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We got a problem
Metal
We got a problem fue lanzado el 11 de junio de 2026 por 180 Media Group como parte del álbum We got a problem - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento11 de junio de 2026
Sello discográfico180 Media Group
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM75

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Eric David Lundblad
Eric David Lundblad
Teclados
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Eric David Lundblad
Eric David Lundblad
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Eric David Lundblad
Eric David Lundblad
Producción

Letra

Night falls heavy on the words you never meant to hear
Over every laugh you turn it into something sharp
Ashes in the silence where the humor used to live
Holding every whisper like a dagger in your heart
Something in your shadow keeps a ledger of the wrongs
Grinding every grin into a quiet little war
Only takes a moment for the room to turn to stone
Then the air is colder than it ever was before
And the chorus rises from the cracks in the floor:
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
Pressure in the pulse of every word we say
Ringing like a warning in the hollow of your chest
Oh, the way you twist it like a blade between the ribs
Because every punchline feels like some kind of test
Like the laughter's poison dripping slow in your veins
Every smile turning into something you suspect
Maybe it was never what you thought that it became
Hear the choir calling through the static again—
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
Echoes in the rafters of the things we didn't mean
Carry every comment like a crown of thorns and blame
All the little jabs were just the language of the room
Never meant to set your quiet world aflame
Tell me why the humor always turns into a fight
Tearing every thread that we were trying just to weave
And the more we soften, you sharpen the night
Knuckles on the table like a sermon from the deep
Everybody breathing like they're walking broken glass
And the chorus opens like a wound in the dark:
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
We got a problem…
Just a simple joke but you turned it into scripture
Overanalyzed until the laughter disappeared
Knowing in the silence that the room has shifted sideways
Everybody thinking what nobody says out loud:
Yeah… we got a problem.
Written by: Eric David Lundblad
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