

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Mountains of T‑shirts Like they’re planning a coup Socks in the doorway Plotting what to do Coffee on the counter Going cold again I’m lost in the lint trap Talking to my sins [Chorus] It’s just never ending laundry Spinning out my days Every shirt and every story On the same old wave Fold it up Fall apart Pile it in a basket heart Never ending laundry And I’m stuck on rinse [Verse 2] Tuesday looks like Sunday Same old cotton sky Jeans on the chair Staring me in the eye Phone keeps buzzing Friends are going out I’m pairing up the lonely Mismatched kinda doubts [Chorus] It’s just never ending laundry Spinning out my days Every shirt and every story On the same old wave Fold it up Fall apart Pile it in a basket heart Never ending laundry And I’m stuck on rinse [Bridge] [Drums and bass drop tight Guitars muted] Maybe when the hamper’s empty I’ll finally get some rest But there’s always one more wrinkle One more mess One more mess (hey!) [Chorus] It’s just never ending laundry Spinning out my days Every shirt and every story On the same old wave Fold it up Fall apart Pile it in a basket heart Never ending laundry Yeah I’m stuck on rinse (stuck on rinse, stuck on)
Tags
rock, Lo-fi indie rock band feel, male vocals with slightly dry tone. Clean, jangly electric guitars over a mid-tempo, groove-forward rhythm section; tight bass and crisp drums. Verses stay intimate and muttered, then chorus opens with doubled vocals, fuzz guitar accents, and tambourine. Bridge strips to drums and bass before a last, shouted chorus., indie rock
3:21
No
2/14/2026