Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] We were kids in cheap chrome shades Shared one bed, two broke-upgrades You said, “Watch me, I’ll change the code” Then you changed your veins, went overload Late nights, laughing at the ceiling fan You were always plotting some bigger plan Then you swapped those dreams for a plastic bag Blue lights, white room, phone call lag [Chorus] Friends for life, now life stole you from me I’m screaming at a sky that won’t ever answer me Your hoodie on my chair, but you’re out of reach You left your ghost in every room I breathe Friends for life, now life stole you from me You promised me forever, then you left so suddenly Your name in my phone, but it doesn’t ring I’m talking to the air, and it don’t say anything [Verse 2] You said, “One hit, I’ll be fine, just watch” Now your heartbeat’s stuck in a frozen clock I replay your laugh in a glitchy loop Scroll your photos like a broken truth Your mom at the door, eyes vacant glass Me on the floor when they said you passed All these plans we made in marker ink Smudged out fast than a blinking link [Chorus] Friends for life, now life stole you from me I’m screaming at a sky that won’t ever answer me Your hoodie on my chair, but you’re out of reach You left your ghost in every room I breathe Friends for life, now life stole you from me You promised me forever, then you left so suddenly Your name in my phone, but it doesn’t ring I’m talking to the air, and it don’t say anything [Bridge] (Yeah) I still save a seat in my ride Talk to the silence on the passenger side Every little joke that I start to make I turn my head, remember you’re erased [Chorus] Friends for life, now life stole you from me I’m screaming at a sky that won’t ever answer me Your hoodie on my chair, but you’re out of reach You left your ghost in every room I breathe Friends for life, now life stole you from me You promised me forever, then you left so suddenly Your name in my phone, but it doesn’t ring I’m talking to the air, and it don’t say anything
Tags
rap, Glitchy future-trap / glitch hop hybrid with female vocals; sparse, detuned bells on the verses over skittering hi-hats and distorted 808 swells, then the chorus blooms into wide, sidechained synth stacks and pitched vocal chops. Energy arcs from numb, intimate confession to cathartic, tearful rage, then lands in a hollow outro with filtered drums and echoing ad-libs; heavy sub, crisp tops, and a slightly robotic vocal FX palette to match the futuristic mood., glitch hop, glitch
Duration
2:42
Instrumental
No
Created
2/4/2026