╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━✦༺✦༻✦━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄, 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂 & 𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐄 © 2025 𝑶𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑴𝑬 © 2025 All Rights Reserved ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━✦༺✦༻✦━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ 𝙎𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙨 ＋ 𝙎𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙮: https://hyperfollow.com/JUSIME 𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙤 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚: https://suno.com/@jusime 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰! 💙 ✦༺❖༻✦༺❖༻✦༺❖༻✦༺❖༻✦ [Intro] We’re not broken – just boybanded and branded. (”Ooh, sing it now”) [Verse 1] You said we’re too emotional but you cried to our debut track. (“Did you cry?”) I’ve been dressing up my damage in faded hoodies and quiet laughs. We never learned to settle down— just how to harmonize a heartbreak. (“That’s real…”) Still dreaming like we’re sixteen, but bleeding like we mean it. (“Bleedin’, yeah”) (“like we mean it”) [Pre-Chorus] We dance like fools in basements, singing to ceiling tiles. Our future’s cracked and quiet— but at least we sing in style. [Chorus] We’re boys like us, lost in glitter and guts. (“Ooh yeah!”) Wrote our therapy in 4/4 time, with hearts we duct-taped up. We’re not okay, but we’re catchy, meltdown dressed in harmony. We’re boys like us! Cryin’ on beat and never givin’ up. (“Never givin’ up!”) [Verse 2] He said, “Love’s a losing battle,” so we turned it into a verse. (“Turn it up…") Dropped a hook like “I miss you,” and suddenly it kinda hurts. (“Hurts so good”) Our group chat reads like therapy, our car rides hum like truth. (“True that”) We play our pain in major chords and miss our teenage youth. (“Where’d it go?”) [Pre-Chorus] We laughed until it felt like truth, you said, “Man, this one’s too real.” We stitched our trauma into tracks and pressed ‘record’ just to feel. (“Press play... feel again”) [Chorus] We’re boys like us, with scars we make sing. We turn our breakdowns into bridges, and fears into harmony strings. We’re not alright—but we’re golden, with voices loud and open. We’re boys like us! Cryin’ on beat and never givin’ up. (“We won’t stop now!”) [Breakdown] You said, “This can’t be real life...” But it is. And we’re still here, still singin’, still feelin’— (“Still feelin’ ”) [Bridge] We don’t need to be fixed— just heard. (“Just heard…") Every lyric's a lifeline, every verse, a return. They told us to man up— but we learned how to feel. (“Feel it, feel it!”) Boys like us were made to heal. [Final Chorus] We’re boys like us, no filters, no fronts. We wear our hearts out loud, on sleeves we never buttoned up. We’re not fine! But we’re still here! (“Still here!”) And we’ll shout it to the sky— We’re boys like us! Cryin’ on beat and never sayin’ goodbye.
