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Cigarette Stars and Midnight Brew (Lyric Video)
đŦ LYRIC VIDEO âĸ "Cigarette Stars and Midnight Brew" â Os VÃŗrtice đĩ Ouça a mÃēsica completa no Dexbom: https://dexbom.com/track/p23hB9jOEptF6l4 ââââââââââââââââââ đ LETRA ââââââââââââââââââ đļ Verso Smoke curls up like a secret I canât keep Cupâs gone cold but Iâm still on the edge Your nameâs a ghost in the neon street And this motelâs got a soul thatâs overdue for a pledge ⨠PrÊ-refrÃŖo Weâre two ghosts in a borrowed room With dreams too tired to burn You laugh like itâs all just a game But the clock says 3 a.m. and weâre still turning đ RefrÃŖo Oh, weâre burning slow, just like these cigarettes Smoking lies in the quiet, no regrets Coffeeâs bitter, but the momentâs sweet Two lost souls on a balcony at 3 a.m. Yeah, weâre not running, weâre just letting go Two cigarettes, one dream, and no one else knows đļ Verso You say the worldâs too loud, so we hide in the hum Of a ceiling fan and the hum of the sign Weâre not in love, weâre not in sum Just two sparks in a half-lit line ⨠PrÊ-refrÃŖo Weâre not heroes, weâre not broken Just a pause in the storyâs flow And the moonâs a sly old drunk Whoâs watching us through the show đ RefrÃŖo Oh, weâre burning slow, just like these cigarettes Smoking lies in the quiet, no regrets Coffeeâs bitter, but the momentâs sweet Two lost souls on a balcony at 3 a.m. Yeah, weâre not running, weâre just letting go Two cigarettes, one dream, and no one else knows đ Ponte The sun donât care, the sheets donât burn Weâre just passing through like ghosts in a turn One more sip, one more puff, one more lie But the nightâs too thick to say goodbye đ RefrÃŖo Oh, weâre burning slow, just like these cigarettes Smoking lies in the quiet, no regrets Coffeeâs bitter, but the momentâs sweet Two lost souls on a balcony at 3 a.m. Yeah, weâre not running, weâre just letting go Two cigarettes, one dream, and no one else knows đĩ Final Just two cigarettesâĻ One dreamâĻ No one else knowsâĻ (Whispered) At 3 a.m. ââââââââââââââââââ đ¤ Clipe e mÃēsica criados por InteligÃĒncia Artificial ¡ Projeto Dexbom AI #LyricVideo #Dexbom