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letra de slow burn - scarlett bittencourt

[verse 1]
i heard it through the grapevine, saw the pictures on your phone
you’ve learned to smile in daylight, learned to hide when you’re alone
you told them i was poison, wrote my faults across the night
painted me a silhouette and walked away from light
okay — i’ll own the venom, i’ll wear claws and satin skin
but don’t mistake my shadow for the places we’ve been

[pre-chorus]
i cut where it hurt, and learned to love the scar
you gave me reasons and i turned them into art
i am beautiful and brutal — a lesson and a burn
you taught the flame to pulse — now watch how h-ll will learn

[chorus]
this is a slow burn — i glow without the rush
not all fires die fast; some wait to make you hush
i’m not the villain you described — i’m the lesson in your hand
this is a slow burn — watch me change the plan

[verse 2]
you parade him like a trophy, perfect laugh and better light
but at three in the morning, who will keep your secrets tight
you said i was the chaos — maybe i never lied
i only mirrored what you hid when you were kind
you traded midnight truths for neon, plastic vows
but some debts don’t clear — they just shift the hows
[pre-chorus 2]
i learned to whisper honey with a blade beneath
i learned to love the danger and the ache beneath the t–th
you wanted softer stories — i gave you honest scars
we both burned maps of us and kept the broken parts

[chorus 2]
this is a slow burn — not quick, not loud, not gone
it lingers in the corners where your bravest memories sp-wn
you’ll brag about moving on, but some marks outlast the sun
this is a slow burn — i’m not undone

[post-chorus]
slow light — embers hold
quiet heat that won’t let go

[verse 3]
i stole your laugh to keep the echo in my head
wore your silence like a jacket when the city felt like lead
you tell your friends i broke you — maybe that’s a truth
but you taught me how to sharpen words into proof
i’m not asking for your pity — i don’t want a cure
just let the record play: some sins are literature

[verse 4]
sometimes i dream you come back, suitcase and apologies
sometimes i dream you don’t, and i learn new ways to breathe
either way i’m changing — not less cruel, maybe refined
i keep the parts that hurt the most and fold the rest behind
we were a slow machine that learned to wear a flame
now we’re both different stories — different kind of blame
[repeat pre-chorus]
i learned to whisper honey with a blade beneath
i learned to love the danger and the ache beneath the t–th

[chorus final]
this is a slow burn — i rise without the shame
it’s not a prayer for pity; it’s a sentence with no name
you can pretend the chapter’s closed, but embers keep their law
this is a slow burn — remember what you saw

[bridge]
you said my name like it was a verdict — like a bell you’d rung
you said i’d ruin everything — maybe i already flung
but when your party’s over and the lights refuse to stay
you’ll feel the small, soft heat of things you threw away
i don’t want your rescue, i don’t want your crown
i just want the truth to sit where silence used to drown

[outro]
so go on with your laughter, go on with borrowed dawn
i’ll keep my quiet ember — it’s mine to carry on
slow light — slow burn — not fast, but hard to k!ll
slow light — slow burn — and i’m surviving still

- scarlett bittencourt

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