Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Scroll stream
Every take, every team
Every clip like a net
On a fish that just wants sleep
Hot words
Cold hearts in a race
Every mouth got a megaphone
Nobody shows their face
I been drifting, tab to tab
Tiny storms in a slab of glass
All caps in a comment crash
Why it feel like they own my breath
[Chorus]
Wind of minds, they talk, they roar
Pull me out, away from shore
Not truth, not lies, just gusts that pour
I’m cutting through to hear my core
Noise so loud, I lose the thread
All these clouds inside my head
Turn it down, let silence spread
I need the Soul, not what they said
[Verse 2]
They say “think for yourself”
Then they sell you the thoughts on a shelf
Pre-packed pain, discount joy
Same script, same ploy
Every side got a chant, got a flag
Got a tag for the doubt in your bag
“Come here, let me fix that lag”
But the fix just feeds the drag
I’ve been nodding to things I don’t feel
Arguing points that ain’t even real
Echo rooms with a funhouse mirror
Every step I take, less nearer
[Chorus]
Wind of minds, they talk, they roar
Pull me out, away from shore
Not truth, not lies, just gusts that pour
I’m cutting through to hear my core
Noise so loud, I lose the thread
All these clouds inside my head
Turn it down, let silence spread
I need the Soul, not what they said
[Bridge]
Shh
Let it all wash past
Let it all run fast
Streams don’t last
Close those tabs in my chest (inhale)
Let the breath log out the rest (exhale)
If it don’t ring clean in the still
It was never my voice, never my will
[Chorus]
Wind of minds, they talk, they roar
Pull me out, away from shore
Not truth, not lies, just gusts that pour
I’m cutting through to hear my core
Noise so loud, I lose the thread
All these clouds inside my head
Turn it down, let silence spread
I need the Soul, not what they said
Style
raphypnotic trance-rap beat at 132 bpmpulsing bass arps and distant vocal chops. verses weave soft-spokentightly pocketed male vocals over swirling pads; hook widens with doubled leadsairy reverband a subtle choir texture. kick stays steady and mesmerichats skitter in patterns that feel like thought-loopswith a final outro that strips to basspadand whispered ad-libs.trancesoulnoise
Prompt
the stream of opinions. dive a bit inward, and currents of voices pull you in every direction. not truth, not lies,just the wind of minds speaking without anchor.noise disconnect from Soul.
trance rap
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683GeneratedFeb 12, 2026
ModelAria v5
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