

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Click Crack Sweet on the air Drip on the jawbreaker stair (shh) [Verse 1] Lick of the lollipop lane Teeth in the taffy, you came Step in the syrup, you sink, you slip Sugar on your tongue, little heartbeats quick Cotton-candy fog in your lungs Footprints made of chewed-up gum I can hear your sneakers peel, peel, peel Every step you take makes a squeal [Chorus] Run from the Bubblegum Queen (run, run) Pink crown, red teeth, so mean Every breath you take goes double One, two (I’ll pop you like a bubble) You can taste me stuck in your teeth Sweet smile, thorns underneath Every road here loops and doubles There’s no escape I’ll pop you like a bubble [Verse 2] Jawbreak hills, round and bright Every color hiding a bite Candy cane bars on a carousel cage You spin, I sing, you age Caramel strings on your knees Pull, snap, drop to a freeze I hum your name in a licorice loop You’re a soft pink dot in a sticky soup [Chorus] Run from the Bubblegum Queen (don’t trip) Cherry streaks on my gown, so clean Every breath you take goes double One, two (I’ll pop you like a bubble) You can taste me stuck in your teeth Sweet smile, thorns underneath Every road here loops and doubles There’s no escape I’ll pop you like a bubble [Bridge] Hear that Pop Pop Pop That’s you in my pretty jaw Every wish melts down to straw Every path just leads to maw Whose shadow’s on your shoulder? Whose tongue on your ear gets colder? You pray this dream will crumble (Too late) I’ll pop you like a bubble [Chorus] Run from the Bubblegum Queen (run, run) Pink crown, red teeth, so mean Every breath you take goes double One, two (I’ll pop you like a bubble) You can taste me stuck in your teeth Sweet smile, thorns underneath Every road here loops and doubles There’s no escape I’ll pop you like a bubble [Outro] Hush, little runner, don’t you squirm Sugar in your veins, can’t turn Last soft breath, last tiny trouble Kiss on your cheek (I’ll pop you like a bubble)
Tags
rap, Sinister horror-trap beat under a detuned music-box motif, female vocals. Intro is just eerie box and distant hums, then huge sub and elastic, popping bass hits. Verses are tight, whispered, close-mic; chorus widens with stacked, taunting harmonies and childlike sing-song echoes. Occasional pitched-down doubles and reverse sweeps heighten the chase. End on a sudden cut to solo music box, then one last low bass hit., pop, female vocals
2:45
No
3/25/2026