

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You crawl out the glow of my cracked TV Dripping black ink on my white Nikes Tiny little terror in a thrift-store tee Cherry lip gloss, but your eyes like knives You chew through the wires in my head, unbothered Laugh when I flinch, say I asked for the slaughter You’re cute, then you’re claws in my backseat leather You say, “You knew I was bad, so whatever” [Chorus] My little gremlin, heart full of static Bite when you’re bored, you were born for the havoc Teeth razor sharp when you kiss my throat Turn love to a curse with a sugarcoat My little gremlin, chaos in eyeliner Set me on fire just to sit there, lighter You smile like a sin that I can’t outgrow You’re killing me slow But I beg you, “Don’t go” [Verse 2] You bloom after midnight in my blackout room Turn my stitched-up scars into fresh perfume You dance on the glass of the frames you shattered Say, “Baby, I break what was never that gathered” You mark up my neck like a warning sign Leave bite-size bruises like dotted lines You rule my ruins from a thrifted throne Crown made of habits I can’t disown (yeah) [Chorus] My little gremlin, heart full of static Bite when you’re bored, you were born for the havoc Teeth razor sharp when you kiss my throat Turn love to a curse with a sugarcoat My little gremlin, chaos in eyeliner Set me on fire just to sit there, lighter You smile like a sin that I can’t outgrow You’re killing me slow But I beg you, “Don’t go” [Bridge] You say, “Feed me your fears, I’ll keep ‘em alive” Pull at every thread till I’m stripped of my pride Still I’m opening doors that should stay locked tight Just to watch you wreck one more night (one more night) [Chorus] My little gremlin, heart full of static Bite when you’re bored, you were born for the havoc Teeth razor sharp when you kiss my throat Turn love to a curse with a sugarcoat My little gremlin, chaos in eyeliner Set me on fire just to sit there, lighter You smile like a sin that I can’t outgrow You’re killing me slow But I beg you, “Don’t go”
Tags
rap, Emo-trap pop hybrid with male vocals: distorted power chords over booming 808s, clicky hats and snappy snares. Verses stay half-whispered and menacing, autotune glide on melodies; chorus explodes with stacked screams and octave-doubled hooks. Gritty guitars sidechain to the low end, with glitchy FX and risers sharpening the drops., emo, pop, male vocals, rock
2:57
No
4/4/2026