Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ash on my shirt Bottle by the bed on the floor Phone lit up your name last week I just stared till it went dark Blunt tip glow in the mirror Red eyes, I don’t like who I see Weed got the room all slow But the pain still moves fast in me [Chorus] I get crossfaded on these memories You and me in every drink I chase I keep seeing you in all this smoke Same old movie, different place Mix the liquor with the missing you Every shot just pulls your face to me I get crossfaded on these memories Till I can’t tell the room from the dream [Verse 2] We used to laugh at the ceiling Now I just talk to the fan Spinning like the stories we told When we swore we had a plan Glass half empty, half lying Saying I’m fine to the crew (yeah) But I’m scrolling through your pictures Like they something I can still undo [Chorus] I get crossfaded on these memories You and me in every drink I chase I keep seeing you in all this smoke Same old movie, different place Mix the liquor with the missing you Every shot just pulls your face to me I get crossfaded on these memories Till I can’t tell the room from the dream [Bridge] Why you still live in my lighter flame Why your voice in every late-night rain I’m high, I’m hurt, I’m stuck between What really happened and what I claim [Chorus] I get crossfaded on these memories You and me in every drink I chase I keep seeing you in all this smoke Same old movie, different place Mix the liquor with the missing you Every shot just pulls your face to me I get crossfaded on these memories Till I can’t tell the room from the dream (from the dream) Till I can’t tell the truth from the drink (oh)
Tags
rap, Moody trap rap with hazy pads and detuned keys, deep sub and crisp hats. Verses ride a lazy swing; hook swells with stacked, slightly pitched male vocals and distant vocal chops. Subtle vinyl crackle and filtered risers deepen the “lost in thought” feel, ending on a soft, echoing ad-lib., sad
Duration
2:58
Instrumental
No
Created
3/21/2026