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The Holding Pattern

Hip-Hop/Rap

The Holding Pattern adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak The Oracle tarafından 29 Kasım 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıGhost Writer

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AlbümGhost Writer

Çıkış Tarihi29 Kasım 2025

FirmaThe Oracle

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM88

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

The Oracle

Mixed Artist

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dionisio Di Marzio

Dionisio Di Marzio

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

The Oracle

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

[Verse]

Caged in a maze, no escape, just the chatter,

Life on repeat, stuck in the holding pattern.

Clock hands tap dance, mocking my patience,

Dreams circling, grounded by obligations.

Concrete jungle, no vines to climb,

Every step forward feels like a rewind.

Heartbeat syncs with the bassline’s growl,

Shadows stretch long, predators prowl.

[Chorus]

Round and round, no landing in sight,

The holding pattern, circling through the night.

Wings clipped, trapped in flight,

The holding pattern, fight or ignite.

[Verse 2]

Skyscrapers loom like bars on a cell,

Hustle on the surface, but I’m stuck in this shell.

Turbulence of thoughts, no steady ground,

Echoes in my head, a looping sound.

Maps in my hands, destinations fade,

Every path forward, the same charade.

Pressure builds up, a boiling kettle scream,

But the pattern persists, stifling the dream.

[Chorus]

Round and round, no landing in sight,

The holding pattern, circling through the night.

Wings clipped, trapped in

[Verse]

Stuck in the spin, spiral tight like a noose

Time drips thick, syrup slow, no excuse

Echoes in the hall, shadowboxing my fears

Clock hands laughing, ticking away years

Dreams on pause, frozen in midair

No ladder, no rope, just a blank stare

Grimy windows, city breathing despair

Wings clipped, I’m a jet that don’t dare

[Chorus]

The holding pattern, circling the same zone

No touchdown, just a loop, I roam

The holding pattern, trapped in my own dome

Locked skies, nowhere to call home

[Verse 2]

Clouds like a prison, sky's a cold warden

Hope's a mirage, fading while I'm boarding

Maps crumpled, torn routes to the edge

Voices in static, promises that hedge

Basslines rumble, chest feels the quake

Words cut jagged, leave scars in their wake

Every loop tighter, horizon's a fake

Dreams chained heavy, can’t catch a break

[Bridge]

I scream, but the void just swallows

No echoes, no paths, just deep hollows

Cracked compass, directionless arrows

Flying blind, shadows on the meadows

Written by: Dionisio Di Marzio

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