

Prompt / Lyrics
(Verse 1) You walked in like weather that wasn't forecast A low-pressure system disguised by your laugh Your words fly around like a perfectly folded paper plane Each one addressed to your unopened name I catalog glances the way some count the stars I rehearse conversations that never got far My nervous system hums at the pitch of your voice I'm already ruined and I don't have a choice (Chorus) Limerence- fever dream with your face on repeat Limerence- carving your initials in sleep Now, I'm collecting the crumbs you intended to leave Painting a picture from things I couldn't believe Limerence- you're the drug and the vein The sweetest withdrawal I can never explain (Verse 2) I keep your "seen" timestamp like holy scripture Clock tickin loud at 3:17, my new religion Tell myself patterns are where the chaos lives Then turn your politeness into oxygen Write you letters I swear I'll never send Imagine my hands on the small of your back again Every song on shuffle is suddenly about us Worshipping shadows and calling it trust (Chorus) Limerence- cathedral of almost and if Limerence- the beautiful lie that I live I'm addicted to maybe, to someday, to when To the version of you that let me in Limerence- you, the perfect definition of sin Bleeding out of the love that I felt within (Bridge) Then the mirror cracks clean down the middle Your name tastes like iron, like blood, like a riddle Holding someone else's hand so tight Disappearing then stealing all of my light The fantasy fractures, the shrine catches fire Hope turns to ash on a funeral pyre I loved an idea that was wearing me thin Now I'm learning how nothing feels worse than nothing again (Final Chorus) Limerence- you're leaving quiet as rain Limerence- Carved your name then walked away I don't hate you, I just hate what I became Yeah, I let a mirage become my only flame Limerence- I will never be the same A life sentence impression from your fuckin name! (Outro) Limerence… I hate what I've become Interference... look at what's been done The silence... I hate what you've become It's like a game, a game you played for fun. Pointed at my head is your loaded gun....
Tags
Screamo with midwest guitar riffs and metalcore breakdowns. Male singer with screaming backing vocals.
3:49
No
1/11/2026