Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Cold takeout on the floor
Blue light burn in my eyes
Empty cans by the door
Phone face down while it dies
You said you needed a break
Now the silence never quits
I play our song till it aches
Skip the ending where it hits
[Chorus]
Sad static
In my head again
Pop punk panic
In my chest again
Say you will say you wont say you did say you dont
I am stuck on the hook of a half sung note
Sad static
All I ever get from you
[Verse 2]
Chipped teeth on the words
I was scared to spit out
All the what ifs and hurts
All the quiet turned loud
Are you laughing with your friends
While I drown in old refrains
Count the patterns count the tens
Math of all these blown up days
[Bridge]
Do you hear me now
When the crowd sings wrong
Every cracked up shout
Was a begging song
Would you take me back
If I dropped this act
Or am I just noise
In the space you lack
Style
pop punkpunkmale vocalsmodern pop punk with math rock rhythmic shifts chugging downpicked guitars syncopated drums raw and intense male vocals with gang shouts in chorus tight mix with loud punchy masterrockrawsaddynamicpop
Prompt
pop, punk, raw, male vocals, fiery with chugging guitars and intricate math-rock-inspired rhythms; raw and intense male vocals with a punk edge; dynamic and sad, sad, rock, pop punk, dynamic
Credits
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HollowVotive
HollowVotiveGeneratedDec 14, 2025
ModelAria v5
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