Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Coffee gone cold
Ash in the tray
Cheap yellow lamplight
Keeps calling my name
Your coat on the chair
Keys by the sink
Every small silence
Still makes me think
[Chorus]
Got your dust on my tongue
Every word tastes like you
I keep lying to myself
Saying I'm done, that we're through
But this chair knows your shape
And this bed knows your truth
Got your dust on my tongue
And it burns like proof
[Verse 2]
Sink full of dishes
Soap on my hands
Talking to myself
Like you still understand
Clock on the wall
Dragging one blue shoe
Every slow second
Walks back to you
[Chorus]
Got your dust on my tongue
Every word tastes like you
I keep lying to myself
Saying I'm done, that we're through
But this chair knows your shape
And this bed knows your truth
Got your dust on my tongue
And it burns like proof
[Bridge]
I wash and I wipe
I scrub and I sweep (oh, I try)
But you stay in the cracks
In the breath when I sleep
If loving was wrong
Why's missing you right?
Why's your name the only prayer
I got left at night?
[Chorus]
Got your dust on my tongue
Every word tastes like you
I keep lying to myself
Saying I'm done, that we're through
But this chair knows your shape
And this bed knows your truth
Got your dust on my tongue
Every lie tastes like you
Details
GeneratedApr 13, 2026
Duration4:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow-burning neo-blues ballad, male vocals. Damp, roomy drums and a lazy bassline under a reedy organ pad and tremolo guitar. Verse keeps it hushed and intimate; chorus swells with call-and-response backing vocals and a touch of tape saturation. Bridge strips to vocal, bass, and hand snaps before a final, aching chorus., soul, blues
Credits
Prompt byLofiBanger163
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Nd, blues, soul
