Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up
Same screen
Same room
Same hoodie on my chair like a costume
Group chat ghosted
Plans in the dust
Every late reply collecting rust
[Pre-Chorus]
Calendar full of colored lies
All of these boxes
Nothing inside
How did the summer fall through my hands?
How did a moment turn into
[Chorus]
Days turn to weeks turn to months
Blink and the whole year’s gone (gone, gone)
Scrolling through a life I never touched
While the numbers roll on
Days turn to weeks turn to months
I’m stuck in the loading bar
If time’s gonna run this fast on us
Then I’m crashing the clock
Going hard (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Half-finished playlist
Twelve missed calls
Stickers peeling off my wall
Old wristband on my nightstand
Proof I used to have a plan
[Pre-Chorus]
Circle the dates
Then tear the page
Same four walls
Just a different age
How did the summer fall through my hands?
How did a moment turn into
[Chorus]
Days turn to weeks turn to months
Blink and the whole year’s gone (so gone)
Scrolling through a life I never touched
While the numbers roll on
Days turn to weeks turn to months
I’m done staying where I are
If time’s gonna run this fast on us
Then I’m crashing the clock
Going hard (oh yeah)
Style
rockhigh-gloss hyperpop meets punchy pop-punk guitars and explosive future-bass drops; male vocals with stackedpitched harmonies. verses stay tight over choppy synth stabs and distorted basspre-chorus pulls back with sidechained padsthen huge detuned-saw drop under the chorus. lots of glitchy fillsstuttered vocal chopsand an energy arc that rockets from anxious to euphoric.punkhyper poppop
Prompt
Hyper pop, punk pop, future bass drop
Seeing the days turn to weeks turn to months
Credits
Prompt by
DreamyCow
DreamyCowGeneratedJan 24, 2026
ModelAria v5
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