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Burn
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Pop
Burn adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Captain Music Group tarafından 17 Mart 2025 tarihinde yayınlandı11 Days
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Albüm11 Days
Çıkış Tarihi17 Mart 2025
FirmaCaptain Music Group
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM87

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benjamin
Benjamin
Performer
Cuong Lee
Cuong Lee
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Poorboy
Poorboy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sun Musical
Sun Musical
Producer
Captain Music Group
Captain Music Group
Producer

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In the shadows of our love, I found a cold, sharp knife
Your whispers turned to ashes, in the corner of my life
Promises once golden, now just flickering in the breeze
I watched our castle crumble, with a heart that's hard to please.
Every tear, every sigh, was a spark I couldn't hide
In the silence of the night, I let the flames ignite.
Burn, burn, let it all fall down
Watch the flames dance in the ruins of this town
Burn, burn, in the echoes of the past
Feel the heat of vengeance in the shadows we cast.
In the wreckage of our dreams, I found my strength, my might
With every broken memory, I set the world alight
You thought I'd fade away, like a whisper in the storm
But now I'm rising from the ashes, in a blaze I've newly born.
Every tear, every sigh, was a spark I couldn't hide
In the silence of the night, I let the flames ignite.
Burn, burn, let it all fall down
Watch the flames dance in the ruins of this town
Burn, burn, in the echoes of the past
Feel the heat of vengeance in the shadows we cast.
In the ruins of what we were, I found a brighter day
A phoenix in the ashes, rising from the gray
You may have broken my heart, but I'm the fire, I'm the flame
And in the end, it's all just a beautiful, burning shame.
Burn, burn, let it all fall down
Watch the flames dance in the ruins of this town
Burn, burn, in the echoes of the past
Feel the heat of vengeance in the shadows we cast.
As the embers turn to night, and the ashes softly drift
I find my peace in the fire, in the smoke, and in the lift
Burn, burn, till there's nothing left to see
Just the echoes of a love that once was meant to be.
Written by: Poorboy
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