Still the same, still the same

the numbers

bpm

129

key

A# minor

energy

0.72

dance

0.96

valence

0.52

vocal at

2.1s

length

3:01

language

Th

lyrics

At the moo krata table, your cup had two ice cubes

Same gold wristwatch, same peeling red shoes

You laughed too loud when the fan moved slow

Same old bruise on your thumb, same cold hello

The clock above the fridge said eight-fifteen

Your jacket smelled like fried garlic and machine grease

We talked like years were just a bus ride away

But your eyes kept the old thin shade

Still the same, still the same

(Still the same)

Still the same, still the same

(Still the same)

That’s the hurt in your name

Outside the shop, rain hit the blue plastic chairs

The vendor stacked limes in a dented square

You asked about my mother, then looked at the floor

Same cracked phone screen, same missing corner

The mop water pooled by the taxi stand

Your laugh hit the tile, then slipped from my hand

We stood by the curb where the scooters passed

Like nothing had changed since the last time passed

Still the same, still the same

(Still the same)

Still the same, still the same

(Still the same)

That’s the hurt in your name

At the bus stop, your shadow stayed thin

You fixed your sleeve, then you looked at me again

No new scars, no new plans

Just the old small silence in our hands

Still the same, still the same

(Still the same)

Still the same, still the same

(Still the same)

That’s the hurt in your name