霓虹像雨落在她睫毛

她點(diǎn)煙 把寂寞調(diào)成低音炮

首爾凌晨三點(diǎn) 心跳比鼓點(diǎn)更高

她笑說(shuō) love’s a ghost 卻不肯脫掉外套

我伸手 只摸到霧 和她發(fā)梢的chill

Bumkey 在副歌里哭 像舊磁帶倒帶

Dok2 的 sixteen bars 把玫瑰換成賬單

而我 把她的名字 寫進(jìn)下一拍空白

她轉(zhuǎn)身 把夜留在我的瞳孔里

像一首 播不完的 outro

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In the neon haze where the city bleeds,

LOYALTY whispers through the cracks of concrete hearts,

Ailee’s voice— a velvet dagger, slicing silence,

Dok2’s flow— gritty asphalt, unrepentant scars.

We crawl beneath moonlight’s fractured gaze,

Promises etched in bruises, not ink,

Echoes of footsteps syncing with basslines,

Trust a fragile currency, spent in shadows.

Groovy Room spins tales of devotion’s decay,

Where love and betrayal dance, entwined,

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