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🔥 "Under My Skin" is here! 🔥
Step into the world of Personne with their hauntingly beautiful new track, "Under My Skin." A deep, emotional journey that blends powerful lyrics and captivating melodies, this song will leave an imprint on your soul.

💭 Feel every beat, every word, as it seeps under your skin.
From the first note to the last, "Under My Skin" explores vulnerability, love, and the raw intensity of emotions that linger long after the moment has passed. A must-listen for anyone who’s ever been moved by a song that just hits different.

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Under My Skin

Subways

I wrote this album about the year I had coming out of a very dark depression. Creating these songs allowed me to express my loneliness and I hope you can find some comfort in them.

Dying Flowers

you talk different

Anxiety

We Were Not Two of a Kind

EASY

I sigh a silence through my sleeves
Speak in gestures no one reads
Smile like it’s muscle memory
I’ve learned to disappear clean

It’s easier to bruise in private
And wear the wound like design
Tell me I seem so calm—
Yeah, that’s the crime

I wear soft armor, stitched in sleep
Hollow chest but styled so deep
Every glance a warning sign
Every touch pre-redefined
I stay sharp wrapped in quiet grace
Nothing cuts if you erase the place

You ask why I never flinch
I’ve made numbness feel like skin
You hold the match like a dare
But I’m already not there-
Oh, oh, I'm already not there!

It’s easier to hide in pattern
Than gamble what's not returned
The burn you fear?
I’ve learned to yearn and not get burned

I wear soft armor, stitched in sleep
Hollow chest but styled so deep
Every glance a warning sign
Every touch pre-redefined
I stay sharp wrapped in quiet grace
Nothing cuts if you erase the place

Some call it fear, I call it form
Some call it love, I call it worn
If I never bleed, is it still a war?
If I never crack, is it still yours?

I wear soft armor, stitched in sleep
Hollow chest but styled so deep
Every glance a warning sign
Every touch pre-redefined
I stay sharp wrapped in quiet grace
Nothing cuts if you erase the place

Some call it fear, I call it form
Some call it love, I call it worn
I didn’t break—just changed the shape they thought was mine
Soft as armor, stitched to tear but I'll be fine.

Better Now

sethika

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