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PROMISES IN THE FOG
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Intro
Tick of the clock, glass full of haze, Everybody swears they gon’ change their ways. But the fog don’t clear, it just bends the view, Another year, same smoke, same truth.
Verse 1
Say you runnin’ laps come January’s breath, But the treadmill whispers quiet bets of death. Weights stacked high like campaign signs, Crowd clappin’ early, but the faith declines. Grit in the teeth, but the mirror don’t move, Intentions pure, but the doubts still groove. Cheerleaders nod, but the eyes roll low, It’s the promise of the glow with the shadow below.
Pre-chorus
“Three weeks tops,” they carve in stone, But the stone still crumbles when left alone. Echoes of progress, smoke in disguise, Who profits off the hope when the deadline dies?
Chorus
Promises in the fog, you can’t hold ’em long, They sound like hymns but they fade like songs. “Limited time,” “next in line,” “growth’s in store,” But the door just loops back to the same old floor. (Promises, promises, playin’ along, Fog in the mirror, truth in the wrong.)
Verse 2
Job suit fitted, handshake tight, “Fast track, big growth, your future’s bright.” But the ladder’s wax, steps melt in heat, And the “room for growth” got no real seat. Contracts inked with invisible lines, Completion dates that bend with time. Groceries bagged, toy after chores, But the aisle gets longer, the child keeps score.
Chorus
Promises in the fog, you can’t hold ’em long, They sound like hymns but they fade like songs. “Limited time,” “next in line,” “growth’s in store,” But the door just loops back to the same old floor.
Bridge
Scarcity glimmers like neon bait, But the sale repeats, just change the date. Estimate carved in a voice too sure, While delays creep in through a backroom door. Truth’s elastic, stretchin’ thin, We clap for the start, then doubt the win.
Chorus
Promises in the fog, they float, then fall, Painted big on the sky but they’re writ too small. “Next year’s grind,” “this job’s climb,” “toy’s right there,” But the shelves stay empty, just recycled air. (Promises, promises, loud then gone, Fog in the system, keep movin’ on.)
Outro
Clock strikes twelve, the vow repeats, In the hush of the street, the cycle beats. Smoke clears slow, but the song remains, Promises fade, but the hook’s the chain.
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Tick of the clock, glass full of haze, Everybody swears they gon’ change their ways.
“Three weeks tops,” they carve in stone, But the stone still crumbles when left alone.
Clock strikes twelve, the vow repeats, In the hush of the street, the cycle beats.
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Published facts.
- Release date of this source
- October 17, 2025
- This source on YouTube · Eastern
- October 16, 2025
- Playlist addition · Eastern
- December 12, 2025
- Duration
- 3:11
- YouTube views
- 47
- Catalog source video ID
- yMaqLQq-3gA
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Where this song entered the catalog.
- Release type
- Single
- Date added
- October 1, 2025
- Status
- live