Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Met you on a throwaway Tuesday
Didn’t think that much at first
Now I’m counting down each weekday
Like a junkie for your shirt
Laughing ‘til the neighbors hate us
We don’t ever check the time
You’re asleep across my chest and
I’m still buzzing out my mind
[Chorus]
It’s next level close
Hands in my hair
Your teeth on my throat
We go too far
Then further again
Yeah
You crash in my veins
Straight into my skin
It’s next level close
Losing control in the way that you hold
Every part of me you tear wide open
You’re the hit
You’re the high
You’re the moment
[Verse 2]
Backseat
Parking lot
Sunrise
Half dressed
Crying from the jokes
Finger-tracing on my ribcage
Telling secrets like they’re smoke
Every mark you leave
I’m branded
Every breath we share
I choke
You say “don’t you ever leave me”
Like a promise and a joke
[Chorus]
It’s next level close
Hands in my hair
Your teeth on my throat
We go too far
Then further again
Yeah
You crash in my veins
Straight into my skin
It’s next level close
Losing control in the way that you hold
Every part of me you tear wide open
You’re the hit
You’re the high
You’re the moment
[Bridge]
I’ve never been this bare
You rip the masks
I swear
You drag my shadows out
Then you kiss my doubt (yeah)
I’m shaking when you breathe
You’re under everything
If this is how I break
Then let me break
Let me—
[Chorus]
It’s next level close
Hands in my hair
Your teeth on my throat
We go too far
Then further again
Yeah
You crash in my veins
Straight into my skin
It’s next level close
Losing control in the way that you hold
Every part of me you tear wide open
You’re the hit
You’re the high
You’re the moment
It’s next level close
You’re the beat in my bones
You’re the omen
Style
rockthickdetuned alt‑metal guitars over a swung post‑grunge groove; drums slam with roomy toms and sharp snare cracks. verses sit in a tense half-time pocket with chugging low end and occasional dissonant stabs; choruses explode into widescreen power chords and octave lead lines. harsh male vocals sit up front with layered gang shouts on the hook and a screamedrhythm‑driven bridge that pushes into progressive accents before a finalcrushing chorus.male vocalspost-grungeharshprogressive metalnu metalalternative rockhard rockalternative metal
Prompt
I met a new girl and I think she’s the one, every time we’re together it’s nothing but fun, sex is the best, intimacy is next level, rock like Three Days Grace mixed with Mudvayne, harsh male vocals
Credits
Prompt by
LonerStoner
LonerStonerGeneratedMar 21, 2026
ModelAria v5
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