[Verse 1] Blank screen Heart loud Little voice humming in a quiet crowd One spark One phrase Turns the whole room into golden haze sofa stan on a notepad Chasing down a crooked melody You breathe life in a bare track Till it sounds like how it feels to be [Chorus] This is JSM Music Studio Where ideas grow from echo into overflow From a bedroom thought to a world‑class show We turn late‑night dreams into audio JSM Music Studio Line by line Till the story’s true From “I think I got something” To “yeah That sounds like you” [Verse 2] Move chairs Set stands Wrap a cable like you’re holding plans Red light Eyes closed Catch a fragile moment before it goes Tiny moves in the margins Pull a whisper right up to the light Every breath Every bar line Framed and polished till it sits just right [Chorus] This is JSM Music Studio Where ideas grow from echo into overflow From a bedroom thought to a world‑class show We turn late‑night dreams into audio JSM Music Studio Line by line Till the story’s true From “I think I got something” To “yeah That sounds like you” [Bridge] Every slider Every take Every answer to “one more?” you make Till the noise fades And the song stays Carved in air like your own name [Chorus] This is JSM Music Studio Where ideas grow from echo into overflow From a bedroom thought to a world‑class show We turn late‑night dreams into audio JSM Music Studio Line by line Till the story’s true From “I think I got something” To “yeah That sounds like you”