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Lyrics
[Verse]
Raw moments freeze like hands up in the air.
Time's a fugitive, but tracks make it rare.
Echoes of a chorus hung thick in the mist,
Memories curl like smoke, they slit the wrist.
[Chorus]
Bassline thumps, rewinding the clocks.
Every note a photograph, click, then it locks.
Melody graffiti on the walls of the soul,
A song paints the picture, makes the broken whole.
[Verse]
Snare cracks sharp, snaps nights into frames,
Lyrics mumble secrets, whisper through the veins.
A sample of your laugh loops in the remix,
Heart skipping like a vinyl with the deep kicks.
[Bridge]
Moments on wax hold the weight of no place,
Past blurs 'round the edges but the tempo stays.
Chords stitched to the spine, hardwired to feelings,
Tracks lay foundations, revealing glass ceilings.
[Verse]
Cymbals collide, sparks of time come alive.
Tunes bottle up the truth, and it won’t tell lies.
A verse saves the day, mic turns confessor,
Bass booms a diary; the 808 my professor.
[Chorus]
Bassline thumps, rewinding the clocks.
Every note a photograph, click, then it locks.
Melody graffiti on the walls of the soul,
A song paints the picture, makes the broken whole.
Details
GeneratedMar 17, 2025
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, heavy bass
Credits
Prompt by
3clipsE
3clipsEModelAria v4
Prompt
Rap heavy Bass about the moments that a song can capture
