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Dialtone
album cover
Dialtoneは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年3月4日にgraphによりリリースされましたFunkaradio #30
アルバムFunkaradio #30
2026年3月4日
レーベルgraph
言語English
BPM90
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

歌詞

Late bus
Fogged glass
Forehead on the window
High-tops dangling in the aisle
Phone at 2%
City rolling in slow motion
Saw my face
Ghosted in the plexiglass reflection
Eyes red from the after-school hustle
Smelling fry grease
Chalk dust
Cheap cologne
Mom's voice
Folded in a voicemail I kept replaying
"Call when you land
Baby"
I was only five stops from home
I grew up on dial tones and loose change
Coins on the counter
Prayers in the couch
Static from the bedroom radio
Teaching me the long way 'round
I grew up off half-finished notebooks
Late-night light from the hallway door
If I never had much
I had hope
Now I'm coming of age
Asking life for more (oh yeah)
Corner store
Owner knew my name
But not my plans
Trading summer for a stack of errands
Bikes leaned crooked by the ice machine
Hand-me-down
Dreams two sizes too baggy
Still I wore 'em out in every mirror
Practicing a voice that didn't crack on truth
Friends split
Some chased smoke
Some chased sirens
We skipped rocks over rumors and fences
Promised we'd all make it
Some only halfway did
I grew up on dial tones and loose change
Coins on the counter
Prayers in the couch
Static from the bedroom radio
Teaching me the long way 'round
I grew up off half-finished notebooks
Late-night light from the hallway door
If I never had much
I had hope
Now I'm coming of age
Asking life for more (oh yeah)
Now the late-night host says my hometown's name
Between the scores and the weather report
I'm laughing in an apartment I pay for
With words that used to crowd in the margins
I grew up on dial tones and loose change
Coins on the counter
Prayers in the couch
Static from the bedroom radio
Singing me a map out the dark
I grew up off half-finished notebooks
But I'm writing on the front page now
If I never had much
I had hope
Still that same kid
Just louder somehow (oh yeah)
I grew up on dial tones and loose change
Coins on the counter
Prayers in the couch
Static from the bedroom radio
Teaching me the long way 'round
I grew up off half-finished notebooks
Late-night light from the hallway door
If I never had much
I had hope
Now I'm coming of age
Asking life for more (oh yeah)
Written by: shigemaru graph
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