Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Sunrise on an ashtray table Cold coffee, phone face-down My reflection in the dark TV Won't even try to stick around I wear my jacket in the kitchen Like I might bolt through the wall Every cupboard packed with memories I don't wanna touch at all [Pre-Chorus] I tell myself I'm fine, I'm stable (yeah right) Then the quiet starts to crawl Every shadow on the ceiling Knows my name, it knows it all [Chorus] Shadows Creeping at the edges of my mind Shadows Saying everything I try to hide They follow when I run They’re louder when I’m numb Shadows Living in the places you left behind [Verse 2] Got your sweater by the front door Still hanging like a held breath All your postcards on the fridge door Maps of cities that we never met I talk tough in the bathroom mirror Practice lines like armor plates But one crack in my composure And they pour in through the gates (hey!) [Pre-Chorus] I tell myself I'm past your ghost now Then the floor begins to shake Every silence in this hallway Screams the shapes that we both made [Chorus] Shadows Creeping at the edges of my mind Shadows Saying everything I try to hide They follow when I run They’re louder when I’m numb Shadows Living in the places you left behind [Bridge] Yeah I tried that blackout, blackout Blank screen, late-night blackout Still your name bleeds bright through the dark of the room I can’t scrub this, can’t out-run this Every step, that same dull thud, it's Like the floor remembers every part of you [Chorus] Shadows Creeping at the edges of my mind Shadows Saying everything I try to hide They follow when I run They’re louder when I’m numb Shadows Living in the places you left behind [Chorus] Shadows Painted on the inside of my eyes Shadows Turn my every truth into a lie I’m reaching for the sun But all I touch is one Shadow Shaped like you, and it won’t say goodbye
Tags
rap, Moody hybrid of alternative rock, nu metal, and rap rock: dirty drop-tuned guitars, elastic bass, and punchy modern drums. Verses lean on half-time groove, filtered synth pulses, and rhythmic male vocals that blur spoken-word and rap. Choruses explode with wide distorted guitars, soaring melodic topline, and stacked gang shouts on key phrases. Electronic textures swell between sections, with a brief middle-eight breakdown where everything drops to vocal, sub-bass, and stuttering glitches before the final, crushing chorus., alternative rock, nu metal, rap rock, rock, post-grunge, hard rock, electronic
Duration
3:40
Instrumental
No
Created
4/6/2026