Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boots kicked off on the top deck
Helmets lined by the champagne rail
Sunburnt laughs in a circle
Tan lines
Sand in their nails
Shirts open
Dog tags clinking
Salt on lips
Rum on tongues
They joke about the last big fire
How the sirens used to stun
[Chorus]
We were heroes in the headlines
Baby
Now we’re here just burning for fun
Sailors in borrowed turnout jackets
Let the heat hit
One by one
On a white yacht
Deep in the blue
Caribbean on our lungs
We were fearless
Fearless
Baby
Till the party came undone
[Verse 2]
Hands wander under starlight
Kisses taste like sunscreen shots
Someone’s singing out old anthems
Someone’s grinding at the bow
Half drunk
“Turn the siren off
” he whispers
As he pulls him toward the rail
Says
“I’ve never done this sober”
Laughs
Then leans in anyway
[Chorus]
We were heroes in the headlines
Baby
Now we’re here just burning for fun
Sailors in borrowed turnout jackets
Let the heat hit
One by one
On a white yacht
Deep in the blue
Caribbean on our lungs
We were fearless
Fearless
Baby
Till the party came undone
[Bridge]
[Music drops to live acoustic
Faint crowd noise]
Next night
Barstools on the harbor
Same boys
Fewer on the mic
One empty chair
Boots on the railing
Life jacket hanging like a punchline
He strums a chord that shakes his fingers
Says
“We don’t always make it home”
And all the flirting
All the laughter
Turns to faces carved in stone
[Chorus]
[Live
Slower
Raw vocal]
We were heroes in the headlines
Baby
Now I’m here still burning for one
Sailor in a borrowed jacket
Singing out his favorite song
On a white stage
Waves in the dark
Caribbean on my tongue
We were fearless
Fearless
Baby
Till the ocean took my love
[Outro]
So raise a glass to the wild ones
Who dance too close to the flame
I’d give back every perfect sunset
Just to hear you joke my name
On some white yacht
Deep in the blue
Where we used to come undone
We were fearless
Fearless
Baby
Now I’m singing you back
My one
Style
popshimmering caribbean pop with a brightbouncy groove that slowly melts into a livestripped-down ballad. start with glossy synthstight drumsand stacked male vocals on the hook; midway throughtransition to a "live on deck" feel with crowd ambienceacoustic guitarand softer lead. final chorus is fragile and echoingjust voicereverband a few gentle keys.sad
Prompt
Gay firefighters having bum fun on a yacht in the Caribbean then it turns into a sad live song, pop
Credits
Prompt byRadioGlitch914
GeneratedFeb 2, 2026
ModelAria v5
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