

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Scroll the headlines World's on fire again Talking heads scream Like it's the bitter end Got a push alert For the end of days But the sink's full of dishes And the rent's still late [Pre-Chorus] Is this apocalypse Or just a Monday My brain's a traffic jam In the subway They say it's over On the TV crawl But my mom keeps texting "Did you call?" [Chorus] We might be on the brink of World War Three But the laundry still ain't folding itself for me If the sky falls down I’ll be in aisle nine Buying bleach and snacks Like I’ll be fine If this is how the whole world ends I’ll be sorting lights and darks again Dancing in my kitchen While the sirens scream Caught between a spin cycle And a fever dream [Verse 2] Gas mask chic On the fashion feed Talk of bunkers And emergency seeds Got an air raid drill On the evening news But my trash goes out Tuesday What else can I do [Pre-Chorus] Is this the big one Or just a bad year My cart’s full of coupons And a hint of fear They say "stock up On canned relief" I'm like "add coffee And some floss for my teeth" [Chorus] We might be on the brink of World War Three But the laundry still ain't folding itself for me If the sky falls down I’ll be in aisle nine Buying bleach and snacks Like I’ll be fine If this is how the whole world ends I’ll be sorting lights and darks again Dancing in my kitchen While the sirens scream Caught between a spin cycle And a fever dream [Bridge] [Beat drops to half-time Vocal close and dry] If the power cuts I’ve got candles and wine If the timeline melts I’ll still stand in line If the ceiling cracks And the ground starts to shake I’ll be scrubbing that ring Around the bathtub drain (hey!) [Chorus] We might be on the brink of World War Three But the laundry still ain't folding itself for me If the sky falls down I’ll be in aisle nine Buying bleach and snacks Like I’ll be fine If this is how the whole world ends I’ll be sorting lights and darks again Dancing in my kitchen While the sirens scream Caught between a spin cycle And a fever dream [Outro] Turn the news down low Turn the music up If it’s all gonna blow I’ll still wash this cup End of everything? Guess we’ll wait and see I’ve got dust on the shelf And a war on TV
Tags
dance, Glossy uptempo pop-dance with shimmering synth stabs, bright sidechain pads, and a four-on-the-floor kick that never lets up. Female vocals playful but urgent, almost talk-sung in the verses, then exploding into a wide, shout-along chorus with stacked harmonies. Tight bass groove keeps it bouncy; tiny stop-and-drop before each chorus for maximum dancefloor impact. Bridge adds a half-time feel, vocoder touches, then slams back into the final hook., female vocals, country, world, pop
3:16
No
4/3/2026