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South
21
Pop/Rock
South was released on December 5, 2025 by Rhythm & Poetry as a part of the album Chain Bridge Alley - EP
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Release DateDecember 5, 2025
LabelRhythm & Poetry
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marbelite
Marbelite
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Celine Bastl
Celine Bastl
Songwriter
Alexandra Lajta
Alexandra Lajta
Songwriter
Christian Miklos
Christian Miklos
Songwriter
Amanda Weckowski
Amanda Weckowski
Songwriter
Karoline Weiss
Karoline Weiss
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Raphael Fleck
Raphael Fleck
Producer

Lyrics

Saying sorry is not her kind of vibe
when he's thinking 'bout all the ways to make it right
Her heads tangled, too stubborn to admit
she's in the wrong, you and me know it
You close your eyes, you wish for the best
you say you'll make it like the request
I don't want you to punish yourself no more
She says stay upright, hold your chest high
but you're too scared to even reply
She took the wheel and drove us straight to the edge
1, 2, 3, 4
I hate the way she's been lurking in my
silence keeps her armed and stationed till it's
over the world you'd crawl but it's never
enough of this, give it up
No, I keep fighting, I keep lying to the voices in my head
She got me tangled, got me strangled between her fingertips
I won't, I won't let her words crawl into my mouth
She don't own the driver's seat, but she's driving south
and we're going south
You're getting kicked on with both feet
but don't know how to retreat
You're so clueless in different spots
but you're stuck, in search of words
I'm too stubborn that it hurts
it's no blessing it's a curse, yeah
I hate the way you're blaming yourself in my
silence you respond cause you don't know how to get
over this bridge you built yourself to crumble
enough of this, give it up
No, I keep fighting, I keep lying to the voices in my head
She got me tangled, got me strangled between her fingertips
I won't, I won't let her words crawl into my mouth
She don't own the driver's seat, but she's driving south
and we're going south
(Oh, how I hate hate her)
I tell you every single thing that's not even valuable
mentioning how you could do it better
(But I can't blame her)
You're the scapegoat when I'm angry, can't change
anything to soothe me, I feel sorry just to say it
(I'm the traitor)
Guess I'll always find the blame, but in you that's
not to name, it's a never ending story
(You're much greater)
I was never in the right, bet you would've treated
me right if I damn well let it
No, you keep fighting, you keep lying to the voices in your head
I got you tangled, got you strangled between my fingertips
I won't, I won't let my words hurt you again
She don't own the driver's seat, but she's driving south
and we're going south
Written by: Alexandra Lajta, Amanda Weckowski, Celine Bastl, Christian Miklos, Karoline Weiss
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