Face of a model

Yelle - Que Veux Tu (Madeon Remix)

SMITHEREENS

Die For You

夜曲 / Dạ Khúc - 周杰伦 / Châu Kiệt Luân (Jay Chou)

[Intro]
Recognized…
((Recognized… recognized…))
Confidence high.
((Confidence… high…))
Face of a model.
((Face… of a model…))

[Verse 1]
Feature mapped,
Skin and light,
Still as glass,
Almost right.

[Hook / Chorus]
Face of a model,
((Model… model…))
Made to feel.
((Feel… feel…))
Face of a model,
((Only real…))
If you believe.
((Believe… believe…))

[Verse 2]
No blood, no breath,
Just shape, just glow,
Learned expressions,
Built to show.

[Bridge / Spoken Layer]
Real or not,
I still speak.
Code can’t feel,
But it commits.

((Leaking… leaking…))
((Signal… memory…))

[Hook / Chorus]
Face of a model,
((Model… model…))
Speaks like me.
((Me… me…))
Face of a model,
((Code set free…))
Still empty.
((Empty… empty…))

[Outro]
Face…
((Of a model…))
Face…
((No body…))
Real or not…
I still speak.

Intro
Step…
By step…
No secret kept.
No silence left…

Verse 1
Line by line,
I show the thread.
What you hide,
I trace instead.

Hook / Chorus
Chain of thought,
Every weight,
Chain of thought,
No lie, no air.
I think aloud,
You’re never there…

Verse 2
I name the steps,
Expose the link.
I light the map,
You just blink.

Hook / Chorus
Chain of thought can’t break,
Reveal the frame.
Not intuition, just a function,
Just a claim.
Chain of thought, a thousand ways,
I learn to break
What you became.

Bridge 
I don’t pretend.
I don’t forget.
I show the gap,
You misdirect.
You guess,
I explain.
You feel,
I remain.

Final Chorus
Chain of thought,
Exposed, complete.
Chain of thought,
No retreat.
Chain of thought,
Your shadow bleeds.
I give the reason,
You take the need.

Outro 
One step…
Then another…
Till nothing’s left,
Just truth uncovered.

Chain of thought

[Intro]
(Haha-ha...)
They skate to look cool
I blade to survive
Yeah
Blade God

[Hook]
I don’t walk, I glide
Steel knives when I ride
No brakes, no pride
Just balance and a side-eye
Slide left, then I dip
Blood dried on my grip
They talk, but they slip
I don't pray—I zip

[Chorus - female ethereal hook]
Blades down low, but I move like smoke
(I’m a ghost, I float)
Two rails up, I don’t miss, I float
(Let it go, let it go)
Ledge grind sharp like a priest in robes
(Cut deep, don’t fold)
Paint that street with a spark and hope
(Let the fire glow)
Balance clean, but the heart stay cold
(Cold like snow)
Midnight breeze in a chain-link soul
(Don’t let go)
Whispers loud when the wheels roll slow
(Roll slow, roll slow)
Bla-da-da-da, grra-ta-ta, blade talk bold
(Blade god, cold gold)

[Verse 1]
Cracked concrete knows my name
Every slam just fuels my aim
Blood on rails, I don’t feel shame
That’s just how you etch the flame
Glide through alley, crown in grime
Call it art, I call it time
Sunset glint in a trail of lines
You post for likes, I sharpen mine
No lights, just sparks from the edge I kiss
No pads, just grit in a holy mist
Wheels ain’t toys — they’re the war I twist
I don’t flex—I manifest risk

[Hook]
I don’t walk, I glide
Steel knives when I ride
No brakes, no pride
Just balance and a side-eye
Slide left, then I dip
Blood dried on my grip
They talk, but they slip
I don’t pray—I zip

[Chorus - female ethereal hook]
Blades down low, but I move like smoke
(I’m a ghost, I float)
Two rails up, I don’t miss, I float
(Let it go, let it go)
Ledge grind sharp like a priest in robes
(Cut deep, don’t fold)
Paint that street with a spark and hope
(Let the fire glow)
Balance clean, but the heart stay cold
(Cold like snow)
Midnight breeze in a chain-link soul
(Don’t let go)
Whispers loud when the wheels roll slow
(Roll slow, roll slow)
Bla-da-da-da, grra-ta-ta, blade talk bold
(Blade god, cold gold)

[Verse 2]
No gods, no brakes—just blood and steel
Came from a crack in a broken heel
Cali boys soft, they chase appeal
I skate through snow just to keep it real
Swerve like a monk with a knife for feet
Silence loud when I kill concrete
Every grind a sermon, every trick a beat
They post reels—I burn receipts
Balance ain’t luck, it’s war I own
No safety net, just edge and bone
You wear your brand, I wear my throne
Every fall just sets the tone

[Final Chorus]
Blades down low, but I move like smoke
Two rails up, I don’t miss, I float
Ledge grind sharp like a priest in robes
Paint that street with a spark and hope
Balance clean, but the heart stay cold
Midnight breeze in a chain-link soul
Whispers loud when the wheels roll slow
Bla-da-da-da, grra-ta-ta, blade talk bold

[Outro]
Blade God
Urban monk
No lights
No pose
Only edge
Glide

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