MiniMax Music 2.6

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  "positivePrompt": "A wistful indie-soul song at 102 BPM in A major, warm female lead vocals, rubbery bass, chiming electric piano, soft rhythm guitar, handclaps, airy analog synth, and a polished 1970s roller-rink feel with bittersweet youthful energy, catchy chorus, rich harmony stacks, intimate verses, and a triumphant final chorus.",
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    "lyrics": "[Intro]\nSkates whisper sparks on the painted floor\nOld ceiling speakers shake a little more\nSummer in the wiring, gold in the sound\nWe spin like a secret that won't slow down\n\n[Verse]\nTicket stub tucked in the pocket of my jeans\nDisco lines trembling over faded greens\nYour laugh hits the snare right ahead of the beat\nMaking the whole wide room move under my feet\nWe were all elbows, glitter, and nerve\nLearning what a small-town night could deserve\nEvery turn said stay, every echo said go\nSo we circled the center just to keep from letting go\n\n[Chorus]\nRound and round in the humming light\nHearts on wheels through a Saturday night\nIf this moment breaks, let it break in tune\nUnder paper stars and a lacquered moon\nRound and round where the slow songs start\nSilver on the floor, thunder in the heart\nWe were too young to name what we found\nSo we kept it alive by spinning around\n\n[Verse]\nSnack bar neon buzzing over cherry ice\nSomeone drew forever in the fogged-up glass twice\nThe DJ dropped the needle, the whole room leaned in\nLike every little ending could begin again\nYour hand brushed mine at the edge of the lane\nTiny as a spark, bright as a train\nI said nothing, smiling like I knew\nSome nights become a place you can roll back to\n\n[Bridge]\nWhen the lights came up, we carried the glow\nOut to the parking lot and the radio\nShoelaces loose, sky turning gray\nStill hearing the chorus on the ride away\n\n[Chorus]\nRound and round in the humming light\nHearts on wheels through a Saturday night\nIf this moment breaks, let it break in tune\nUnder paper stars and a lacquered moon\nRound and round where the slow songs start\nSilver on the floor, thunder in the heart\nWe were too young to name what we found\nSo we kept it alive by spinning around\n\n[Outro]\nSkates grow quiet, but the floor still shines\nSomewhere in the dark, that old song survives",
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