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[Verse 1]
Two texts on read
Ghosted by the weekend
Scroll back, same thread
Same lies, same dead end
You say, "We should talk"
Then you vanish mid-sentence
I pace that parking lot
Like I’m stuck in detention
[Pre-Chorus]
You only call when you’re bored
I only pick up to feel wanted
We keep rewinding the war
Like we like being haunted
[Chorus]
I’m gonna burn it into memory
Every time you never showed
Every almost, every could’ve
Every “baby, I don’t know”
I’m gonna frame it like a trophy
All the ways you let me down
So when you crawl back, begging
I can finally stand my ground
(hey!)
I’ll burn it into memory
Till there’s nothing left of you now
[Verse 2]
Your sweatshirt on my chair
Still smells like last August
Polaroids in a drawer
Every grin feels dishonest
Your playlist in my car
Keeps skipping to our fights
Hit skip, hit skip
Still you crash in my mind
[Pre-Chorus]
You only care when you lose
I only stayed ‘cause I’m loyal
We kept confusing abuse
With something precious and royal
[Chorus]
I’m gonna burn it into memory
Every time you slammed the door
Every eye-roll, every comment
Cutting straight into the core
I’m gonna carve it in the ceiling
So I see it lying down
So when I dream you’re perfect
I remember what I found
(woah)
I’ll burn it into memory
Till there’s nothing left to doubt
[Bridge]
This is for every “I’m fine”
When I wasn’t alright
This is for every excuse
You rehearsed every night
I’m done playing your echo
I’m done chasing your smoke
I’m keeping every last detail
So I don’t get re-broke
[Chorus]
I’m gonna burn it into memory
Every silence, every spin
Every half-truth, every rumor
Every mask you tried to wear in
I’m gonna sing it like an anthem
With my friends all screaming loud
So when you say you’ve changed
I can fade into the crowd
(hey! hey!)
I’ll burn it into memory
Yeah, I’m burning you out now
Details
GeneratedFeb 6, 2026
Duration2:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Crunchy pop-punk guitars over a swung, head-nod hip hop groove; male vocals half-spoken in the verse, almost in your ear. Tight bass and punchy drums driving the pocket, choruses jump into shout-along gang vocals and wide power chords. Brief stop-start breaks hit before hooks to make them explode harder., punk, pop, male vocals, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byOvertoneQuantum503
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, Crunchy pop-punk guitars over a swung, head-nod hip hop groove; male vocals with a talk-rap verse flow that explodes into shout-along hooks. Tight bass locks with punchy drums, verses feel close
