Midnight Reset
v4
@Death rider
Midnight Reset
v4
@Death rider
Текст песни
[Verse 1]
Glitter in the hallway
Last year on the floor
Empty plastic champagne cup
By the broken door
Phone full of almosts
Photos I can't keep
I laugh a little too loud
So I don't fall asleep
[Pre-Chorus]
Ten more seconds
Till we blame it on the clock
Same old questions
Will I change or will I stop?
[Chorus]
New year
Same heart
Brand new start
I don't know the ending but I'm here for the part
Where we count it down
Let it all fall out
New year
Same me
Trying again
If I mess it up
I'll just press reset
When the numbers roll
I get a little more soul
[Verse 2]
Friends on the balcony
Breath in the cold
Talking like prophets
Twenty-something and bold
We write on a napkin
Everything we'll do
Folding up a paper plan
Like it can't fall through
[Pre-Chorus]
Ten more seconds
Shouting over someone’s song
Same confessions
Maybe this time we'll be strong
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Here’s to the texts I never sent
To every almost
Every bent
To all the days that felt like waste
They brought me here
I'm glad they did
Raise your glass to every scar
Every quiet
Every hard
We’re not broken
Just in draft
Turning pages
Learning fast
[Chorus]
Glitter in the hallway
Last year on the floor
Empty plastic champagne cup
By the broken door
Phone full of almosts
Photos I can't keep
I laugh a little too loud
So I don't fall asleep
[Pre-Chorus]
Ten more seconds
Till we blame it on the clock
Same old questions
Will I change or will I stop?
[Chorus]
New year
Same heart
Brand new start
I don't know the ending but I'm here for the part
Where we count it down
Let it all fall out
New year
Same me
Trying again
If I mess it up
I'll just press reset
When the numbers roll
I get a little more soul
[Verse 2]
Friends on the balcony
Breath in the cold
Talking like prophets
Twenty-something and bold
We write on a napkin
Everything we'll do
Folding up a paper plan
Like it can't fall through
[Pre-Chorus]
Ten more seconds
Shouting over someone’s song
Same confessions
Maybe this time we'll be strong
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Here’s to the texts I never sent
To every almost
Every bent
To all the days that felt like waste
They brought me here
I'm glad they did
Raise your glass to every scar
Every quiet
Every hard
We’re not broken
Just in draft
Turning pages
Learning fast
[Chorus]
Стиль музыки
Bright pop with indie sparkle; clean electric guitar riffs over steady drums and warm bass. Verses stay tight and conversational, pre-chorus adds tambourine and rising synth pad, chorus bursts with stacked gang vocals and claps. Male or female vocals, very hook-forward, big last chorus with held notes and ad-libs.
