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It's midnight_r&b

It's midnight_r&b

@PaperCat

Quiet storm, mid-tempo R&B, smooth disco-funk, sensual electronic pop, silky nu-disco bassline, soft electric piano, atmospheric pads, 90 bpm, instrumental only; rounded syncopated bass, feather-light four-on-the-floor pulse with crisp muted percussion, gentle electric-piano chord voicings, airy pad swells, polished intimate mix, gradual layering and a smooth instrumental outro.

v6 99 28.09.2026
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[Verse 1] It's midnight in my head, the beast is waking slow A familiar demon whispers things I shouldn't know He holds a mirror to me, I see a pale and hollow ghost I'm running through the hallways of a mansion with no end The doors slam shut behind me, I'm naked and condemned I feel his cold claws tracing down my spine [Chorus] And I found a map to cities made of fog Abandoned stations where the trains no longer call But in every refuge, I still see his face He took away my memories, burned every page I leave behind the laughter and the love I used to know Fading photographs and promises in pieces on the floor [Verse 2] And what if I just stopped now? What if I turned to fight? This demon's just a shadow, a fear I can't outrun tonight These places that don't exist, they're just my ruined heart I'm running through the hallways of a mansion with no end The doors slam shut behind me, I'm naked and condemned I feel his cold claws tracing down my spine [Chorus] And I found a map to cities made of fog Abandoned stations where the trains no longer call But in every refuge, I still see his face He took away my memories, burned every page I leave behind the laughter and the love I used to know Fading photographs and promises in pieces on the floor [Bridge] Maybe the beast is just my own reflection staring back Maybe the mansion's walls are built from everything I lack Maybe the fog, the empty trains, the gardens in the sky Are just the places where my broken spirit learned to hide [Chorus] And I found a map to cities made of fog Abandoned stations where the trains no longer call But in every refuge, I still see his face He took away my memories, burned every page I leave behind the laughter and the love I used to know Fading photographs and promises in pieces on the floor [Outro] It's midnight in my head, the beast is waking slow A familiar demon whispers things I shouldn't know But maybe if I face him, maybe if I stay The fog will lift, the trains will run, and I will find my way

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