Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] System hums Eyes gone red Loading files Inside my head (glitch) [Verse 1] Boot up, I’m awake but the room still static Shadows on the wall turn sharp, acrobatic Every little doubt doing backflips at me Jaw locked tight, heart loud, automatic Scroll through scars like a feed at midnight Every bad memory in high-res, bright white Voices in a loop say “you ain’t that guy” But I rewrite code while they stand on standby Breath short, chest sore, hands still shaking Mind like a maze and the floor keeps breaking Fear writes scripts that it wants me to run I grab that pen, point it back like a gun (hey!) [Pre-Chorus] I see ‘em in the glass when I walk past Same old masks in a new forecast They talk like truth, like they know my name But I choose what uploads to my mainframe [Chorus] I got demons in my head in a death spin Tryna drag me to the deep, pull the breath in But I’m hacking every chain that they wrapped in Turn the voices to an echo in the back-end (yeah, yeah) When the dark comes crawling up my spine I rewrite my story, line by line If the devil wanna dance, let him step in I’m the glitch in his code, I’m the last win [Drop] [Massive bass hit, chopped vocal: "last win" stuttering] (last win-win-win) (last win) [Verse 2] Eyes on the ceiling, feeling like zero Scroll through stats, I’m my own antihero Every flaw flashing like a warning light Still I walk barefoot through the broken bytes Nightmare scripts try to run in the background Telling me sit still, blend into the black ground But I reroute pain like a power line Pull it to the mic, watch it spark when I rhyme Clicks in my skull like a hard drive failing Thoughts full speed on a runaway railing Can’t mute fear so I turn it to fuel Make a war drum thump outta every old rule (woah) [Pre-Chorus] I see ‘em in the glass when I walk past Same old masks in a new forecast They talk like truth, like they know my name But I choose what uploads to my mainframe [Chorus] I got demons in my head in a death spin Tryna drag me to the deep, pull the breath in But I’m hacking every chain that they wrapped in Turn the voices to an echo in the back-end When the dark comes crawling up my spine I rewrite my story, line by line If the devil wanna dance, let him step in I’m the glitch in his code, I’m the last win (last win) [Rap Bridge] Yeah I been in the data, in the dark, in the static Feeling like a ghost in a chrome-cold attic Every single doubt like a bright red tag Tryna mark me defective, slap me with a flag But I cracked those locks with a calm cold focus Turned every “can’t” to a sharp bold bonus If fear is a file then I drag, drop, trash it Empty out the bin, push peace, then cache it They say “stay small”, I say “expand” Turn my hurt to a map, see it in my hand If the past wanna play like a movie again I’ll recast every role till I’m more than a man (hey!) I’m the glitch in the loop, I’m the patch to the pain If the storm uploads, let it pour like rain I don’t fight every thought, I just watch ‘em drift Let the noise time out, that’s my final gift [Chorus] I got demons in my head in a death spin Tryna drag me to the deep, pull the breath in But I’m hacking every chain that they wrapped in Turn the voices to an echo in the back-end When the dark comes crawling up my spine I rewrite my story, line by line If the devil
Tags
rap, Aggressive futuristic dubstep banger with male vocals: glitchy metallic synths, huge growling bass swells, rapid-fire trap hats, and cinematic risers into earthshaking drops. Verses lean into rhythmic rap with tight, syncopated delivery; choruses explode with half-sung, chant-style hooks and layered shouts. Bridge strips back to filtered pads and stuttered vox before a final maximal drop. Wide stereo imaging on fx, sub-focused low end, and chopped vocal glitches as extra percussion., dubstep
Duration
4:12
Instrumental
No
Created
4/6/2026