Hey my lovelies 💜🫚🍺 Quick little nod to Dr. Suno for the "Na logisch" spark... I just turned it into my grandma’s warm-beer ginger spell, with low pipe drones, mandolin groove, and cello doing the cozy magic. If you feel a cold creeping in, don’t be a hero.. sip slow, laugh a little, and let my kitchen-witch era hug you. love you 🫵🏻🩷🫵🏻 ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ| Dr. Suno💜Tarja Remix |ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ If you want me to listen to your songs, please post them here on my Discord. I sometimes miss tracks in my follow feed when a lot gets uploaded, and this way I won’t overlook yours. 👇🏻 👇🏻 👇🏻 👇🏻 👇🏻 👇🏻 👇🏻 👇🏻 https://discord.gg/HzZe7A22sK ██▓▒░⡷⠂ 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 EN ⠐⢾░▒▓██ I walk in the door, and my throat feels rough, That little “oh no” cough.. like, here we go, bruh. Nose doing drama, head feeling slow, I’m like “not this week”.. I already know. Then I hear my grandma in the kitchen, calm and sweet, Pot on the stove, like she’s got receipts. Ginger on the board, sliced thin, no rush, She looks at me like “sit down.. hush.” She says “You don’t need a lecture, you need a mug.” I say “That smells insane.” She goes “Nah loh-gish, love.” Nah loh-gish, grandma’s got the cure, Warm beer, ginger, steam in the air, it’s pure. One sip, two sips, and I’m back in my lane, Nah loh-gish, she don’t play with pain. Na na na.. la la la.. Nah loh-gish.. yeah, it hits, ha. She stirs it slow, like it’s serious business, Honey on the spoon, lemon for the brightness. She taps the mug like “don’t be brave, just drink,” I’m trying not to gag, but I’m like.. “okay, I think.” Then my cousin walks in, acting all tough, Grandma goes “nah.. you get half, that’s enough.” He says “why?” and she points at me, dead serious, “Cause as a kid you fell in the pot.. you’re too powerful.” I’m sitting there sweating like it’s a sauna fight, But my nose clears up.. and yeah, she might be right. Tarja’s in the mirror like “girl, you survived,” I wipe my face, laugh, and feel alive. She says “Don’t post my recipe.” I’m like “okay, okay.” Then she smiles: “Nah loh-gish.. now go rest, babe.” Nah loh-gish, grandma’s got the cure, Warm beer, ginger, steam in the air, it’s pure. One sip, two sips, and I’m back in my lane, Nah loh-gish, she don’t play with pain. Na na na.. la la la.. Nah loh-gish.. yeah, it hits, ha. I know it sounds weird, I know it’s not “cute,” But grandma’s little kitchen is my emergency room. If you feel that cold creeping in, don’t wait, don’t cope, Get warm, drink slow, and let yourself have hope. Nah loh-gish, grandma’s got the cure, Warm beer, ginger, steam in the air, it’s pure. One sip, two sips, and I’m back in my lane, Nah loh-gish, she don’t play with pain. Na na na.. la la la.. Nah loh-gish.. Mm hm.. Nah loh-gish. 🩷 Thanks, grandma.
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