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Different Lives
Pop
Different Lives 由 MAX Aison 于 2026年6月3日 发行,作为专辑“Different Lives - Single”的一部分。
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发行日期2026年6月3日
唱片公司MAX Aison
语言English
旋律性
不插电
Valence
舞蹈性
能量
BPM84

制作

出演艺人
MAX Aison
MAX Aison
表演者
作曲和作词
MAX Aison
MAX Aison
作词

歌词

[Intro]
Every day… we pass thousands of lives.
Most of them disappear before we even notice.
Some… leave a trace.
And one of them—
is still becoming.
Your
[Verse 1]
Window seat, city blurred in grey
Raindrops racing, trying to escape
My reflection caught in the light
Half in the now, half out of sight
There’s a woman dressed in quiet gold
Moving like her story’s already told
Every step like she knows the cost
But you never see what she’s lost
(huh… yeah… mmm…)
[Pre-Chorus]
And I wonder… is it chance or design?
Are we drifting… or reading the signs?
[Chorus]
How many lives pass me by?
How many worlds in a blink of an eye?
One street, a thousand different skies
Same world, but a million lives
Where do I go, where do I start?
Is it fate or a change of heart?
If I wait, will I miss my time?
Or am I just one passing life?
(ooh… yeah… yeah…)
[Verse 2]
Next stop, a mother holding tight
Little hand reaching for her light
Tired eyes but a steady smile
Love that carries every mile
On the corner, a man unseen
Paper cup and a life between
Every scar that he hides away
Still finds a voice in the rain
(uhmm...)
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m thinking… what breaks, what aligns?
What one moment redraws a life?
[Chorus]
How many lives pass me by?
How many turns rewrite the lines?
One choice and the whole world slides
Left or right into different lives
Where do I fall in this design?
What if I cross the wrong line?
If I run, if I take my time
Am I shaping or passing by?
(yeah… yeah…)
[Bridge]
Maybe it’s a word we never said
Maybe it’s a step we never take
Maybe it’s a fear we learned to keep
Or a dream we buried deep
We’re reflections in moving light
Crossing paths in day and night
Every life a fragile spark
Trying to outshine the dark
(ahhh...)
[Final Chorus]
How many lives live in me?
How many selves could I be?
Same road, but infinity
Every step writes identity
I won’t fade, I won’t resign
I’ll draw my name across the line
If I’m just one passing life…
I’ll make it truly mine
(yeah… yeah… yeah...)
[Outro]
Soft bus sounds return, raindrops, distant traffic
Maybe there’s no perfect path…
No clear direction waiting for you.
Just moments.
Just choices.
Just movement.
So maybe the question isn’t…
where life will take you—
…but whether you’ll decide…
to take it somewhere.
(pass… pass… passing lives…)
Written by: MAX Aison
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