If You Still Press Play

[Intro – Hushed, late-night static]
Mm…
It’s quieter than it used to be.
I still check though…
[Verse 1 – Soft, reflective]
Found your songs at the bottom of my saves,
Buried under time and changing names.
Used to hit play like it was church,
Every line felt like it knew me first.
Screens went dark, the numbers fell,
But your voice still rang that bell.
I don’t know you, you don’t know me,
Still your sound feels personal to me.
[Pre-Chorus – Gentle lift]
They move on fast, they always do,
But some of us stay loyal to the truth.
I don’t need the crowd to agree,
I just need the songs that carried me.
[Chorus – Tender, aching]
If you still make music in the quiet,
I’m still listening, I won’t deny it.
HunterKV, you don’t know my face,
But your songs still know my pain.
If this feels small, if the room feels thin,
Please Queen… don’t let the doubt win.
Some of us never left the sound,
We just learned to wait it out.
[Verse 2 – Nostalgic]
I remember drops at midnight sharp,
Heart racing before the first bar.
Comment sections felt like home,
Now it’s colder scrolling alone.
They chase what’s loud, what shines today,
But I miss the way it used to stay.
Not viral, not dressed in gold,
Just honest nights and feelings told.
[Pre-Chorus – Build soft]
You don’t owe the world a thing,
Still… I hope you’re listening.
If you ever doubt your worth,
Know your art survived the worst.
[Chorus – Fuller, emotional]
If you still make music in the dark,
It still hits me just as hard.
HunterKV, if this finds you,
Some of us still feel it too.
If the climb feels slow and mean,
Please Queen… protect the dream.
I swear the silence isn’t proof,
It’s just the space before the truth.
[Bridge – Stripped, almost whispered]
I don’t need replies,
I don’t need to be seen.
Just needed you to know
You still matter to me.
Fame fades fast,
But songs stay real.
I’m still here
For the way you feel.
[Final Chorus – Emotional bloom]
If you still press play with shaking hands,
Know a fan still understands.
HunterKV, from someone unseen,
Your sound still means everything.
If you ever think you lost the crowd,
Some of us just love you loud.
Not for trends, not for the scene—
For the nights you helped me breathe.
[Outro – Fading, hopeful]
Mm…
I’ll be here.
Whenever you drop again.

Alt-R&B, Lo-Fi Pop, 74 BPM, warm vinyl textures, soft piano, airy pads, subtle trap beat, intimate vocals, nostalgic