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Seconds Away
Electronic
Seconds Away was released on October 3, 2025 by NEUF as a part of the album Phantom Power - EP
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Release DateOctober 3, 2025
LabelNEUF
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM49

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
eliade
eliade
Vocals
FAITH
FAITH
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eliade Krön
Eliade Krön
Songwriter
Faith Aylward
Faith Aylward
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eliade Krön
Eliade Krön
Producer
Faith Aylward
Faith Aylward
Producer

Lyrics

Voices in my
Voices in my
Voices in my
Voices in my
Voices in my
Voices in my head
It's only seconds away
It's thirty seconds to mars
Supernovas raining shooting stars
I ride my bike without no handlebars
(No handlebars)
No handlebars
Rockstars, jaguars
Can't f*** with us
Black Pantherers
The future's ours
The future's ours
(the future's ours)
Seconds away, uh
Seconds away, uh
Seconds away, uh
Seconds away, uh
Uh, Seconds away
(Put it down
Get another round
Rocking the speaker I know it's banging now
Shh! Voice is way too loud
Shh Shh!)
Baby won't you wait a little bit
I wouldn't wanna rush and ruin it
I feel it coming, grip is loosening
I'm dropping out
And tuning it
I change the view
I'm looking in
The steps I take
Intuitive
I wanna be
In unison
I think it's only seconds away, uh!
Ah, Take it down
Ah, How profound
How profound
I feel the wind as I sail the seven seas
I pull my dagger out like Ulysses
I draw a line in sand, no touching me
X marks the spot on maps, play hide and seek
I feel the wind, I sail the seven seas
I pull my dagger out like Ulysses
I draw a line in sand, no touching me
X marks the spot on maps, play hide and seek
(Can get lost sometimes, I think I'm losing my mind)
Coming at me like you know me
(Can get lost sometimes, don't even wanna think about it)
But I don't think you met the new me
(Can get lost sometimes, tell somebody I crossed that line)
Circumstances kinda funny
(Can get lost sometimes, can get)
Oh Oh
Clap if you think you've seen it all
Mirrors cracking getting hard to clean it all
Pop a pill, shoot a paracetamol
Strange clouds coming, they ain't seasonal
Slipping in a manic episode
Man this species needs a f****** antidote
God is looking at me through the telescope
It's now or never, boy you better blow
Written by: Eliade Krön, Faith Aylward
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