

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Twenty-five, bad knees, bad habits Phone face down, can't stand my reflection Mirror like, "damn, you still here?" I'm like, "yeah, guess I missed my exit" Hairline gone, heartline flat Hoodie like armor, I sink in the fabric Scrollin' through strangers that "did it" While I’m stuck in the same sad traffic Doctor said move, I just laughed Ordered my feelings in a paper bag Say I want change, then I take a nap Dream of a world where I'm not this mad [Chorus] I’m a quarter-life ghost in a borrowed body Saying, "this year different" every damn morning Obsessed with change but I won’t get started I fade, I fade, I fade, but I don’t depart it I keep losing days like they’re loose receipts Promise I’ll fix me "next damn week" If change is hard, then I’m concrete-hearted I break, I break, I break, but I never start it [Verse 2] Every Monday, same script, same intro "New me" speech in the bathroom window Scale says, "bro," jeans say, "stop" Shirt hides every plan that I drop Friends getting weddings and mortgages I’m getting winded from boredom and oranges Laugh at my pain like it’s stand-up Clown in the crowd, scared to stand up Dad voice in my head like static "Be a man," yeah, that trick’s magic Can’t even walk past a gym Without hearing my own brain laugh at it (ha) [Chorus] I’m a quarter-life ghost in a borrowed body Saying, "this year different" every damn morning Obsessed with change but I won’t get started I fade, I fade, I fade, but I don’t depart it I keep losing days like they’re loose receipts Promise I’ll fix me "next damn week" If change is hard, then I’m concrete-hearted I break, I break, I break, but I never start it [Bridge] What if I don’t disappear What if I stay right here One deep breath, one cheap step Still counts, even dragged by fear What if this body’s not a joke What if my worth ain’t in that smoke What if today I move an inch And call that inch a holy shift (hey) [Chorus] I’m a quarter-life ghost in a borrowed body Still saying, "this year different" every damn morning Obsessed with change, maybe this is starting I shake, I shake, I shake, but I keep walking I’ve been losing days like they’re loose receipts But I write my name on this one at least If change is hard, then I’m battle-hearted I bend, I bend, I bend, but I haven’t parted
Tags
rap, Dark hybrid of emo-rap, punk energy, and swing-inspired bounce; minor-key jazz chords over a lurching, swung drum groove, warped bass, and scratchy guitar stabs. Male vocals that move between muttered rap, half-yelled hooks, and raw, cracked melodies. Choruses punch in with gang shouts and distorted doubles, bridge strips back to just piano, bass, and a close, confessional vocal before crashing back into the final hook., hip hop, punk, swing, emo
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3/9/2026