Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] White lines on the glass Red lines on my sleeve You said, "Baby, this will pass" Then kissed me till I believed Hotel Bible on the floor Credit card carved to a blade You praying I do one more I’m praying I don’t fade [Pre-Chorus] Your lipstick tastes like guilt My heartbeat’s in your hand We burn down every bridge we built Then blame it on the land [Chorus] We mix blood with the love, with the rush, with the pain (yeah) You say I'm the vein in your heart, I'm the flood in your brain If this is our heaven it's cut like a key from hell We ride till we crash, but we ain’t gonna tell (shh) [Verse 2] You wear bruises like pearls I wear scars like a crown Two cursed kids in a cursed world Still begging to drown You trace tracks on my arm Like lines on a map Say, "I’ll keep you from harm" While handing me the trap [Pre-Chorus] Your whisper’s like a dare My promise is a lie You lace your fingers in my hair I lace your name in a high [Chorus] We mix blood with the love, with the rush, with the pain (oh) You say I'm the vein in your heart, I'm the flood in your brain If this is our heaven it's cut like a key from hell We ride till we crash, but we ain’t gonna tell [Bridge] Are we sick Or are we saints Covered in powder Covered in paint Would you save me Or light the spark If I flatline laughing In your arms in the dark (yeah) [Chorus] We mix blood with the love, with the rush, with the pain You say I'm the vein in your heart, I'm the flood in your brain If this is our heaven it's carved in a cracked motel We ride till we crash, love And call it a spell
Tags
rap, Hybrid rap-metal: downtuned guitars locked to a swung trap groove, snarling male vocals in the verses, screamed gang shouts on the hook. Gritty bass, sharp snare, and eerie choir pads under the chorus. Final hook jumps up with octave guitars and thick crowd vocals for a chaotic, cathartic outro., metal
Duration
2:59
Instrumental
No
Created
2/25/2026