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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke up on a cracked red floor
Name on a door that I can’t ignore
Ash in my mouth, smoke in my coat
Your voice on the line, and it still won’t go
The hallway bends like a bad old lie
Every grin here wears a stolen tie
I keep my hands in my pocket deep
’Cause even my shadow don’t want to speak
[Pre-Chorus]
And I hear you call
Through the heat and noise
Like a signal lost
In a room of boys
[Chorus]
Hell, hell, I’m on the line
Hell, hell, your voice is mine
Hell, hell, don’t hang up now
(I’m still here, I’m still here)
Hell, hell, let it ring out
Hell, hell, let me out
[Verse 2]
The floor is glass and the ceiling glows
Every old mistake in a row, in a row
You said my name like a warning shot
Then laughed like you knew what I forgot
There’s a saint on the wall with a crooked stare
He won’t look back, he don’t care, don’t care
I pressed my ear to the burning frame
And heard my own heart call your name
[Pre-Chorus]
And I hear you call
Through the heat and noise
Like a signal lost
In a room of boys
[Chorus]
Hell, hell, I’m on the line
Hell, hell, your voice is mine
Hell, hell, don’t hang up now
(I’m still here, I’m still here)
Hell, hell, let it ring out
Hell, hell, let me out
[Bridge]
[Half-time]
If I pay in fire
Do I clear the debt?
If I say your name
Do I stay a threat?
The dial spins red
The room turns thin
I hear that laugh
And I let you in
[Final Chorus]
Hell, hell, I’m on the line
Hell, hell, your voice is mine
Hell, hell, don’t hang up now
(I’m still here, I’m still here)
Hell, hell, let it ring out
Hell, hell, let me out
Hell, hell, I’m on the line
(Hell, hell)
Hell, hell, let it ring out
Details
GeneratedAug 6, 2026
Duration3:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
Pop with a midtempo four-on-the-floor pulse, rubbery synth bass, clipped handclaps, and a tense pre-chorus that opens into a huge hook. Verse keeps it sparse with filtered keys and dry toms; chorus blooms with stacked male radio-voice doubles, pitch-shifted ad-libs, and short delay throws on the title. Burned-in static swells, reverse cymbals, and a tape-stop turn before the final chorus. Bright but sinister glossy mix., pop
Credits
Prompt bysomething_new
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Song about hell with a male radio voice, pop
