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Glass In My Pocket_r&b

Glass In My Pocket_r&b

@PaperCat

Quiet storm, mid-tempo R&B, smooth disco-funk, sensual electronic pop, silky nu-disco bassline, soft electric piano, atmospheric pads, 95 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 109 27.09.2026
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Текст песни

[Verse 1] You came in with wet hair And a bag of peaches in your hand I said I was doing fine But I was building walls of sand You saw through my disguise Like you read my mind somehow Now the room feels smaller When you're standing here right now [Chorus] Like a match I never strike I keep your name in my pocket And it burns all night I hate that I'm selfish I keep what you give me But I want your fire When I'm barely alive [Verse 2] Your mug on the counter Still has that red stain I rinse it and rinse it But the color stays the same You leave me a message I read it and freeze Then I act like a ghost In the shape of your keys [Chorus] Like a match I never strike I keep your name in my pocket And it burns all night I hate that I'm selfish I keep what you give me But I want your fire When I'm barely alive [Bridge] If you leave, I'll blame the weather If you stay, I'll break your sleep I keep asking for forever Then I never let it keep I know I twist your mercy Till it cuts me clean Still I reach for what you offered Like it's all that's left to need [Chorus] Like a match I never strike I keep your name in my pocket And it burns all night I hate that I'm selfish I keep what you give me But I want your fire When I'm barely alive [Outro] Take me home I'm a thief with a halo I keep your name in my pocket Like a match I never strike And it burns all night

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