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Streetlight Tape 1 by AI Composer

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Streetlight Tape 1 by AI Composer - Lo-Fi Song music cover art

Streetlight Tape 1

Lo-Fi Song

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Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.
Soft vinyl crackle at late night's sight, A chipped mug cools where we used to lie,
Tape his folds, the corners of the room, Streetlight paints the silence in pale bloom.
Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.
Under the streetlamps glow, our tape unwinds, Vinyl crackle keeps the corners of the night,
Your chipped mug cools where we left our quiet fights, Unread messages blink like small contraband.
Fading tape of us beneath the streetlight, Vinyl whispers where our promises lie,
Our chipped mug cools on the windowsill tonight, Learning how to let the light go dim,
The suitcase by the door still tastes like goodbye.
Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm.
Playlist on repeat, songs we both once knew, The hallway keeps your shadow in the blue,
Phone screen soft and blank, no answer, just the hushed.
Fading tape of us beneath the streetlight, Vinyl whispers and one small memory survives,
Your chipped mug still holds the heat of you tonight, Learning how to leave the rest behind.
I fold your sweater into quiet paper planes, Slide it in a box with Polaroids and refrains,
The laughter deadly loud now slipped through my hands, I close the door, breathe in, and learn to stay.
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah.
Fading echoes of us beneath this streetlight, learning how to turn the silence into dust.
All scratched up, record spins, it's less of what it asked.
All stuck, record spins, it's less of what I hate.
That chipmunk eats the scent of us.
Let the night keep tape, piss, and bottle glow.
Late coffee cools where our small worlds used to flow.
The streetlight folds a page, and I walk on.
A quiet song remains in my head.
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah.