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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
1738 on the clock
I was broke
Same hoodie
Same block
Got a text
Just 6-7 words
Hit me harder than a punch
That hurt
Sixteen missed calls
You were done
I was twenty-one
Thought I was grown
Now it’s numbers on my phone screen
But your name still hits like morphine
[Chorus]
1738
I still see your face
Every time I check the time
I’m right back in that place
Six and seven shots just to blur that day
Twenty-one and stupid
Let you walk away
1738
Yeah
It haunts me still
All these little numbers know the way I feel
1738
I can’t change that date
So I keep you in my head like a code I can’t erase
[Verse 2]
Six friends say “bro
Just move on”
Seven times I lie “yeah
I’m good
I’m calm”
Two a.m. hits
Truth walks in
One more thought of you
Same old spin
Twenty-one questions I can’t ask
Like who holds you now
Do they laugh like we laughed
Every digit is a door I won’t open
So I just let them glow on my lock screen
Unspoken
[Chorus]
1738
I still see your face
Every time I check the time
I’m right back in that place
Six and seven shots just to blur that day
Twenty-one and stupid
Let you walk away
1738
Yeah
It haunts me still
All these little numbers know the way I feel
1738
I can’t change that date
So I keep you in my head like a code I can’t erase
Details
GeneratedFeb 11, 2026
Duration2:17
Languageunknown
Style
Moody melodic trap ballad, male vocals. Detuned keys and airy pads over a slow, trunk-rattling groove; vocal rides a sing-rap cadence with conversational verses and a soaring, repetitive hook. Subtle auto-tune shimmer, ad-lib stack in the chorus, and sparse, filtered drums that open up on the last hook for a wider, anthemic feel.
Credits
Prompt byMelodyXylophone911
ModelAria v5
Prompt
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