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Verse 1 (UK cadence – sad, fast-spoken)

I hear your name in the lamplight hum,

Street still wet where the night’s begun.

Your face in the steam on a café glass,

I blink too long and the moment’s past.

Your laugh was a kingdom, your touch a flame,

Now I’m just ash with a different name.

You said “we’re fine,” but the vowels felt torn,

Like a half-spilled prayer on a Sunday morn.

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Pre-Chorus (Hooky, metabolic phrases)

Can’t rewind the skyline, can’t fix the frame,

Every word we swallowed still tastes the same.

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Chorus (Soaring, heartbreaking)

🎶 I’ve got glassbones, shatterin’ through,

Every crack in the silence still points back to you.

Metaphors bleeding, I choke on the sound,

Love was a kingdom, now it’s battleground.

Yeah, I’ve got glassbones, breakin’ in two,

But every fracture still belongs to you. 🎶

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Verse 2 (UK cadence, semi-fast)

You said “carry on” but your tone betrayed,

Like a map with no compass, I lost my way.

Your smile was a weapon, soft and sharp,

Now I’m bleeding ink from a broken heart.

These nights taste bitter, metallic, cold,

Your absence a story that’ll never be told.

I try new pages, but the ink won’t stay,

Every line dissolves when I write your name.

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Pre-Chorus (Hooky)

Can’t erase the echoes, can’t mend the tune,

Your ghost still lingers in every room.

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Chorus (Soaring, Catchy, full of hooks)

🎶 I’ve got glassbones, shatterin’ through,

Every crack in the silence still points back to you.

Metaphors bleeding, I choke on the sound,

Love was a kingdom, now it’s battleground.

Yeah, I’ve got glassbones, breakin’ in two,

But every fracture still belongs to you. 🎶

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Bridge (Lift, haunting – original phrasing)

Ohhh, your shadow’s an orbit, draggin’ me near,

Ohhh, I’m gravity’s captive, stuck in your sphere.

Invented words spill like unbroken hymns,

A requiem carved in the shape of your sins.

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Final Chorus (Big, heartbreaking, repeated hooks)

🎶 I’ve got glassbones, shatterin’ through,

Every crack in the silence still points back to you.

Even when I’m hollow, even when I’m bruised,

The weight of your memory is the anchor I choose.

Yeah, I’ve got glassbones, fragile and true,

Every break I carry still belongs to you. 🎶