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Ghesquiere
Steeve
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Blues
Steeve was released on March 2, 2026 by Ghesquiere as a part of the album Steeve & Roni
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AlbumSteeve & Roni
Release DateMarch 2, 2026
LabelGhesquiere
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM173

OVERVIEW

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghesquiere Steeve
Ghesquiere Steeve
Mixed Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghesquiere Steeve
Ghesquiere Steeve
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ghesquiere Steeve
Ghesquiere Steeve
Producer

Lyrics

Thirty years on the clock and his back is already torn,
No family frames, just the sidewalk where he was born.
Bred by the draft and the neon's hollow hum,
Raised by the pack, a nameless son with nowhere to run.
The street taught him to swing before he learned to speak,
Now there’s shadow in his veins and the light is getting weak.
Oh, Steeve, your heart’s down on the mat,
The countdown is ticking, and that’s a cold hard fact.
Between the blue neon glow and the fear in the grain,
Your soul’s an anvil, heavy with a lifetime of chain.
Alone in the crowd, guarding a door that won't close,
The blues is the only brother that you’ve ever known.
Standing by the club door, he’s a wall made of steel,
Watching drunken smiles and the dreams they try to steal.
He takes the insults like he took the uppercuts,
A marble-cold stare and a soul deep in the ruts.
He’s bolted the doors, he’s done looking for grace,
Only the chill of the night ever touches his face.
Oh, Steeve, your heart’s down on the mat,
The countdown is ticking, and that’s a cold hard fact.
Between the blue neon glow and the fear in the grain,
Your soul’s an anvil, heavy with a lifetime of chain.
Alone in the crowd, guarding a door that won't close,
The blues is the only brother that you’ve ever known.
At dawn he walks home to a room that has no sound,
Where his own reflection is nowhere to be found.
His hands are still heavy from the ghosts he had to fight,
In a cracked looking-glass, he’s the only target in sight.
No father for pride, no mother for the sting,
Just the tick of the clock, a hollow-hearted thing.
Oh, Steeve, the final round is through,
The shadow won the fight and it’s coming for you.
The ring is empty now, and the lights are fading fast,
Just your black blood boiling with the ghosts of the past.
Guardian of a hollow kingdom, drained of all your light,
The blues finally takes you... deep into the night.
Written by: Ghesquiere Steeve

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