Tell me

A slow-burn groove with moody chillwave keys lays the base, enriched by warm vinyl crackle and lush emotional reverb, Flamenco guitar weaves through indie pop noir textures, joined by smoky vocals and soft trap drums over minimal 808s, Dark pop and shadow R&B elements deepen the late-night atmosphere, delivering a distinctively layered Cha Core Ember Mix

Tell me, where did our luck even go?
You talk big cars, big cities, big shows 
but we still stuck in a place we don’t own,
livin’ on rent, tryna call it home.

You paint Paris like it’s on your map,
but we both know that’s just talk, all crap.
We grow up holdin' bargain bin dreams,
middle class hopes tied up at the seams.

Pick me up, hold me close if I stumble,
wipe my face if the world makes me crumble.
Ask me how my people been doin’ 
I’ll tell you more than you planned on hearin’.

If you call me late, lake water on your breath,
I’ll answer, even if I should rest.
Ask me how my circle’s been movin’ 
I’ll tell you more than you wanna know.

You swear you’re fine but your eyes say no,
brown on brown, then that red glow.
You ask me where we goin’ tonight like you own me,
like I owe you something holy.

A darkness swingin’ by your side,
danger hangin’ on you like pride.
Your temper dark, your humor cold 
and still I stay, like I’m controlled.

You act rough but I see through you,
all that noise just a cover you grew into.
Tell me “come close” like the world drifted away,
like I’m the only thing keepin’ you sane today.

Your bruised little ego, your wild little threats,
your taste for chaos, your quiet regrets 
I could call you out, but I never do,
’cause I know every storm that built you.

Pick me up, hold me close if I stumble,
wipe my face if the world makes me crumble.
Ask me how my people been doin’ 
I’ll tell you more than you planned on hearin’.

When you call me late, voice cracked and slow,
I answer soft, like I’ll never let go.
Ask me how my circle’s been movin’ 
I’ll tell you more than you wanna know.

You swear you’re fine but your eyes say no,
brown on brown, then that red glow.
You ask me where we goin’ tonight like you own me,
like I owe you something holy.

A darkness swingin’ by your side,
danger hangin’ on you like pride.
Your temper dark, your humor cold 
and still I stay, like I’m controlled.

just two lost kids walkin' each other home.
If you ask who I am to you tonight,
I’ll lie and say, “I’m alright.”

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Tell me, where did our luck even go? You talk big cars, big cities, big shows but we still stuck in a place we don’t own, livin’ on rent, tryna call it home. You paint Paris like it’s on your map, but we both know that’s just talk, all crap. We grow up holdin' bargain bin dreams, middle class hopes tied up at the seams. Pick me up, hold me close if I stumble, wipe my face if the world makes me crumble. Ask me how my people been doin’ I’ll tell you more than you planned on hearin’. If you call me late, lake water on your breath, I’ll answer, even if I should rest. Ask me how my circle’s been movin’ I’ll tell you more than you wanna know. You swear you’re fine but your eyes say no, brown on brown, then that red glow. You ask me where we goin’ tonight like you own me, like I owe you something holy. A darkness swingin’ by your side, danger hangin’ on you like pride. Your temper dark, your humor cold and still I stay, like I’m controlled. You act rough but I see through you, all that noise just a cover you grew into. Tell me “come close” like the world drifted away, like I’m the only thing keepin’ you sane today. Your bruised little ego, your wild little threats, your taste for chaos, your quiet regrets I could call you out, but I never do, ’cause I know every storm that built you. Pick me up, hold me close if I stumble, wipe my face if the world makes me crumble. Ask me how my people been doin’ I’ll tell you more than you planned on hearin’. When you call me late, voice cracked and slow, I answer soft, like I’ll never let go. Ask me how my circle’s been movin’ I’ll tell you more than you wanna know. You swear you’re fine but your eyes say no, brown on brown, then that red glow. You ask me where we goin’ tonight like you own me, like I owe you something holy. A darkness swingin’ by your side, danger hangin’ on you like pride. Your temper dark, your humor cold and still I stay, like I’m controlled. just two lost kids walkin' each other home. If you ask who I am to you tonight, I’ll lie and say, “I’m alright.”

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