БРЭНДОН x KEYS UNDER MY TOUNGUE

━━━━━━━Б Р Э Н Д О Н x K E Y S U N D E R M Y T O U N G U E━━━━━━━━ DJ X x EthanLeungYanNok@SIE remixer Created for the Under the Covers challenge x Viibr Music (The AI Umbrella). Everyone contributes a track they’re happy to have covered. Those songs go into the pool, assignments are drawn, and each participant reimagines someone else’s work into a fresh new version. Original song: БРЭНДОН Original creator: @ohthatsjustbrandon Verson covered: @leungyannokmusic Cover and reinterpretation: DJ X / classyissue Made with Suno Studio: https://suno.com/studio?project_version_id=c6357455-ee5a-4707-adf2-bb22e90342ed ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Опять один на своей волне Сижу среди четырёх стен Дай бог дожить до перемен Brandon... Don’t wake the engine yet. The wallpaper kept my outline Like a bruise beneath the paint I held a key beneath my tongue Till the metal tasted blue Midnight left its fingerprints On every glass I never raised I taught the silence how to hold me Now it answers to my name Brandon, keep the dashboard dark Let the neighbours dream I’m gone I can hear the lock rehearsing What my mouth knew all along Keys under my tongue Rusted by the words I wouldn’t say Four walls learned the shape of me And wore it when I slipped away Keep the engine low, Brandon Let the street forget my face Tonight the lock forgets my name And the room wakes in my place Under my tongue Forget my name A montagem é o Brandon Keep it low Eu não vou dar PT Slip away I left the light on like an alibi Laid my shadow in the bed Packed the quiet in the backseat With the things I never said Every red light called me guilty Every mirror split in two Brandon blinked from one of them Like he knew what I would do The city opened like a wound I drove straight through the seam The rear-view held the room behind me Smaller than it used to be Keys under my tongue Rusted by the words I wouldn’t say Four walls learned the shape of me And wore it when I slipped away Keep the engine low, Brandon Let the street forget my face Tonight the lock forgets my name And the room wakes in my place У сумасшедшей женщины есть машина Но это я за рулём I blamed the road for every bruise. Both hands were mine. I called the cage a shelter So I wouldn’t have to choose Now the lock has lost its language And the key is mine to use A montagem é o Brandon Eu não vou dar PT My own hands My own wave No room gets to name me Brandon... Wake the engine. Keys under my tongue Ringing with the words I finally say Four walls kept my silhouette But never learned to breathe Turn the engine up, Brandon Let the street remember me Tonight I leave the lock its teeth And take the key with me Under my tongue My own hands My own wave A montagem é o Brandon Remember me Leave the lock Take the key Eu não vou dar PT Remember me Опять один на своей волне The room can keep the echo. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ English Translation Again alone, on my own wavelength Sitting within four walls God willing, I’ll live to see change Brandon... Don’t wake the engine yet. The wallpaper kept my outline Like a bruise beneath the paint I held a key beneath my tongue Till the metal tasted blue Midnight left its fingerprints On every glass I never raised I taught the silence how to hold me Now it answers to my name Brandon, keep the dashboard dark Let the neighbours dream I’m gone I can hear the lock rehearsing What my mouth knew all along Keys under my tongue Rusted by the words I wouldn’t say Four walls learned the shape of me And wore it when I slipped away Keep the engine low, Brandon Let the street forget my face Tonight the lock forgets my name And the room wakes in my place Under my tongue Forget my name The mix belongs to Brandon Keep it low I’m not going to lose control Slip away I left the light on like an alibi Laid my shadow in the bed Packed the quiet in the backseat With the things I never said Every red light called me guilty Every mirror split in two Brandon blinked from one of them Like he knew what I would do The city opened like a wound I drove straight through the seam The rear-view held the room behind me Smaller than it used to be Keys under my tongue Rusted by the words I wouldn’t say Four walls learned the shape of me And wore it when I slipped away Keep the engine low, Brandon Let the street forget my face Tonight the lock forgets my name And the room wakes in my place The crazy woman has a car But I’m the one behind the wheel I blamed the road for every bruise Both hands were mine I called the cage a shelter So I wouldn’t have to choose Now the lock has lost its language And the key is mine to use The mix belongs to Brandon I’m not going to lose control My own hands My own wave No room gets to name me Brandon... Wake the engine. Keys under my tongue Ringing with the words I finally say Four walls kept my silhouette But never learned to breathe Turn the engine up, Brandon Let the street remember me Tonight I leave the lock its teeth And take the key with me Under my tongue My own hands My own wave The mix belongs to Brandon Remember me Leave the lock Take the key I’m not going to lose control Remember me Again alone, on my own wavelength The room can keep the echo.