Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Pressed against the bathroom door Plastic cup shaking in my hand Tile floor tilting like a wave I can't hear what they're saying Flashes from a stranger's phone Bassline pushing through my chest Every laugh feels like it's aimed Right between my ribs Yeah [Pre-Chorus] I text myself "it's fine" Then I slip out of the line Coat half on Heart off time Just need air Just need out [Chorus] So I ran from the party Heart loud in my ears Breath short Eyes blurry Thought I'd disappear Till the streetlights Streetlights Spelled my name in gold Little halos on the pavement Saying "you’re not alone" Under streetlights Streetlights I finally slowed Every glowing little circle Felt a lot like home [Verse 2] Cold night Collar to my chin Sidewalk cracks like dotted lines Every step a shaky prayer Every car a warning sign Counting numbers Matching steps One-two-three with every breath Then the dark broke into rings Soft and honest overhead [Pre-Chorus] Yellow pools on busted roads Lighting up the old brick rows Felt like faces I once knew Saying "hey We waited for you" [Chorus] So I ran from the party Heart loud in my ears Breath short Eyes blurry Thought I'd disappear Till the streetlights Streetlights Spelled my name in gold Little halos on the pavement Saying "you’re not alone" Under streetlights Streetlights I finally slowed Every glowing little circle Felt a lot like home [Bridge] [low vocal register] Hands in my pockets Knees still weak But the panic broke Where the corners meet Where the corner store sign Flickers out then on And the lamppost hum Hums me along (woah) [Bridge] [whispered vocals] I am ok I am still here I am more than My worst fear [crescendo] Singing I am okay Right here on this road With the streetlights Streetlights Guiding me home [Chorus] [Chorus]
Tags
rock, Acoustic-driven pop folk with pop-punk edge; bright strummed guitars and a steady kick-snare carry the verses, then the chorus bursts in with gang vocals, octave guitars, and a lifted tempo. Dynamic build from small and shaky to wide and anthemic; male vocals starting intimate, cracking a bit on the first hook, then opening into full-throated singalong with layered harmonies and a wordless chant outro over ringing chords., pop, pop punk, folk
Duration
3:34
Instrumental
No
Created
1/14/2026