'Under Paris Sky' - Dark Guitar Pop Type Beat (Teddy Swims Type Beat)

Produced by tunnA Beatz & Golds House.

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[CherrySheesh]

(tunnA always helps me inspire my own songs from good artists and always gives me so much idea with all of the songs that I wrote!! 💕)

NEW ME (Lyrics)
10/5/2024

(NOTE: If you sing the chorus, the tone is just the same as the guitar)


[VERSE 1] - 0:16
Even when I finally got my dream high heels
I still don’t-know-where to brag about it
I got fired from my job
And I act as if it’s okay that I could live all day without it

0:32
My so-called planned schedules are burned in the yard
So that I won’t feel any panic
You asked when’s the deadline
I said I’m just making things up
And I just want to tell you that

[CHORUS] - 0:48
I’m in my different flow
Because I want to be the new me
Angel numbers are signing the contract for me

1:05
Tried so hard to be cold-hearted
But you’re too nice to me
So then how the hell can I be like the new me?


[VERSE 2] - 1:22
Tired of being generous for the wrong people
And being so soft-hearted
I blocked all the freaks in my contacts
Who just thinks that we’re too close to share secrets and stories

1:38
I’m trying to change my aesthetic
From pink to red
Quit giving me color violet
Don’t be super-sad if I’m like this
Plus, I’ve already told you again and again that

[CHORUS] - 1:54
I’m in my different flow
Because I want to be the new me
Angel numbers are signing the contract for me

2:10
Tried so hard to be cold-hearted
But you’re too nice to me
So then how the hell can I be like the new me?


[BRIDGE] - 2:27
I’ve never known that I’ve killed them
With how the way I’ve changed
Never mind
Forget all of it
I’m not really loving it right now


[CHORUS] - 2:43
I’m in my different flow
Because I’m already the new me
The oldest version is inside of me, rotting

3:00
There’s no more going back to the past
Focus on the new me
So let go of it if you want new beginnings

[upgradekyo]

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