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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red on the dashboard
You text "we're done" at 2:04
I’m on the shoulder
Breath stuck halfway in my throat
Half of my makeup
On my sleeve
On my phone
Love hit the guardrail
I’m dialing
Dialing
Don't hang up
[Pre-Chorus]
Who picks up when you fall like this?
Who pulls you from the spin?
You keep saying you’re over it
But I’m racing back again
[Chorus]
This is my pop 911
When your world comes undone
I’m the song you put on
When you’re breaking
Breaking
Hit me like pop 911
I’ll come running to you
Every beat
Every drum
Screaming "baby
We’re not done"
[Verse 2]
Floor full of Polaroids
Us in July
Stupid smiles
You say you burned them
But I know you kept a pile
All of your tough talk
Falls apart at a red light
You’re not a stranger
You’re my favorite near-miss crash site
[Pre-Chorus]
Who picks up when you fall like this?
Who pulls you from the spin?
Even when you deny it all
You still call me in the end
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Say my name
Hit send
You know I answer again
You bend
I bend
We both always descend
[big stacked vocals]
Every siren in my chest
Says you’re still my only one
When it all goes wrong
Confess
I’m your pop 911
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 28, 2025
Duration2:34
LanguageNL
Style
pop, High-gloss pop at 122 BPM, bright synth stabs and tight drum groove. Verses stay lean with palm‑muted guitar and dry vocal; pre-chorus swells with risers and stacked backing “oh-oh”s. Chorus explodes with sidechained pads, octave lead hook, and big gang vocals on the title line. Short bridge drops to filtered drums and vocoder before a final, punchy chorus.
Credits
Prompt by
AmbientDrone303
AmbientDrone303ModelAria v5
Prompt
pop 911
