don't kill you, life just might— Wrong window, wrong kinda night
Written by: Mark Sakharov
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