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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Wake up, doomscroll, thumb on fire
Every headline
louder, liar
Aliens trending, sky got leaks
Talking like the secrets
dropping every week
Name on a list
whole world gasp
Shadows in ties
clink their glass
Smiles on screens
dead in the eyes
Truth in the comments
wrapped in disguise (yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t tell what’s a meme, what’s a warning
Same feed
same fear
every morning
Laugh so I don’t cry
it’s a cycle
Swipe down once
that’s a whole new bible
[Chorus]
It’s a push alert apocalypse
Buzzing in my hand like it owns my grip
They spin that spin
’til the room don’t sit
Every day’s a plot twist
can’t keep up with it
Got the world on a livestream, losing its mind
Talking heads talk
I read between lines
If the truth’s in the glitch
I might find my fix
In this push alert apocalypse (apocalypse)
[Verse 2]
He said what?
clip on loop
Cut to the panel
same old troupe
Laugh track ready
scripted shock
Clockwork chaos
round-the-clock
“Breaking” banner
never goes dark
Fear for sale
in the shopping cart
They feed that feed
’til we feed back
Argue in caps
over crooked facts (hey)
[Pre-Chorus]
I mute the sound
but it hums in my chest
Heart rate
same pace
as the group text
Is it all just a show
for the clicks?
Or are we really this close
to the edge of it?
[Chorus]
It’s a push alert apocalypse
Buzzing in my hand like it owns my grip
They spin that spin
’til the room don’t sit
Every day’s a plot twist
can’t keep up with it
Got the world on a livestream, losing its mind
Talking heads talk
I read between lines
If the truth’s in the glitch
I might find my fix
In this push alert apocalypse (yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
I clear my cache
but the past stays cached
Names in files
ghosts in cash
Little green question
“Are we alone?”
Meanwhile we can’t even
share one home
I’m laughing, I’m raging
I’m tired, I’m wired
Whole feed’s on fire
I’m so inspired
to log off
lock in
breathe, then resist
If the world’s this wild
I’ma live through the twist (woah)
[Chorus]
It’s a push alert apocalypse
Buzzing in my hand like it owns my grip
They spin that spin
’til the room don’t sit
Every day’s a plot twist
can’t keep up with it
Got the world on a livestream, losing its mind
Talking heads talk
I read between lines
If the truth’s in the glitch
I might find my fix
In this push alert apocalypse
[Outro]
Swipe once
new storm
same old script
I stay
half woke
half over it
If the sky falls
I’ll still talk my— (shh)
In this push alert
push alert apocalypse
Details
GeneratedFeb 20, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Glitchy trap-glitch hop hybrid with female vocals; detuned bells and filtered arps over sparse 808s and stuttering percussion. Verses ride a clipped, rapid-fire flow with chopped vocal glitches; chorus widens with airy harmonies, distorted bass swells, and riser sweeps. Occasional bitcrushed fills and tape-stop moments to mirror the chaos of nonstop headlines., glitch hop, glitch
Credits
Prompt by
DigitalSignal964
DigitalSignal964ModelAria v5
Prompt
Song about current events and how wild the news is getting every day with alien disclosure, Epstein files, constant chatter about what wild thing Donald Trump said, rap, trap,glitch,glitch hop,female
