Lugu: Windscreen Confessions
“Windscreen Confessions” on rahulik laul, esitaja Nightbus Theory (žanr UK garage, 124 BPM, F moll, 3:22, esitatud: inglise). Lugu kuulub WeavyAudio kataloogi ja on litsentsitud kommertsesituseks kohvikutes, restoranides, jõusaalides, poodides ja teistes asutustes.
Rohkem: UK garage’i muusika autoritasuta. Rohkem meeleolu järgi: rahulik. Litsentsi see oma asutusele.
Tiitrid
- Artist
- Nightbus Theory
- Žanr
- UK Garage
- Meeleolu
- Rahulik
- Tempo
- 124 BPM
- Helistik
- F moll
- Kestus
- 3:22
- Vokaal
- inglise
- Litsents
- Litsentsitud asutustele
Märksõnad
- Melancholy night-transit garage
- detuned Rhodes chords
- muted sub throbs
- distant bus-brake foley
- tape-saturated hats
- UK Garage
- swung
- hazy
- late-night euphoric
- speed-garage bassline
- organ bass stabs
- shuffled 2-step hats
- muted sub throb
- tape-warped Rhodes
- 124 BPM
- F minor
- female: hushed low-mid speak-sing
- drowsy phrasing
- unaccented late-night murmur
Lisatud 1 kuu tagasi · 19.9.2026 · litsentsitud asutuses esitamiseks
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Windscreen Confessions lyrics
Verse
Sticky floor, low red light
Bassbin knocking, out of sight
Someone's hand finds mine in the smoke
Skip a beat and the room just broke
Speaker stack shakes the ice in my cup
Strobe comes down and the crowd lifts up
Lost my jacket around 1 am
Don't need it, dancing again
Pre-Chorus
Can't find my name in here
Can't find the door, don't care
Track keeps stitching one to the next
Who am I now, who's next
Chorus
Lost in the low end, gone in the sound
Feet keep the two-step, don't touch the ground
Face in the strobe light, nothing to prove
I don't know myself when I move
Verse
Mirror ball spinning slow on the wall
Catch my reflection, don't know it at all
Sweat on my collarbone, salt on my lip
Someone shouts the hook and my hands just slip
Into the rhythm, into the crowd
Every thought I had going quiet now
Half past shadow, half past the beat
Losing the ground underneath my feet
Pre-Chorus
Can't find my name in here
Can't find the door, don't care
Track keeps stitching one to the next
Who am I now, who's next
Chorus
Lost in the low end, gone in the sound
Feet keep the two-step, don't touch the ground
Face in the strobe light, nothing to prove
I don't know myself when I move
Bridge
Maybe I don't need the name back
Maybe the dark's where I land flat
No mirror, no clock on the wall
Just the four-count and that's all
Just the four-count and that's all
Chorus
Lost in the low end, gone in the sound
Feet keep the two-step, don't touch the ground
Face in the strobe light, nothing to prove
I don't know myself when I move
Kataloogist
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Selle laulu versioonid
- Windscreen Confessions (see salvestus)
- Windscreen Confessions (versioon 2)
A-pool
Veel laule esitajalt Nightbus Theory
- l1
WA-yJvoDuJ3hp6k124BPM3:38Condensation on the Glass
Nightbus Theory - l2
WA-NvpvdqGOGEgp124BPM2:47Interchange Heartbeat
Nightbus Theory - l3
WA-zBhxq6zrE5rj124BPM3:11Topdeck Telepathy
Nightbus Theory - l4
WA-QDuWsGAv4EWj124BPM3:02Shuffle Till Sunrise
Nightbus Theory - l5
WA-16vq5iEhJh3p124BPM3:42Backseat Static Love
Nightbus Theory - l6
WA-CiGAqCrzXrOQ124BPM3:31Subterranean Sway
Nightbus Theory
B-pool
Sarnased lood: rahulik muusika
- l1
WA-G7S48wdukESU124BPM3:18Fjord signal, breaking through
Mira & Jax - l2
WA-4Mu1662noWgd116BPM3:36Pulse and Glass
Mira & Jax



