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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tires burning up
Racing what I'm not
White lines blur
Til I can't see the stops
Hit the gas on the parts that I hate
Try to outrun every old mistake
Phone on mute
But the past still rings
Same old shame
With a brand-new sting
I swear I'm fine
With a cracked-up smile
Play the fan favorite
Bleed a little each mile
[Chorus]
Tires burning up, racing what I'm not (yeah)
Devil takes control when I hit that spot
In my mind I'm the idol, crown on rust
Standing on a stage made of broken trust
Tires burning up just to feel that high
Devil in the rearview, devil in my eyes
In my mind I'm the idol, painted gold
Praying that the crowd never sees my soul
[Verse 2]
Laugh in the dark
Just to kill that sound
Of my doubts
Crawling out the ground
Every cheer that I chase, it fades
Another mask, another empty day
Friends in the feed
But the room stays cold
Tell me I'm great
Til the story gets old
I scroll, I scroll
Til my heart goes numb
Hit post, hit post
But I still feel dumb (yeah)
[Chorus]
Tires burning up, racing what I'm not
Devil takes control when I hit that spot
In my mind I'm the idol, crown on rust
Standing on a stage made of broken trust
Tires burning up just to feel that high
Devil in the rearview, devil in my eyes
In my mind I'm the idol, painted gold
Praying that the crowd never sees my soul
[Bridge]
If they see the cracks, will they stay? (will they stay?)
If I slam the brakes, will I fade away?
Got a voice in my head yelling, "Go, don't stop"
Got a heart in my chest saying, "Jump off top"
[Chorus]
Tires burning up, racing what I'm not
Devil takes control when I hit that spot
In my mind I'm the idol, crown on rust
Standing on a stage made of broken trust
Tires burning up just to feel that high
Devil in the rearview, devil in my eyes
In my mind I'm the idol, painted gold
Hope I make it home
Before I lose control (yeah)
Details
GeneratedFeb 25, 2026
Duration2:37
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody emo rap over detuned bells and distorted 808s, mid-tempo head-nod bounce. Verses in a close, confessional flow with layered whispers and filtered ad-libs; hook swells with wide reverbs and doubled vocals. Sparse guitar plucks and sub drones creep in by the bridge for tension, then everything slams back for the last chorus. Male vocals., idol, emo
Credits
Prompt by
tonytone
tonytoneModelAria v5
Prompt
Tires burning up, racing what I'm not, devil takes control, in my mind I'm the idol, rap, emo rap
