The story
Cooling the room does nothing for what keeps burning.
He stands by the rattling AC, letting cold air spill over a room that still feels too small for what lingers in it. The hum covers the silence, but it can’t touch the old hurt sitting in the chair, the night pressing in around the bed, the kind of ache that keeps showing up long after the switch is flipped.
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Lyrics
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