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Memory Rush Hour
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Memory Rush Hour was released on December 26, 2025 by Flaancky as a part of the album Memory Rush Hour - Single
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Release DateDecember 26, 2025
LabelFlaancky
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sergey Mossolov
Sergey Mossolov
Composer

Lyrics

Train brakes sigh the city folds its map
I press my palm to glass and watch the past tap back
Window shows a face that used to know my name
Half-smile, cigarette glow, I don't try to blame
Ticket in my pocket with a stamp from '09
A coffee ring that looks like the shape of a line
Horn mixes with a voice that still says "come home"
Somebody's laughter in the stairwell, chrome on chrome
Bread smell from the bakery and a shout two floors down
A kid kicks a bottle, it rolls past my town
I count the lights like chapters, red, then green repeat
Every stop is a headline where my old ghosts meet
Too many exits, too few places stay
Memories pile up where my compass gives way
It's rush hour in my head faces all collide
Fading polaroids and nights I can't rewind
I'm stuck in a traffic of what used to be
Memory rush hour someone slow this speed
Someone slow the speed
A name on a voicemail I don't want to press
A sweater on the stair, a laugh that I miss
Receipt in the glovebox a date I can't keep
The sound of a joke that made the ceiling leak
I pass the corner where we split like old rope
The florist still sells regret with a ribbon of hope
An old busker hums the song that fixed a fight
I look away fast, keep my hands in the light
Snapshots on the dashboard peer like little lies
Each one a small city where a different truth hides
Signal turns amber, the crowd holds its breath
I'm driving through memories crowded as death
It's rush hour in my head faces all collide
Fading polaroids and nights I can't rewind
Stalled on the overpass of everything we said
Memory rush hour merging lanes of lead
Two voices in my head one wants to leave, one wants to stay
They argue in the stairwell, they bargain in the rain
Take the left, forget the rest
Hold the line, count one more step
The lights flick - somebody's calling my old name
I don't want a museum don't put me behind glass
These streets are my atlas, not a place you pass
Stop the lights! Let me out!
Let me breathe between the shouts!
It's rush hour in my head faces all collide
Fading polaroids and nights I can't rewind
I'm learning to brake, to choose a quieter route
Memory rush hour I'm stepping out of the crowd
Train moves on my pockets keep their weight
Train moves on my pockets keep their weight
Someone slow the speed
Written by: Sergey Mossolov
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