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Superstition
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Superstition è stato pubblicato il 8 gennaio 2026 da Ear Drum come parte dell'album Silly Vanilly
8 gennaio 2026
EtichettaEar Drum
LinguaEnglish
BPM97
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

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Video musicale

Testi

She got candles burnin' every night
Whispers to the moon like it's her lifeline
Carries crystals in her Louis bag
Reads the cards when the world turns bad
Won't step on cracks, won't walk alone
Says the stars been callin' her phone
She don't kiss unless the air feels right
Says, "My aura's off, come back some other night"
She swears the universe be talkin' loud
Hears it in the thunder, sees it in the clouds
Won't love unless the numbers align
She's got fate on speed dial, baby, all the time
She's so damn superstitious
Got me runnin' from my wishes
Sayin' don't touch me, we're mercury wild
But I'm caught in the spell, can't help this smile, yeah
She moves like a mystery sign
Sippin' red wine with a crooked line
I don't know what's wrong or right
But I'm still dancin' in her little signs
She got bracelets made in Medellín
Wears 'em tight, says they keep her clean
Burns sage after every fight
Then says, "Maybe this just ain't our life"
She won't sleep with mirrors near the bed
Tells me dreams of portals to the dead
I laugh, but I play along
'Cause damn, even her ghost got a thong
She say, "Karma never takes a break"
"And love's a game that spirits play"
She look at me with them bruja eyes
And I swear I see my fate inside
She's so damn superstitious
Got me runnin' from my wishes
Sayin' don't touch me, we're mercury wild
But I'm caught in the spell, can't help this smile, yeah
She moves like a mystery sign
Sippin' red wine with a crooked line
I don't know what's wrong or right
But I'm still dancin' in her little signs
Ay, mami, tú me tienes bajo luna llena
Con tu magia negra, me quema
No sé si esto es real o suerte
Pero contigo, baby, I forget the rest
She tosses salt over her shoulder
Won't kiss me if the room's too colder
If the clock hits 11:11
She makes a wish like it's a prayer to heaven
She's so damn superstitious
Got me prayin' for permission
Sayin' don't love me under cursed skies
But her lips taste like paradise, yeah
She moves like a mystery sign
Sippin' red wine with a crooked line
Whatever spell she put on mine
I'm still dancin' in her little signs
Don't walk under ladders, baby
Walk with me
Written by: Roman Polishchuk
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