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| Song title | |||
| "Collared" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| November 19, 2023 | |||
| Singer | |||
| SAROS | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
| Views | |||
| 31,000+ | |||
| Links | |||
| YouTube Broadcast | |||
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Description
"Originally meant to be uploaded last month in its intended season - this song by Vane showcases SAROS’s full range of expression and tone in this high-tempo, electro swing demo song. Soaring high notes and soft low notes accentuate their range and versatility, thanks to in-editor vocal tuning by YoppyVU" |
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Alternate Versions[]
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| Vane's MV version |
| Upload date: November 26, 2023 |
| Featuring: SAROS |
| Producer(s): Vane (music, lyrics), YoppyVU (tuning, lyrics), crispy6usiness (PV) |
| YT / BC / SP |
"saros mi bebe mi vida mi wiwe tkm mwah mwah mwah besitos besitos besitos estamos casados
i’d like to thank eclipsed sounds for giving me the opportunity to write this demo song for saros!! they’re SUCH a super awesome voicebank and i really really mean that. please please go support eclipsed sounds - they are such a passionate and kind team and working with them was a pleasure i’d also like to thank yoppy for tuning the song and also working on the lyrics with me (i got super stuck on some parts so he really helped!!) And another shoutout to crispy for making the SUPER super amazing cool mv! I couldn’t have made this a reality without the both of them, so please check them out and support their works" |
Lyrics[]
| English/Spanish | English |
| Y'know— As a kid, on Sunday | |
| I'd go to church | |
| And say my daily prayers | |
| It's such a blur—repeating: | |
| "Padre nuestro en el cielo" | "Our father who art in heaven" |
| "Santifica—" | "Hallowed—" |
| Um— How did it go? | |
| And so the padre's talkin' | |
| He's doin' his thing, | |
| He takes a breath, | |
| Looks up, and— | |
| Starin' at me, | |
| He says: | |
| "Holy bunnies, white as snow" | |
| "Will you promise not to ever roam?" | |
| I don't know when these feelings all began | |
| It seems the Devil and I walked hand-in-hand | |
| And so I'd run and run and run away | |
| Endless circles through a senseless game | |
| I would pray for an answer every night | |
| But the moon stayed silent with its damning light | |
| And so I'd run and run and run away | |
| Feigning solace through a holy fate—now, | |
| The echoes interlace | |
| Repeating sacred grace to save the misbehaved, | |
| A picture-perfect masquerade | |
| Embracing faded pages of tainted saints | |
| "Mijito, dios te quiere" | "God loves you, son" |
| "El solo quiere protegerte" | "He just wants to protect you" |
| A saying I've heard before, adorning covenants; | |
| Dear God, I'm bored | |
| We've lost our youth to the night | |
| Left to find reason between every fracture of light | |
| In portraits portraying our lives | |
| Can we redefine what it means to be alive? | |
| If the scripture says its sin, then let's begin a dying wish | |
| Although our cards were dealt in blinded bliss, | |
| There's hope beyond this lone abyss, | |
| Leave bruises on my neck | |
| We won't regret our staggered breaths | |
| I wanna feel your body close, but there's something | |
| Latching to my throat— | |
| It's got me | |
| Co— Co— Co— Co— What? | |
| It's got me | |
| Co— Co— Co— Co— What? | |
| Collared | |
| Cheap wine, cheaper praise, | |
| Cheap ways to fill my faith | |
| I got a hundred ways to null the pain, | |
| Every day the same, still trying to pray, like: | |
| "Oye, wey, ¿estás allí? En el cielo tan bello" | "Hey, dude, are you there? In the beautiful sky" |
| Find it hard to believe, | |
| Hey, did you run, and run, and run | |
| To shun the only one | |
| Who could have saved us from humanity's sun? | |
| We've lost our youth to the night, | |
| Left to find reason between every fracture of light, | |
| In portraits portraying our lives, | |
| Can we redefine what it means to be alive? | |
| Life isn't up to a God, | |
| Our components are sonnets, they're up to us to write | |
| Our memories live on through each line, | |
| Can we redefine what they mean if... | |
| If the scripture says its sin, then let's begin a dying wish | |
| Although our cards were dealt in blinded bliss | |
| There's hope beyond this lone abyss | |
| Leave bruises on my neck, | |
| We won't regret our staggered breaths | |
| I wanna feel your body close, but there's something | |
| Latching to my throat— | |
| I wanna worship you all night | |
| I wanna feel your gentle bite | |
| And if the world wants us to burn, | |
| We'll join the stars and watch it turn | |
| I could throw it all away, repeat the prayers I used to pray | |
| But if I hid behind this broken bliss I'll never know what lies within | |
| Those markings on my neck, I don't regret the nights we spent, | |
| I wanna feel your body close, but there's something | |
| Latching to my throat— | |
| The scripture says its sin? Then let's begin this sinner's wish | |
| Although our cards were dealt in binded bliss | |
| Let's recreate the serpent's kiss | |
| These bruises on my neck, I won't repent, my knees are bent | |
| I wanna hold your body close, just wrap your | |
| Hands around my throat | |
| They had me | |
| Co— Co— Co— Co— What? | |
| But now I'm | |
| Co— Co— Co— Co— What? | |
| Pull on my | |
| Co— Co— Co— Co— What? | |
| Collar |
English translation by Midgeon
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