[Verse 1] Sourav You walk in late Backpack torn But your smile’s brand new Ink on your hands Plans in your head Laugh like you already broke through
[Chorus] Sourav You’re a wildfire starting Tiny spark in a small dark room Every step Yeah The ground feels different World keeps shifting just to make you room Sourav Keep your heartbeat louder Than every doubt that ever called your name Sourav Sourav Run your own strange game
[Verse 2] Coffee stains on your white T-shirt Phone full of half-finished dreams You miss the bus Still hum that idea Turn all these detours into scenes
[Bridge] They’ll say “slow down” You just tighten both your laces They’ll draw lines You just dance around their traces [whispered vocals] “Sourav” Then the crowd shouts back your name
[Chorus]
Style de musique
Bright indie-pop with a touch of alt-rock grit; palm-muted electric guitars in the verse, then big open chords and group “whoa”s in the chorus. Punchy live drums, warm bass, and a few glimmering synth plucks. Male vocals with a conversational tone that flips to an anthemic belt on the hook.