Продолжаю эксперименты со звуком, стилями и языком) Это уже 4-я итерация "On the tip of the tongue". Благодаря Лиззи @reezbeth и её снам, трек обрёл новую Dubовую жизнь) ▀ Folla [Verse 1] There's something I keep holding back Right where my voice breaks silently I feel it rising, then I crack And drown beneath its wave, devouring me [Verse 2] I watch you in the morning light So close, yet just a ghost This weight that keeps me up at night The space between us most [Chorus] On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) All the things I never said On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) Living in my heart instead On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) Waiting for the chance to run On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) Wishing for a kiss from my sun [Bridge] I've been saving up these feelings All the tenderness I hide Where their secret weight resides On the tip of my tongue, it bides [Chorus] On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) All the things I never said On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) Living in my heart instead On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) Waiting for the chance to run On the tip of my tongue... (On the tip of my tongue...) Wishing for a kiss from my sun [Outro] kiss from my sun... (kiss from my sun...) ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿⣿⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⣿⣿⠉ ⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿ ⣿⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⣿⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠉⠉⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠉⠉⣿⠉⠉⠉⣿
