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Broken Strings
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Broken Strings fue lanzado el 2 de junio de 2026 por Echora Records como parte del álbum Broken Strings - Single
2 de junio de 2026
Sello discográficoEchora Records
IdiomaEnglish
BPM87
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

You're just me in this wood, let's go Yeah, just me in this wood, let's go
I walked into the office, twenty minutes past nine
Boss said, pack it up kid, yeah you crossed the line
Lost my paycheck, lost my pride, driving home in the rain
Thought my girl would hold me down, but she was feeling the strain
She said, I'm too detached, always stuck in my head
Packed her bags by the evening, left an empty bed
Now my apartment is quiet, got a mountain of dead
And a box of photographs that I'm trying to forget
I messed it all up, I know
Watched the whole life I built just burn down to the floor
But I can't let it go
Found a dusty little case lying next to the door
Got these four strings playing on a broken heart
I lost everything, tore my whole world apart
But I'm moving on, yeah I'm finding my way
With a wooden little block that I'm learning to play
Yeah, my whole life crashed, but I'm making a tune
Singing out my lungs to an empty room
Look, I ain't got a plan B, and my savings are zero
Look in the mirror, definitely ain't a hero
Ruined the dates, missed the calls, pushed the people away
But somehow when I pluck a string, I know exactly what to say
It's the rhythm in my fingers, it's the beat in my chest
When my life is a total mess, yeah the music is best
Got my thumb on the fret, put my worries to bed
Getting out all the poison that was stuck in my head
I really made a mess
Watched the whole life I built just burn down to the floor
But I must confess
I don't think I've ever felt so alive before
Got these four strings playing on a broken heart
I lost everything, tore my whole world apart
But I'm moving on, yeah, I'm finding my way
With a wooden little block that I'm learning to play
Yeah, my whole life crashed, but I'm making a tune
Singing out my lungs to an empty room
I don't need a corner office, don't need a diamond ring
I just need a little space where I can sit and sing
Every mistake was a step and started right here
Making friends with the sound, letting go of the fear
Just keep moving
With these four strings playing on a broken heart
I lost everything, tore my whole world apart
But I'm moving on, yeah, I'm finding my way
With a wooden little block that I'm learning to play
Yeah, my whole life crashed, but I'm making a tune
Singing out my lungs to an empty room
You're just me and my youth
We're gonna be alright
Lost it all, but I found my sound
Written by: Muhammed Tabish kiani
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