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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
First touch
First kiss
First sight, I swore it meant something
You smiled
You lied
I fell, now I'm stuck with this nothing
Cheater
Narcissist
You stared at the mirror, not me (yeah)
Heartless
Heartless
Left your poison in my dreams
[Chorus]
Now I'm lost in my head
Heart on the floor, you left it there
All of these ghosts in my bed
Still feel your hands in my hair
I feel empty inside
Hate that I still say your name
I keep on trying to hide
But every road runs back to your game
[Verse 2]
You said
“Forever”
Then you vanished in the same breath (same breath)
Your text
Still open
Like a crime scene I can’t forget
Scrolling
At 3
Looking for the lie I missed
Every "love you"
Every "baby"
Was another hit on your list
[Chorus]
Now I'm lost in my head
Heart on the floor, you left it there
All of these ghosts in my bed
Still feel your hands in my hair
I feel empty inside
Hate that I still say your name
I keep on trying to hide
But every road runs back to your game
[Bridge]
One day
I’ll wake up
And your shadow won’t show up (won’t show up)
Til then
I’m bleeding
But I swear I won’t call you up
[Chorus]
Now I'm lost in my head
Heart on the floor, you left it there
All of these ghosts in my bed
Still feel your hands in my hair
I feel empty inside
But I’m burning out your name
Step by step, night by night
I’m walking off your game
Details
GeneratedJan 30, 2026
Duration2:20
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark phonk / Memphis-style hip hop with male vocals, distorted 808 bass swells and eerie bell melodies. Verses ride a laid-back but menacing pocket; hook slams in with filtered vocal chops and widened reverb. Occasional pitched-down ad-libs and vinyl grit for texture. Final chorus strips to bass and drums, vocal up front and raw., hip hop
Credits
Prompt bySolarTempo430
ModelAria v5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Cheater
Narcissist
Heartless. I feel Empty and lost
Lost in my head. I remember First touch Kiss sight love . It's hard to Moving on
Forgetting. My favorite genre of music is Phonk Dark hip hop.
