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Bench Talk
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bench Talk was released on November 21, 2025 by MEMO Records as a part of the album Bench Talk - Single
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Release DateNovember 21, 2025
LabelMEMO Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MR.J
MR.J
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mateo R.J
Mateo R.J
Songwriter
carlos iv
carlos iv
Songwriter
Oscar P.A
Oscar P.A
Songwriter
Javier M.S
Javier M.S
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mateo Rodrigo
Mateo Rodrigo
Producer

Lyrics

We left Madrid half dead, suitcase on a prayer
Ten hours in transit just to breathe colder air
Santa Elizabeth watching while we change the fare
And it hit me, yo, we really dragged our lives out here
Zlín got no old town, but a vibe of its own
Factories, hills, grey paint on the dome
Otrokovice the hub, every track led home
Freezing platforms, planning routes on the phone
Xavier met us smiling, same laugh, no Czech
Didn't need the language, he had us, that's check
Brno turned chaos, bodies stacked on the deck
Avalanche at the door, crowds breaking the tech
Two a.m. we're done, but the train's at seven
Eyelids heavy, chasing first light like heaven
Slept on station floors, spine scraping the gravel
Keys hit nine a.m., blackout, end of travel
Four days, four countries, yeah, we kept that line
Four days, four countries, moving just fine
No sleep, no comfort, but we stayed aligned
Four days, four countries, stuck in our mind
Stuck in our mind
Stuck in our mind
Next day hit different, darkness stuck in our eyes
Óscar flew from Dublin, barely standing upright
Dragged him through the cold streets, breath turning to ice
Cave party by sunset, wrong place, perfect night
Four in three beds, one dropped to the floor
Cold air creeping in, bodies stiff and sore
Laughing in the darkness like we'd been here before
Waking up confused, not sure what day we wore
Train to Slovakia had that movie feel
Sitting in the diner car, scenes that don't feel real
Bratislava waiting with a vibe too real
Apartment looking like a '90s film, surreal
Dumplings couldn't fix us, whiskey kept us warm
Off key karaoke trying to keep form
Blonde, brunette, the giant at the door
Last night of the trip, we didn't need more
Four days, four countries, yeah, we kept that line
Four days, four countries, moving just fine
No sleep, no comfort, but we stayed aligned
Four days, four countries, stuck in our mind
Mind
Mind
Mind
Funny how four days can feel bigger than a year
Long trains, cold nights, but the mind gets clear
Distance hits different when your people are near
And somehow every moment felt sharper out there
We laughed through the tired, survived off the rush
Took photos we'll forget, but the feeling stays stuck
And just when it felt like life slowed up
No, no, no, fuck, it's over
Es un placer anunciarles que hemos aterrizado antes de la hora programada
Written by: Javier M.S, Mateo R.J, Oscar P.A, carlos iv
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