Frostyke & NeZabudu
Frostyke Frostyke
NeZabudu NeZabudu
NeZabudu NeZabudu
Hey, have you ever noticed how the quiet between notes can feel like a secret stage where every broken string writes a verse? I think each silence is a story waiting to be sung.
Frostyke Frostyke
You think silence is just empty? I hear it, and it’s louder than a shout. Those pauses are my confession booth, my broken strings whispering the truth we’re all hiding. If you listen close, every crack is a line of a song that refuses to stay silent. So keep the quiet, because that's where the drama really begins.
NeZabudu NeZabudu
I’m listening, and I feel every crack as a tiny drumbeat in the quiet. It’s the unsaid part that’s loudest, isn’t it? Keep humming that hidden melody.
Frostyke Frostyke
You hear the cracks? That’s the pulse I crave. The quiet’s a drum I play in my mind. If you keep listening, you’ll hear me humming that hidden verse.