Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Beat patella house knees knock, keys click I’m on a mission eyes locked, can't quit You move like midnight slow spin, full glass You laugh, the room bends I’m already past [Chorus] I want your beauty all your mess, all your best I want your rest head on my chest I want your body in my arms, under my control I want your soul beatboxing in my bones (hey!) [Verse 2] Red lip, chipped cup your phone face down You say you’re tired of this carousel town Bare feet on concrete you hum that tune Your heart hits accents around the room [Chorus] I want your beauty all your mess, all your best I want your rest head on my chest I want your body in my arms, under my control I want your soul beatboxing in my bones (oh yeah) [Bridge] Say you’re scared so am I Same old wounds same thin lies But your name tastes like gold Let me hold, let me hold— [Chorus] I want your beauty all your mess, all your best I want your rest head on my chest I want your body in my arms, under my control I want your soul beatboxing in my bones (beatboxing in my bones)
Tags
Minimal, rubbery house groove at 122 BPM, male vocals; tight kick and warm sub, clipped hi-hats and soft claps. Verses ride a whispery, close-mic tone; chorus grows with airy pads and stacked call-and-response hooks. Subtle human beatbox textures tucked behind the beat in the hook, plus chopped vocal stabs on the turnarounds for a hypnotic club feel., soul
Duration
2:51
Instrumental
No
Created
4/16/2026