

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Scrolling through the ruins of my group chat Everyone was there till they moved past Took my heart, screenshot, then they zoomed in Turned my soft spots into bruised skin I laugh loud, keep the mask on crooked Say I'm fine, every word so scripted All my friends talk dreams like a podcast I just nod, taking notes I won't pass [Chorus] I’ve been screaming in a whisper Waving from the bottom of the pool Everyone says "it gets better" But they never say better for who If I disappear, would it hurt? Would it matter if I took one step? I keep saying I'm okay, I guess But it feels like static in my chest (yeah) [Verse 2] Mom says, "You should get more sunlight" I’m awake every day past midnight All my thoughts play tag with the worst ones Turn my brain into a rerun Got a list of replies I rehearse now "I’m just tired," "it’s fine," "don’t worry about it" Truth is I don't wanna be this letdown Truth is I don't know who I am now [Chorus] I’ve been screaming in a whisper Waving from the bottom of the pool Everyone says "it gets better" But they never say better for who If I disappear, would it hurt? Would it matter if I took one step? I keep saying I'm okay, I guess But it feels like static in my chest (oh) [Bridge] If you're out there feeling like a glitch too Like the invite never really hit you You can play this when the night gets too loud We can be the ones who say it out loud [Chorus] We’ve been screaming in a whisper Waving from the bottom of the pool If it ever, ever gets better Let's make sure it’s better for us too If we disappear, would it hurt? Yeah, it matters, so just hold your breath less Text my phone when it all makes no sense We’ll survive this static in our chests (yeah)
Tags
rap, Moody emo-rap / pop blend with male vocals; intimate verses over muted guitar and warm sub-bass, swung trap hats and soft snares. Choruses open with airy pads and stacked harmonies, hooky melodic topline and subtle pitch-bent ad-libs. Second half adds distorted backing chants and a filtered drum lift for catharsis that still feels bedroom-confessional., pop, emo
2:29
No
4/18/2026