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Joined June 2023
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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ ๐แ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ถ๐ต๐จ๐ป๐จ: โ โ โ ECHOES OF A RESTLESS HEART โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ ๐ข ANTOXIC โ โ โ #Alapaap2K26 #HimigNgPagibig โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ #YUGTOEvents โ โ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ The crowd leans in, some swaying, some holding their breaths, and she lets herself ride the pulse, enjoying every sharp, teasing second on stage. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โโAng aabutin.โ She drives the rhythm forward again, letting it swell and coil around her, feeling the energy of the room wrap tightly around the words. A subtle layer of voice drifts alongside the line, threading through the beat and the pulse ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โPaglalaho.โ The syllable stretches, almost fragile but with an edge that cuts through the music. Heliaโs expression softens briefly, a small smirk at the corner of her lips as she plays with the beat, letting the words breathe. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โI am broken.โ Her arms follow the pulse, precise and alive, and the words crack against the rhythm, dark and teasing at once. A small echo from Mania floats between the notes, a fleeting shadow of voice that threads through the line. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โI am cold.โ Her voice carries a quiet sharpness, deliberate and alive, as she leans into the word, letting it hang in the air. The audience responds with small echoes, a murmur of recognition that spreads like a current through the space. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ The tempo dips into the first verse, tighter and taut, drawing the energy inward without losing momentum. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ The drummer watches the subtle reactions of the audienceโthe raised hands, the quick smiles, the sway of heads in time with the rhythm. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โSa akin ka lang tanga. Oh ang sarap mong sirain.โ The words land with a bite, edges rough but controlled. She leans slightly forward, letting the beat thrum beneath her. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โKung anong meron ka'y akin. Gusto kong sakin ka lang.โ Her movements are fluid, almost like sheโs dancing with the rhythm, feeling the pulse of the crowd without needing them to shout. She laughs softly at the surge of energy around her. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ A few fans hum along quietly, and she lets herself sink into the playful confidence of the opening. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โGusto ko akin ka lang. Ako lang sinasamba.โ Her voice cuts cleanly across the space, sharp and teasing, each word pressed into the beat with intention. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ She tilts her head slightly, catching Maniaโs eyes, and a grin spreads across her face as the first murmurs of the audience ripple toward her. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โMakausap siya nang iilan pang minuto.โ Her eyes lift, taking in the stage, the lights, and the presence of her bandmates. The drummer lets the tension linger in the air, the beat carrying the feeling steadily forward, alive and unbroken. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โLuluhod hanggang magdugo ang tuhod.โ The words land with more weight this time. Her arms move with purpose, striking the rhythm deliberate and exact. She leans into the pulse, letting the music hold her focus and fill the space. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ She presses her hands harder against the drums, grounding the sound as it spreads across the stage and through her bandmates. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ โMakasama siya nang iilan pang minuto.โ Her lips part as she delivers the line, a quiet strain threading through her voice. ใ
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ค ๏ธ ๏ธ ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฎ โกฬท โ The rhythm deepens beneath her, each strike measured and precise. She tilts her head and closes her eyes briefly, letting the music pull her into the moment. The space feels thick, alive with the insistence of the song. ใ
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