

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Board in the back of the busted Jeep Bag in the pocket of my thrift-store jeans Laugh in the mirror Eyes already low Map on the dash Chase the first-day snow [Chorus] High above the tree line Lungs full Heart wide Cold in my teeth as I carve that white sky Ash on my glove Let the lift pass by I’m lost I’m fine High above the tree line I finally feel right [Verse 2] Lift chair swinging like a cheap stage light You pass the lighter I pass the time Smoke in my hood Frost on your hair If there’s a heaven It’s this thin air [Chorus] High above the tree line Lungs full Heart wide Cold in my teeth as I carve that white sky Ash on my glove Let the lift pass by I’m lost I’m fine High above the tree line I finally feel right [Bridge] Face mask down Can’t see my grin (hey!) Brain runs slow while the world spins quick Drop that edge Let the doubts fall back It’s just me This run And a fresh-cut track [Chorus] High above the tree line Lungs full Heart wide Cold in my teeth as I carve that white sky Ash on my glove Let the lift pass by I’m lost I’m fine High above the tree line I finally feel right
Tags
Crunchy pop-punk energy, bright distorted guitars and tight live drums; male vocals with a raw, grinning edge. Verses sit half-spoken over chugging power chords, then choruses explode with wide gang shouts and octave leads. Middle section drops to toms and bass for a shout-along hook before a final, full-stack chorus.
2:32
No
2/11/2026