Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Static in the viewport Coffee gone cold in my glove Calendar says year unknown Still, I’m stuck orbiting us Suit on the chair like a ghost You trace shapes in the frost Two shadows on the bulkhead Taking inventory of loss [Pre-Chorus] You tap on the glass Three times, like a code Ask me in colors If I’m ready to go Your eyes are a language I barely translate While that star in the distance Thins out to a scrape [Chorus] We watch the sun stop breathing From Deck 7, side by side All that golden screaming Falling into quiet white If this is how the world ends I don’t need a reason why I just need your strange hand in mine While we watch the dying light [Verse 2] I used to scroll through somebody’s face Till the battery begged for a charge Now the home screen’s a cracked-blue grave No signal, just my heart You laugh in a rhythm of clicks Tilt your head at my tears Guess apocalypse hits different When you outlive all your fears [Pre-Chorus] You tap on my chest Four beats, little test Mouth shapes my language Accent of your breath You point at the star Shrinking to a seed Guess we’re last in the network Guess we’re finally freed [Chorus] We watch the sun stop breathing From Deck 7, side by side All that golden screaming Falling into quiet white If this is how the world ends I don’t need a reason why I just need your strange hand in mine While we watch the dying light [Bridge] I used to pray for a message Now I pray for a glitch Any noise in the silence Any crack in the script (yeah) But it’s just you and me And a star on its knees And the long, long echo Of everything we’ll never be [Chorus] We watch the sun stop breathing From Deck 7, side by side All that golden screaming Falling into quiet white If this is how the world ends Let the heavens close their eyes I just need your strange hand in mine While we watch the dying light (dying light)
Tags
rap, Moody hybrid of dark trap drums and glossy K-pop synths, male vocals. Verses stay spacious with pulsing sub, detuned pads, and distant radio chatter FX; pre-chorus tightens with filtered build and ticking hi-hats. Chorus erupts into big EDM-pop hook with layered gang chants, wide sidechained chords, and a soaring top-line melody, then drops back to an intimate half-time rap for contrast. Final chorus adds octave harmonies and distorted ad-libs for cathartic burnout., pop, edm, light, hip hop, k-pop
Duration
3:29
Instrumental
No
Created
4/13/2026