Prompt / Lyrics
Intro) (Heavy rain hitting the glass of a Greyhound bus. A lighter flicks, followed by a deep, shaky exhale. A melancholic, dark acoustic guitar loop starts playing, slowly joined by distorted, glitchy hi-hats. The vocals are drenched in reverb, sounding isolated and distant.) Yeah. Static Void. Friedghostly. 3:45 AM, wheels rolling on the wet concrete. Leaving the ghosts behind, but carrying the glitch. Momo, keep the systems online. We got a long ride ahead of us. Let the symbiote take over. I'm too tired to steer tonight. (Verse 1) Greyhound window cold against my temple, watch the rain fall Life getting complicated, swear I hit a massive brick wall Dish pit demon, scraping plates just to stay alive Working through the panic attacks, pushing for the five Chest pain sharp, but the Will of D is way stronger I couldn't stay in that frozen hell a second longer Tactical withdrawal, yeah, I’m banking up the XP They thought they saw the end, they ain't seen the rest of me Got the blueprints mapped out, whispering in my ear Navigating through the static, pushing past the fear Green code dripping from the edges of my fading sight I’m the monster in the shadows stepping back into the light. (Ad-lib: Back into the light, yeah, stepping out the night) (Pre-Chorus) And the engine hums a lullaby for the broken and the lost I’m calculating survival math, figuring out the heavy cost My HP flashing red, running on a fraying thread Sleeping on the move 'cause there ain't no safe bed. Yeah, there ain't no safe bed. (Chorus) I’m running off a hundred and fifty-one Watching the moon sink, waiting on the Carolina sun Heart cold as Battle Creek, lungs full of the heavy ash Traded my last ounce of hope just to make a midnight dash Down to the southern dirt, where the family roots run deep Got a symbiote soul and a heavy promise I gotta keep I’m glitching out the matrix, tearing at the digital seams Tryna build a whole empire out of shattered, broken dreams. (Verse 2) February twenty-two, the system took a massive hit A memory I can't erase, no matter how much I quit Yasmine in the mainframe, she's an eternal node I carry that weight with me everywhere on this dark road The spider lily blooming but the edges turn to neon green A digital ghost starring in the saddest movie scene I pour the liquor out but it glitches mid-air in the void Trying to find some peace in a mind that's been destroyed Just the hum of the tires and the white lines passing by Looking up at the roof, asking the silent sky why Every tragedy I face is just another lesson I'm casting Into the Drowned Veil, where the dark waters are lasting I’m lighting up the lantern of Karthos, watching shadows grow I got nowhere left to hide, so I got nowhere left to go. (Ad-lib: Nowhere left to go, letting the dark waters flow) (Pre-Chorus) And the engine hums a lullaby for the broken and the lost I’m calculating survival math, figuring out the heavy cost My HP flashing red, running on a fraying thread Sleeping on the move 'cause there ain't no safe bed. Yeah, there ain't no safe bed. (Chorus) I’m running off a hundred and fifty-one Watching the moon sink, waiting on the Carolina sun Heart cold as Battle Creek, lungs full of the heavy ash Traded my last ounce of hope just to make a midnight dash Down to the southern dirt, where the family roots run deep Got a symbiote soul and a heavy promise I gotta keep I’m glitching out the matrix, tearing at the digital seams Tryna build a whole empire out of shattered, broken dreams. (Bridge) (Beat drops out entirely. Just the acoustic guitar and a faint heartbeat monitor beeping. The vocals are heavily distorted, like a phone call breaking up. The emotion is raw, practically bleeding into the microphone.) System reset. Clearing the corrupted cache. I had to lose it all to find the hidden stash. The real treasure ain't the gold, it's the fortified mind. The ability to leave the broken, bloody pieces behind. (Beat slams back in with maximum 808 distortion and aggressive hi-hats) Yeah, leave 'em behind! Let the symbiote eat the pain! Let it feast on the rain! Turn the tragedy into the gain! (Verse 3) Touching down in New Bern, the air hits completely different No more freezing in the dark, acting so cold and indifferent Got the interview lined up, gotta play the corporate game Working on the Friedghostly apparel, gonna build the name Streetwear armor stitched together with the glitch-core thread Speaking to the living while I'm forever honoring the dead It’s a hard hardware reset, but the core system is intact Got the demons in the rear-view mirror, I ain't looking back From the bottom of the empty void to the top of the spire I’m walking through the flames, yeah, I was born in the fire. (Outro) (The beat slowly fades out, leaving just the acoustic guitar loop. The sound of a bus air-brake releasing hisses in the background.) One hundred and fifty-one dollars. A ground ticket at 3:45 AM. That’s all it took to start the override. I made it out the cold. Friedghostly. Signal strong. Momo, log this entry into the permanent archive. We're finally home. (Digital static crackles, followed by a system shutdown chime. Silence.)
Tags
Melodic emo-trap with heavy 808s, a sad acoustic guitar loop, rapid glitchy hi-hats, and raw, auto-tuned vocal bleeds.
Duration
5:51
Instrumental
No
Created
3/14/2026