Miles From Jasmine

[Intro]
Jasmine on my lock screen
Michael on the cracked phone
Two dots on a map
Whole world in the gap (yeah)
[Verse 1]
You in that thrift‑store jacket
Snow on the bus stop bench
Me on a stained apartment carpet
Air mattress, late‑night stench
We share cheap ramen through the camera
Laugh when the kettle screams
You fall asleep mid‑story
I fall into your dreams
[Chorus]
We’re miles from Jasmine
But you’re under my skin
Every border, every timezone
I’m still dialing you in
If the sky starts breaking
I’ll tear through the wind
We’re miles from Jasmine
But that’s paper, I’m pinned
To you
[Verse 2]
Missed calls, bad Wi‑Fi
Frozen on your soft smile
You’re mouthing “I love—”
Screen cuts, blank tile
I punch these walls in silence
Knuckles red, heart black
Count coins in a coffee jar
Call it “one‑way back”
[Chorus]
We’re miles from Jasmine
But you’re under my skin
Every border, every timezone
I’m still dialing you in
If the sky starts breaking
I’ll tear through the wind
We’re miles from Jasmine
But that’s paper, I’m pinned
To you
[Bridge]
[breakdown, riffs slam in]
I don’t want a pixel kiss
I want your breath on my lip
I don’t want to type “I miss—”
I want the tremor in your grip
Scream at the clock till it cracks
Days bleed, colors run
I’d burn every mile between us
Just to see you stunned by the sun (hey!)
[Chorus]
We’re miles from Jasmine
But you’re under my skin
Every border, every timezone
I’m still dialing you in
If the sky starts breaking
I’ll tear through the wind
We’re miles from Jasmine
’Til that distance gives in
I’m coming home to you

rap, Hybrid rap-metal with male vocals that open over muted, palm‑muted low guitars and spacious toms, then explode into double‑kick blasts and dissonant death‑metal riffs. Verses spit tight, rhythmic rap in a tense half‑time pocket; choruses roar with screamed harmonies and a wide, distorted wall of sound. Occasional trap‑style sub sweeps and glitchy vocal chops under the hook to make the distance theme feel huge and cinematic., metal, death metal