Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Lost in the ceiling Red eyes, no feeling Same four walls But the room keep breathing (yeah) [Verse 1] I’ve been pacing through my head Back and forth till my thoughts get threadbare Tried love, tried God, tried beds I regret Still nothing hit like that first deep breath Scroll through my phone, every name feel dead Every “you up?” just echoes in my chest Chase that calm in a chaos mess But the comedown claws on my neck [Chorus] Nothing get me high like I get high Way high, way high, way high I don’t feel alive till I touch sky Way high, way high, way high You don’t really know me, only my climb Only my eyes when they rolled back white Can’t find anything in this life Make me feel the same as when I’m high (so high) [Verse 2] New day, same taste on my tongue Little chemical halo on my lungs Tell my mom “I’m fine,” tell my friends “I’m straight” But I’m lying every time that I say I’m okay Hit one spot, then I need that plus Hit one rush, then I need that flood Every clean week feel like rust Every clear thought turn to dust [Chorus] Nothing get me high like I get high Way high, way high, way high I don’t feel alive till I touch sky Way high, way high, way high You don’t really know me, only my climb Only my eyes when they rolled back white Can’t find anything in this life Make me feel the same as when I’m high (so high) [Bridge] Is it me or the smoke in my soul That keep writing my name on the door Say I’ll quit when I’m ready to grow But I only feel big when I overdose the glow Tell me, what’s real when the room tilt slow When the pain fade out and the past let go If heaven ever hit like this, I don’t know All I know is I’m scared to be low (yeah) [Chorus] Nothing get me high like I get high Way high, way high, way high I don’t feel alive till I touch sky Way high, way high, way high You don’t really know me, only my climb Only my eyes when they rolled back white Can’t find anything in this life Make me feel the same as when I’m high (so high)
Tags
rap, Dark melodic trap-house hybrid, male vocals. Gritty 808s and swung trap hats over a four-on-the-floor kick pulse, cold synth plucks, and airy trance pads. Verses stay tight and percussive, almost whispered, then the hook explodes with stacked auto-tuned harmonies and a detuned lead synth doubling the vocal. Second half brings in a rising melodic techno arpeggio and filtered build for a festival-ready drop., pop, hip hop, techno, edm, trance
Duration
3:46
Instrumental
No
Created
4/8/2026