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[Verse 1]
Empty bottles by the mattress
Blue light on your shattered phone
You say “I’m fine, I swear I’m past this”
But your hands still shake when you’re alone
You keep your secrets in the bathroom
I hear you breathing through the door
Every promise like a tattoo
Fading, but it still feels sore
[Chorus]
You love the high more than you love me
You chase the rush, I chase a memory
I gave you all, you gave me nosebleeds
Broken veins and empty dreams
You love the high more than you love me
You kiss the pain like it’s your ecstasy
I’m screaming “stay” into your ghost sheets
While you’re out there breaking me
[Verse 2]
Every night the same confession
“I’ll be better, just one try”
Your tears smell like bad obsession
Sweet talk laced with one more lie
I watched your heartbeat in the monitor
Wires wrapped around your chest
Doctor talking like a foreigner
All I heard was “this is what’s left”
[Chorus]
You love the high more than you love me
You chase the rush, I chase a memory
I gave you all, you gave me nosebleeds
Broken veins and empty dreams
You love the high more than you love me
You kiss the pain like it’s your ecstasy
I’m screaming “stay” into your ghost sheets
While you’re out there breaking me
[Bridge]
I can’t be your rehab, baby (nah)
Can’t drag you out this ocean deep
I packed my bags and left your hoodie
Still smells like you and gasoline
If you ever make it back to daylight
You’ll find my name carved in the wall
Little note beside the doorway
“I loved you, but I had to fall”
[Chorus]
You love the high more than you love me
You chase the rush, I chase a memory
I gave you all, you gave me nosebleeds
Broken veins and empty dreams
You love the high more than you love me
You kiss the pain like it’s your ecstasy
I’m done screaming into ghost sheets
This time I’m the one who leaves
Details
GeneratedMar 13, 2026
Duration2:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody trap-pop crossover, male vocals. Close, dry lead in the verses over sparse keys and sub bass, distant vocal chops swirling in the background. Hook explodes with layered harmonies, wide synth pads, and a brighter drum groove. Auto-tuned ad-libs echo in the gaps; bridge strips to piano and vocal then slams back into a final, anthemic chorus., pop
Credits
Prompt byPrimePanther566
ModelAria v5
Prompt
male, studio, rap, pop, about drug addiction and heartbreak
