Lyrics
[Verse 1]
2042, rain on the glass
Your name on a wristband, mine on a pass
Lab-grown roses in a cracked white tray
We stole a look and the world went gray
Your iris scan said, "please step in"
Mine said, "unknown," but you let me in
Pulse code matching under my skin
Like something old was waking again
[Pre-Chorus]
They built you spare parts and hope
I came with a damaged heart
Now the door locks shut
And the city falls apart
[Chorus]
Chromed heart code
You and me
Chromed heart code
Set me free
New kind of love
In the static glow
Chromed heart code
Don't let go
[Verse 2]
Gene-line velvet, chrome in your veins
You learned my laugh from a bank of names
On your tongue, my smoke-and-salt taste
On my hands, your midnight trace
We were never made for the same machine
Still you moved like a lucid dream
In the alley light, in the drainage steam
You said, "stay close," and I said, "please"
[Pre-Chorus]
They can rewrite flesh and bone
They can print a perfect face
But they never planned
For the way you take my place
[Chorus]
Chromed heart code
You and me
Chromed heart code
Set me free
New kind of love
In the static glow
Chromed heart code
Don't let go
[Bridge]
If they cut the line, I'll learn your shape
If they scrub the files, I'll keep your name
In the shell of dawn, through the security gate
I'll find you again, I'll find you again
[Final Chorus]
Chromed heart code
You and me
Chromed heart code
Set me free
New kind of love
In the static glow
Chromed heart code
Don't let go
Chromed heart code
We survive
Chromed heart code
You and I
Style
cyberpunk synth-pop with propulsive four-on-the-floor kicksyncopated electro bassand glossy arpeggiated leads; verse stays lean with clipped drumsfiltered padsand close-mic vocal deliverypre-chorus opens with rising noise and stacked harmonieschorus hits wide with laser synth hooks and gang-vocal repeats. vocal has tight doublesairy delay throwsand whispered ad-libs; ear candy includes reversed swellsglitch ticksand a neon-like shimmer on transitions. brightpunchyfuturistic mix with a sleek late-night edge.
Prompt
A new kind of love, genetically altered, cyberpunk feel, year 2042
Credits
Prompt byRoyalFlame47
GeneratedJun 8, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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