Prompt / Lyrics
[INTRO] (industrial drone fades in) (tape hiss) (distant metallic clanks) (low distorted sub slowly rising) Static in my head, yeah Born tired, been dead since I woke up Life buffering, nothing loading God left the chat — no follow-up ⸻ [VERSE 1] (beat drops — heavy industrial kick + distorted 808) Nothing matters, so I made it loud 140 thoughts, no way out Clock still ticking but I feel paused Reality cracked, file corrupted Woke up numb with a glitch in my chest Every breath feel stolen, not blessed Chasing meaning like it owe me rent But hope don’t pay, it just overdrafts Born tired, yeah that’s my name Raised on static, wired to pain They said “trust the process” — but the process fried my brain ⸻ [PRE-CHORUS] (hi-hats stutter) (synths pitch bend) If this is living, what’s the cost? If this is God, then where he lost? ⸻ [CHORUS] (bass widens — wall of sound) Nothing matters — turn it up Dead-end thoughts — speed it up Life feel fake — glitch it out If I’m lost, let the noise drown it out Nothing matters — turn it up Born tired — had enough If this void the truth I found Then bury me inside the sound ⸻ [VERSE 2] (beat strips slightly — grimy rap focus) Exhaustion tattooed on my spine Days bleed together, can’t tell time Every promise came half-broken Every prayer bounced back unsigned Reality feel like lag and delay NPC smiles, say “I’m okay” Scrolling graves in my phone at night Everyone living — I’m buffering God left the chat, no reply Guess I talk to myself to survive If this all ends in nothing anyway Why silence the scream inside? ⸻ [SPOKEN WORD BREAKDOWN] (beat collapses to sub rumble) (tape hiss returns) (reverb-heavy spoken vocal) I don’t think I’m sad. I think I’m tired of pretending this means something. They said “find purpose,” but nobody told me what to do when it disappears. Every day feels borrowed. Every night lasts too long. I don’t want to die — I just want the noise to stop for a second. If God’s still listening… he’s real quiet lately. (brief silence) So I turn it up. Not to feel alive — but to feel anything. ⸻ [DROP / FINAL CHORUS] (full industrial drop slams back in) (distortion maxed) Nothing matters — turn it up Dead-end thoughts — speed it up Life feel fake — glitch it out If I’m lost, let the noise drown it out Nothing matters — turn it up Born tired — had enough If this void the truth I found Then bury me inside the sound ⸻ [OUTRO] (beat decays into static) (distant echoing bass hit) (machine hum fades out) Life feels like a glitch… so I made it loud.
Tags
Industrial Rap, Dark Trap, Experimental Hip-Hop, Horrorcore, Industrial Bass, Dystopian Trap, Dissociated Rap, male
Duration
3:00
Instrumental
No
Created
12/22/2025