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Why can't we be together - Dance Music
A electronic music release from 0zkMusic.
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𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒, 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑒 ❤️🙏
𝑳𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒔 🎶🎶
Lover lover
Why can’t we be together
Lover lover
You smile so wide
But I know it’s never
Lover lover
Why can’t we be together
Lover lover
You smile so wide
But I know it’s never
Go ahead go ahead keep playin’ pretend
Act like you don’t see me fallin’ again
Act like the time that I lent you my heart
Was just a soft beat, not a work of art
You laugh so free, with someone else near
While I sit back swallowin’ fear
I write you in verses, you hum other tunes
I’m a midnight sun and you chase full moons
You said I was sweet, said I was kind
But love don’t grow in a friend-zoned mind
You hug like it’s safe, like there’s no flame
But I’m burnin’ down slow every time you say my name
I pretend it’s cool, yeah I play that role
But I’m crumblin’ quiet while you fill that hole
With someone who don’t even see your shine
While I memorize every blink of your eyes
So flawless you walk, not even knowin’
You’re the storm in my chest, constantly blowin’
No blame girl, no shame girl
But I’m tired of bein’ your safe lane girl
I cry when the lights go dim
Wishin’ I was him
Wishin’ you could feel this hymn
But I’ll stay in your orbit like a ghost
Keep pretendin’ I don’t miss you most
‘Cause you were never mine to lose
Just a dream I couldn’t choose
So I write these lines with all I got
And pray you read ‘em when you need a thought
That someone loved you through the silence
Even if love ain’t ever got its guidance
Lover lover
Why can’t we be together
Lover lover
You smile so wide
But I know it’s never
Lover lover
Why can’t we be together
Lover lover
You smile so wide
But I know it’s never
The idea#
Hook as open wound: lover, lover, why can’t we—and the smile that already means never. Pretend is mutual theater; the heart was lent and treated like soft beat instead of craft. Friend-zone named without euphemism; safe-lane exhaustion; orbiting as ghost while someone else fails to see the shine.
Verses do the private work—memorizing blinks, crumbling quiet, wishing to be him when lights dim—while the dance shell keeps the room moving. Euphoric electronics under unrequited detail create a useful dissonance: body might still dance; the lyric knows it was never free to lose what was never held. Love without guidance, still written “through the silence.”
