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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Your cap still hangs by the door
Your boots still grit the mat
I grab two cups by habit
Then I laugh when I catch that
You’d say, “Bro, don’t freeze up”
When the room goes hard and cold
Now I talk to your picture
Like it might answer back, yo
[Pre-Chorus]
And I hate that the plate’s still set
Hate that the phone don’t ring
Hate the way the whole house leans
When I say your name
[Chorus]
Gone forever, gone forever
Say it back, say it back
Gone forever, gone forever
I can’t patch that crack
Gone forever, gone forever
Still I kick that door
Gone forever, gone forever
But you live in the sore
[Verse 2]
We were posted by the parking lot
Mud on the cuffs, cheap gas smoke
You stole my zip-up, then you disappeared
Like a joke that nobody told
Now your name is on my tongue
Like a nail I can’t spit out
I swear I hear you in the hallway
Then I wake to the same damn sound
[Pre-Chorus]
And I hate that the plate’s still set
Hate that the phone don’t ring
Hate the way the whole house leans
When I say your name
[Chorus]
Gone forever, gone forever
Say it back, say it back
Gone forever, gone forever
I can’t patch that crack
Gone forever, gone forever
Still I kick that door
Gone forever, gone forever
But you live in the sore
[Bridge]
If I could drag you back
I’d tear the night in half
I’d give my lungs your air
I’d take the pain and laugh
But the frame stays empty
Chair legs scrape the floor
I keep your ghost in my jacket
Like a patch I wore before
[Chorus]
Gone forever, gone forever
Say it back, say it back
Gone forever, gone forever
I can’t patch that crack
Gone forever, gone forever
Still I kick that door
Gone forever, gone forever
But you live in the sore
Details
GeneratedJul 27, 2026
Duration3:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
Grunge trap with sludgy distorted guitars, half-time 808 knocks, and snare cracks that drag behind the pocket; verse rides murky bass and tight rap phrasing, pre-chorus opens with strained shouted harmonies, chorus hits with ragged gang vocals and octave guitar swells. Filtered reverse cymbals, amp hiss, and a final-drop drum fill add lift. Raw, heavy, close-mic and punchy., rock, grunge, rap
Credits
Prompt bySparkMisty149
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A grunge trap song about a friend whose gone forever, rock, rap, trap
