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Life In Shades of Soul 1 by Đồng

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Life In Shades of Soul 1

emotional rap

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[Verse 1]
Midnight flickers on the cracked pavement,
Jacket pulled tight against the chill breeze.
Footsteps blend with the ragged hums of the city’s breath,
And I’m tangled in a question I can’t squeeze.
Phones buzz silent like forgotten friends,
Coffee stains map the mornings I lost.
Each shadow hides a story I’m too raw to tell,
Every street corner collects my cost.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands trembling on the edge of giving in,
But there’s a weight that pulls me back from where I’ve been.
Caught between the cracks, searching for gold,
Fighting for light in a world turned cold.
[Chorus]
I’m walking through life in bruised colors, worn and bold,
Scars like constellations on a skin that won’t fold.
No promises of easy, no scripts that feel right,
Just a heartbeat that won’t hush through the darkest night.
[Verse 2]
Words sink deep like rain through rusted rooftops,
Triggers snap, but the silence fills my lungs.
I wear mistakes like badges in a lost parade,
Each step forward feels both shattered and sprung.
Phone calls in the middle of nowhere nights,
Laughs that stopped too soon, memories that bite.
I’m chasing a breath I might never catch,
Between the lines of pain and scratched hopes’ patch.
[Pre-Chorus]
Fingertips reaching past the fading doubt,
Holding onto flames that flicker—still they pout.
The road’s a puzzle, pieces slick and cold,
But I’m scribbling my name in a story untold.
[Chorus]
I’m walking through life in bruised colors, worn and bold,
Scars like constellations on a skin that won’t fold.
No promises of easy, no scripts that feel right,
Just a heartbeat that won’t hush through the darkest night.
[Bridge]
And maybe the dawn isn’t a sunrise I control,
But a crack in the ceiling where the stories unfold.
I’ll gather these fragments—raw, real, and scarred,
Build from broken—a shelter in the yard.
[Chorus]
I’m walking through life in bruised colors, worn and bold,
Scars like constellations on a skin that won’t fold.
No promises of easy, no scripts that feel right,
Just a heartbeat that won’t hush through the darkest night.
[Outro]
So here I stand, with my shadows and light,
A knotted thread weaving through the night.
Life in shades less quiet, less controlled—
A story unfinished, a soul not sold.