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it's another useless hour
spent getting you out of your head
i'm trying my damndest
with those wretched things you said
i signed that old napkin with my initials
j, r, and g. when was the last time you really saw me?
cause it hasn't been recent
i can't remember the last time i was happy
you've got me spinning
riding around in circles
racetrack 8, my heart exploded on your plate
i'm so sick of repeating these same things
it's an endless cycle, i can't think
around and around
wish i didn't know the language of your town
cause i’m left on my own
by the broken payphone
someone didn't pay the bills again
get out of my head
racetrack 8
you're home late
and it's sadly the end of an era
least i won't be waking up from night terrors
with a smile on my face, a knife in my back
i think i’ll have you as my midnight snack
you've got me spinning
riding around in circles
racetrack 8, my heart exploded on your plate
i'm so sick of repeating these same things
it's an endless cycle, i can't think
around and around
wish i didn't know the language of your town
cause i’m left on my own
by the broken payphone
someone didn't pay the bills again
get out of my head
racetrack 8
you're home late
how unfortunate
how mislead are you
how unfortunate
i'm misleading you
how unfortunate
mhm
you've got me spinning
riding around in circles
racetrack 8, my heart exploded on your plate
i'm so sick of repeating these same things
it's an endless cycle, i can't think
around and around
wish i didn't know the language of your town
cause i’m left on my own
by the broken payphone
someone didn't pay the bills again
get out of my head
racetrack 8
you're home late
Details
GeneratedJul 25, 2026
Duration3:50
LanguageEnglish
Style
swing, dark pop, slow jams, female vocals, bluesy guitars drums and bass
Credits
Prompt by
julia_gardner888
julia_gardner888ModelAria v5.5
