Добавить
Уведомления

After the Lights Fade - После того, как погаснет свет

After the Lights Fade - После того, как погаснет свет #edgy #alternative #electric #guitar #driven [Verse] The neon's tired shadows shake Empty glasses hearts that ache Blank faces wear a paper smile This madness lingers for a while [Chorus] After the lights fade secrets ignite Words we shouldn't said at midnight Echoes of chaos spilled on the floor Lost in the haze we crave even more [Verse 2] Cigarette smoke a ghostly thread Spinning tales of love misread Eyes meet but nothing's clear The music whispers you're still here [Bridge] Cracked mirrors show a fractured frame Who's to blame when we're all the same The bassline hums a wicked tone In this crowd we still feel alone [Chorus] After the lights fade secrets ignite Words we shouldn't said at midnight Echoes of chaos spilled on the floor Lost in the haze we crave even more [Verse 3] Microphone static city's breath Every promise tastes like regret The morning sun will bring its sting But for now we grasp the ending's sting

12+
4 просмотра
6 месяцев назад
16 мая 2025 г.
12+
4 просмотра
6 месяцев назад
16 мая 2025 г.

After the Lights Fade - После того, как погаснет свет #edgy #alternative #electric #guitar #driven [Verse] The neon's tired shadows shake Empty glasses hearts that ache Blank faces wear a paper smile This madness lingers for a while [Chorus] After the lights fade secrets ignite Words we shouldn't said at midnight Echoes of chaos spilled on the floor Lost in the haze we crave even more [Verse 2] Cigarette smoke a ghostly thread Spinning tales of love misread Eyes meet but nothing's clear The music whispers you're still here [Bridge] Cracked mirrors show a fractured frame Who's to blame when we're all the same The bassline hums a wicked tone In this crowd we still feel alone [Chorus] After the lights fade secrets ignite Words we shouldn't said at midnight Echoes of chaos spilled on the floor Lost in the haze we crave even more [Verse 3] Microphone static city's breath Every promise tastes like regret The morning sun will bring its sting But for now we grasp the ending's sting

, чтобы оставлять комментарии