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Keep the Love
Keep the Love is a Suno song by Alex Merced blending breakcore, published October 24, 2026. Listen and explore the song.
- Artist
- Alex Merced
- Type
- Suno generation
- Runtime
- 3:24
- Published
- Style
- breakcore · glitch-hop · lo-fi
- Suno model
- v6
- Streaming albums
- Roller Coaster Of Mixed Emotions (Suno ↗)
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How this recording was made
Alex created this song with Suno, shaping its musical direction and choosing the final version.
Alex shaped this song with Suno, including its musical direction and final selection.
Read the published lyrics
[Verse 1] I found your recipe folded in a book, Flour on the corner, your handwriting crooked. The chipped blue mug still knows your thumb, I stack it in the box, then I leave it undone. [Pre-Chorus] I want one shelf, one key, one coat, A little less to carry when I go. But every plain old thing can start A whole remembered room inside my heart. [Chorus] I want less, I want room to breathe, But the things I keep keep a piece of me. That ticket stub, that threadbare sleeve— I can clear the drawer, but I can't just leave. I want less, I want room to breathe, Still your small old world is here with me. [Verse 2] The scarf from the train ride smells like rain, A cracked phone case with your name in pen. One button from the coat you wore that fall, I don't need the coat; I remember it all. [Pre-Chorus] I want bare walls, a table clear, No little museum following me year to year. But when I lift the lid and turn the key, The past sits down right next to me. [Chorus] I want less, I want room to breathe, But the things I keep keep a piece of me. That ticket stub, that threadbare sleeve— I can clear the drawer, but I can't just leave. I want less, I want room to breathe, Still your small old world is here with me. [Breakdown] Maybe I can keep the story, Let the object lose its claim. Take one picture, write one sentence, Say the name and let it change. [Bridge] The mug can go; the morning stays. The scarf can leave; I keep those days. I don't have to hold each thing To know what it was carrying. [Final Chorus] I want less, I want room to breathe, And the things I loved can live in me. That ticket stub, that threadbare sleeve— I can clear the drawer and still believe. I want less, I want room to breathe, Keep the love, let the weight release. [Outro] One box open, one window wide, A little more space with you inside.
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