

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Newsfeed flickers on the wall Coffee going cold beside my hand Counting down the colors in the graph lines Trying not to understand Street outside is way too quiet Even sirens gave up weeks ago I tilt my head and hear the numbers humming Like they know Like they know [Chorus] 777 in my ceiling 936 under my skin I just sit here Breathing Watching As the edges all cave in Every wave keeps overlapping Till it all turns paper thin World’s ending in slow motion And I’m not sure where I’ve been [Verse 2] Curtains open Sky looks metal Sun’s a broken bulb behind the haze My own heartbeat phase‑shift drifting Out of step Out of phase I swirl the last sip in the cup Tiny storm in porcelain Thinking how we learned the math for everything Except how not to cave in [Chorus] 777 in my ceiling 936 under my skin I just sit here Breathing Watching As the edges all cave in Every wave keeps overlapping Till it all turns paper thin World’s ending in slow motion And I’m not sure where I’ve been [Bridge] Triangle pulse in my temples Square teeth bite on the glass Signal sliding past the window As the minutes lose their mass If this is how it all is ending Silent Perfect Clean and still Then let the pattern keep on shifting Till it’s stronger than my will [Chorus] 777 in my ceiling 936 under my skin I just sit here Breathing Watching As the edges all cave in Every wave keeps overlapping Till it all turns paper thin If the world is really over Let it fade out from within
Tags
Glitchy alt-pop with a cold, mechanical pulse under airy male vocals. Minimal beat with clipped kicks and dry snare, detuned synth pads panning slowly. Triangle and square-wave leads weave uneasy arps; chorus blooms with wide reverb, stacked vocoder harmonies, and a pulsing sidechain bed that swells into a final, haunting fadeout., world
4:05
No
2/9/2026