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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Last train, Pont Neuf
lipstick on my neck, your cuffs
Cheap wine in a paper bag
you laughed when I said I’m bad
Graffiti hearts on shuttered doors
you traced my scars, I traced your jaw
You said, “You’re sick, but so am I”
took my hand, said, “Pick a crime”
[Chorus]
Paris made me do it
I swear it wasn’t me
Your hands, that hotel duvet
your teeth, that rosary
If this is love, then prove it
you said, “Die here with me”
Paris made me do it
and now you’re haunting every street
[Verse 2]
Room 404, no saints
red dress hanging off the chair like blame
Ash on the Bible, pills on the sink
you whispered, “Baby, don’t overthink”
You wrote my name on the fogged-up glass
then crossed it out, said, “We won’t last”
Your pulse so loud in my left hand
your breath cut short like a bad plan
[Chorus]
Paris made me do it
I swear it wasn’t me
Your hands, that hotel duvet
your teeth, that rosary
If this is love, then prove it
you said, “Die here with me”
Paris made me do it
and now you’re haunting every street
[Bridge]
Blue lights bloom on the river, slow
sirens sing where the tourists go
Judge asks “Why?” and my voice just breaks
“I loved too hard, that was my mistake” (yeah)
[Chorus]
Paris made me do it
I swear it wasn’t me
Your hands, that hotel duvet
your teeth, that rosary
If this is love, then prove it
you said, “Die here with me”
Paris made me do it
and now your ghost won’t let me sleep
Details
GeneratedJan 17, 2026
Duration2:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody French drill-tinged hip hop, male vocals. Dark, sparse piano over heavy, swinging bass and tight, crisp drums. Verses are close-mic, confessional, almost whispered; hook widens with eerie choir pads and distant siren textures. Occasional distorted ad-libs tucked deep into the mix, with a late-song drop where the beat strips to just bass and vocal before crashing back in for the final hook., hip hop
Credits
Prompt bydeathdealer
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Paris, sex, suicidal, guilty, murder, rap, hip hop
