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Lyrics
Verse 1
It’s eighty degrees in December,
Sunburnt skies and short-sleeve nights.
Christmas lights feel out of place
Under summer-colored light.
I’ve got windows down, radio low,
Trees still holding onto green.
Doesn’t feel like the year should end
Like this in between.
Chorus
It’s eighty degrees in December,
Feels wrong, but here we are.
Seasons breaking their own rules,
Just like hearts and plans and stars.
I’m sweating through the holidays,
Missing cold I used to know.
Funny how the world keeps spinning
Even when it won’t slow.
Verse 2
I miss the breath that turns to smoke,
The jackets pulled in tight.
Now I’m drinking something cold
Under glowing porch-light signs.
Calendars say winter’s here,
But the weather didn’t listen.
Kinda like when you said forever—
And meant it in that moment.
Bridge
Maybe nothing stays on schedule,
Maybe change is just the rule.
Snowflakes turning into sun,
December acting like July’s fool.
If the seasons can’t decide,
Maybe it’s okay I can’t too.
Final Chorus / Outro
It’s eighty degrees in December,
No frost on the ground below.
But I’m learning warmth can come and go
And still let something new grow.
If the year won’t end the way I planned,
I’ll meet it where it stands.
Short sleeves, long thoughts, open road—
Eighty degrees… and moving on.
Details
GeneratedDec 27, 2025
Duration2:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
Melancholic Lo-fi with Nostalgic Synths and Gentle Rain Sounds
Credits
Prompt bySwoleYoshi
ModelAria v5
