petrichor / stickii ft. xingchen sv

"would you cry if i told you i exist?" ================ to be "free". shaped by waves and the pitter-pattering of rain, eroded and moulded by those around us, do we truly make decisions on our own terms? our memories, like fleeting scents of storms, do they affect our choices? i know you affected mine. but you left. now i don't know if i ever had a choice in the first place. ================ 【CREDITS】 Music : stickii B Vocal Edit : HWAAStyle - "who up smelling the petrichor" ​⁠​⁠@HWAAStyle Mastering : AZALI - "bro i literally cannot think of something aura to say 🟩” ​⁠​⁠@AZALI00013 Illust : Mage-P - "Since I'm a pillow I've obviously never been to the beach or stood in the rain, so to recreate the feeling I spun around in the washer for 2 days." ​⁠​⁠@Mage-P MV : Iza Machi https://x.com/Iza_machi Vocals : Xingchen SV (Stardust Infinity) Special thanks to: - ​⁠@isidoredot , for helping out with his guitar vst - ​⁠@elizasquider , for helping me come up with a song name - ​⁠​⁠@yxkia , for looking over and double checking my chinese lyrics - ​⁠@SkirmishP , for tuning advice (when it was orignally miku for proseka next) - ​⁠@cheesetheblue and many more, for simply supporting me :] ================ inst + base svp: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1aG2sNfEnJfym9-Naqroh1KaUsVh4DCvB streaming: https://open.spotify.com/track/6p0uh74OtevsJkWT25q4EB?si=jUoWiN3IRT-rSjLUMymNYQ&context=spotify%3Aalbum%3A6rmUNooXyrjfwbih4abo88 https://music.apple.com/ie/album/petrichor/1848485104?i=1848485105 https://on.soundcloud.com/JPBLe7hIAvGq8yxEzA community server: https://discord.gg/XAV4zPRRKR ================ they say that i should be fisherman but i can’t catch anything, no the hook will never stay they say that i should never stray again from the ways that let me soar above the waves they say that i can’t keep myself afloat that i splash and never get up stuck under muddy dunes they say that i don’t know the second boat yet they still can’t hear this tune wavering ozone air i know that my actions never last, yet then, it’s clear, i can’t see what i fear (伪造的小时) body and mind, dragged across this bloody shoreline it’s fine, i won’t dry see it, feel it, smell the petrichor that left a taste in the sky 可是，这是我的未来 all of the words i left on the sidewalk that day sank in a flood, aching out towards you a dawning day had kept me vigilant but the dark clouds shadowed those lines the lines you followed through i stood by my prosaic practices and the way you spoke on time in this expanse of blue machines will talk and cars will fly right by, yet the waters surely will rise on, oh and even though you’ll be long gone by then just know that i’m looking up to you now i knew that your face would dissipate, yet then, i’ll keep these droplets in your grief (在我的手里） body and mind, dragged across this bloody shoreline it’s fine, i’ll survive see it, feel it, smell the petrichor that left a taste in the sky 可是，我命运还没来 all of the words i left on the sidewalk that day sank in a flood, screaming out towards you they said that i would never be something, just a ripple beneath the sand you let go of my hand only if time could tell where the boundary ends up less of someone, half air or at least half dead smoke it, choke it, spit the petrichor that left a taste in the sky 可是，我恨我的未来 all of the words i threw on the sidewalk that day sank in a flood, reaching out towards you blues and warmth had carried me right past my futility, oh (if you looked, if you looked, if you looked at me) forgone skies i thought i’d miss, scents of storms i reminisce, ah would you cry if i told you i exist?