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Oxytocin Echoes by Z

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Oxytocin Echoes by Z - Indie Pop / Pop With Hip Hop Bridge music cover art

Oxytocin Echoes

Indie Pop / Pop With Hip Hop Bridge

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Ooooooooh
Laughter spills down these painted halls, sneakers on the floor, sunlight skips across the lockers, bright like an open door.
We traded notes behind the teacher's back, a torn exam for a grin. Coffee at midnight on a courtyard bench, where our mischief would begin.
We bunked at one dumb lecture, laughed at how the world would stare. Small rules we bent, harmless sparks, the traffic of our care.
Every stolen smile, every quick glance we stole. Little sparks that lit our souls kept the dark from taking hold.
Hold this heartbeat, let it swell, feel the gravity grow.
A single chorus building up to the things we already know.
Oxytocin echoes in the halls we run and roam.
Oxytocin echoes, little lights that pull me home.
Though next winter won't find us here and classes change and faces go.
Oxytocin echoes and these memories will glow.
I see us scattered with suitcases and new street names chasing neon office windows and city lights that call our names.
The laughter thins to voicemail tones, souvenirs in shoebox piles. I'll pass that courtyard bench and grin, replay our midnight smiles.
The jokes, the pranks, the rooftop songs, a hoodie tossed aside. Bum classes, coffee stains, the nights we ran too wide.
I can't stay, you can't stay, truth folds like folded maps, but I'll carry every footprint that we left along the tracks.
Close your eyes and take the beat, feel the echo in your chest.
A little hook, a little home, a memory that rests.
Oxytocin echoes in the halls we run and roam.
Oxytocin echoes, little lights that pull me home.
Though next winter won't find us here and classes change and faces go.
Oxytocin echoes and these memories will glow.
Hallway chatter, sneakers scatter, laughter like a pattern. Bunked a Monday lecture, teacher caught naps in the back man.
Torn exam paper, doodles in the margin, midnight coffee sipping. Courtyard confessions, whispered bets, our whole world we were flipping.
Time ticks fast, next act cast, new roles and passport stamps. Friends scatter, plans shatter, chase lights and bigger lamps.
But etched in the brain, the sunlight lain, the echo won't decay. Oxytocin in my chest, chemistry that won't betray.
Though the years will pull the maps apart, these moments live inside.
Close my eyes and feel the warmth, the tumble and the tide.
The echo of our laughter folds soft into the sun.
Memories glow golden long after the story's done.
Oxytocin echoes in the halls we run and roam.
Oxytocin echoes, little lights that pull me home.
Friends I hold close may drift away, their footsteps fade and roam.
Oxytocin echoes and these memories bring me home.