love.

love.

@Vasiliy Ostrovsky

male vocals, melancholic indie, chamber pop, male voice, male vocals, melancholic indie, chamber pop, male voice

992 08.10.2025
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Текст песни

[Verse 1] Winter wrapped our hands in fragile glass, Your shadow printed on the frozen grass. I carved our names in silent veins of snow, But spring arrived with things I’d never know. You found another smile, I lost the air, I stood outside, but you weren’t there. The streets were wet, my days were hollow, bare, A crowded world that wouldn’t care. [Chorus 1] The fate has cast my soul to roam alone, This is my crown, my weakness, my own stone. Strong in the quiet, weak in the dark, I hold my fire like a dying spark. [Verse 2] She had midnight hair, eyes of ocean flame, We crossed at a punk show, barely spoke my name. I was dressed in poems, in Tchaikovsky’s grace, She wore loud guitars and riot’s face. But in that glance I saw a thousand years, The home inside her heart that calmed my fears. I dreamed of winter coffee, children’s calls, Of nights beneath our painted walls. Yet smoke between us grew, it stained the light, A cigarette curtain swallowed sight. I tried to stand, but the fog was cruel, And all our closeness turned to fuel. Bridge (each line carries “fractured” or similar) Fractured breaths in the rooms we knew, Fractured dreams on the empty bed, Fractured prayers I never said, Fractured hope that we lose each day, Fractured heart I can’t give away. [Chorus 2 (more resolute)] Fate gave me shadows, left me the fire, I stand in ruins, but I still aspire. Strong when I break, weak when I plead, Love cuts me open — I still bleed. [Verse 3 (spoken-sung, almost whispered)] Every love I take, it kills me slow, Every gentle hand will let me go. I’d give my ground, I’d give the sky, But every gift turns to goodbye. You use the part of me that’s bare, Until there’s nothing left to share. [Outro] Loveless. Loveless. No one has touched the heart I hide, Loveless. Loveless. No one has seen the love inside. My chest is weary, the pulse has thinned, And here’s where all my roads will end. Love is fake. for me.

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