[INTRO]
[A bright, lo-fi piano riff looping quickly. A fast, bouncy trap eighth-note hi-hat cuts in immediately.]
[MVSSY_LVND]:
My friends say I’m acting weird again.
Checking my phone at the dinner table.
It’s only been 3 weeks but my head is spinning,
and honestly, it’s kind of annoying how much I like you.
[The 808 bass drops—it’s punchy, fast, and makes you want to move]
Yeah, it’s getting loud in here.
[CHORUS]
[MVSSY_LVND]:
It feels like allergy season in my chest—too heavy to breathe.
You’re keeping me up past 3 AM, and I usually hate losing sleep.
Everything is moving way too fast, the windows are rolled down,
and I can't even hear myself think over the radio.
But I don't think I want you to stop.
No, don't stop.
[VERSE 1]
[The melody thins out to just a driving bassline and the snappy snare drum, keeping the energy high but giving the rapper a clean pocket.]
[Male Guest - Rap]:
Look, my roommate keeps asking why your car is always outside.
I told him we’re just talking, but honestly that’s a lie.
We’re driving around the city till the gas light comes on,
complaining about our exes until the night is gone.
I know you’re scared of tripping, scared of falling too hard,
got your hands on the dashboard, staring out at the stars.
But look at the trees blooming, look at the pollen on the hood.
I used to hate the spring, but this is feeling too good.
You got your hair tied back, singing lyrics all wrong,
and I’m just sitting in the driver’s seat hoping this is our song.
So let’s just ride it out, see where the road ends,
forget about the rules, forget about being just friends.
[PRE-CHORUS]
[The snare rolls start building up, creating that chaotic, dizzying rush.]
[MVSSY_LVND]:
My eyes are watering from the wind...
[Male Guest]:
Keep driving.
[MVSSY_LVND]:
I don’t even care where we end up.
[Male Guest]:
We’re already there.
[MVSSY_LVND]:
It’s getting a little too bright out...
[MVSSY_LVND & Male Guest]:
And I can’t look away.
[BRIDGE]
[The 808 bass cuts out. The lo-fi piano plays a new, emotional chord while the hi-hats stutter rapidly in the background.]
[MVSSY_LVND]:
Are we rushing into traffic?
Are we going to crash?
[Male Guest]:
Just press on the gas, girl, don't look at the dash.
[MVSSY_LVND]:
Because my heart is beating louder than the bass in the trunk.
[Male Guest]:
We're too far in to ever get unstuck.[MVSSY_LVND & Male Guest]:
And I don't want to slow down.
No, don't slow down.
[A massive snare roll builds for 4 bars, exploding into the final Chorus]
[CHORUS]
[MVSSY_LVND]:
It feels like allergy season in my chest—too heavy to breathe.
You’re keeping me up past 3 AM, and I usually hate losing sleep.
Everything is moving way too fast, the windows are rolled down,
and I can't even hear myself think over the radio.
But I don't think I want you to stop.
No, don't stop.
[OUTRO]
[MVSSY_LVND]:
Yeah, my head is spinning.
Don't stop.
[The piano loops one last time, ending abruptly on an unresolved chord]
MVSSY_LVND
