Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Met her in the backseat, smoke on my shirt
Eyes like vacant houses, still she made it hurt
We was pourin' out pain in a styrofoam cup
Two broken kids tryna die glowin' up
She hold the baggie like a Bible in church
Kiss me on the neck, say "Baby, this works"
Every little line bought a piece of our soul
Trade a screw for a second where we feel whole
[Chorus]
Baby, we're in love with a loaded gun
Holdin' each other, but we still run
You chase the dragon, I chase you
Every hit take a little more truth
We crave that high till the high turns cruel
You my heaven in a hellfire room
We're in love, but the love can't win
When the drug keep pullin' us back in (back in)
[Verse 2]
Wake up on the floor, blacked out in your arms
Phone full of missed calls, track marks, alarms
We swear "last time," then the sun goes down
Same damn motel, same side of town
You pawned your chain, I sold my ring
To feel like gods for another spring
But the bathroom mirror keep tellin' me lies
I see a stranger standin' in my eyes
[Chorus]
Baby, we're in love with a loaded gun
Holdin' each other, but we still run
You chase the dragon, I chase you
Every hit take a little more truth
We crave that high till the high turns cruel
You my heaven in a hellfire room
We're in love, but the love can't win
When the drug keep pullin' us back in (pullin' us back)
[Bridge]
You shake, I pray
You cry, I stay (yeah)
We bleed, we blame
Same hurt, new day
If I let you go, do I lose myself
If we stay like this, we got nothin' left
Two ghosts in a car on an endless road
Tryna outrun a thing that we both still hold
[Chorus]
Baby, we're in love with a loaded gun
Holdin' each other, but we still run
You chase the dragon, I chase you
Every hit take a little more truth
We crave that high till the high turns cruel
You my heaven in a hellfire room
We're in love, but the love can't win
When the drug keep pullin' us back in (back in, back in)
Style
rapdark southern trap-rapmale vocals. swampydetuned bells over heavy 808 crawlrattling hi-hatsand eerie vocal chops. verses stay close and confessionalalmost whisperedthen hook explodes with layeredshouted doubles and low octave ad-libs. sub-bass hits like a gut punch; sparse piano stabs on the bridge for a hauntedlate-night feel.
Prompt
A dark southern rap about love betweena guy and girl and addiction that is hard and wanted so bad but the drug and things done to keep the high going is treating them apart. They both have demons and t
Credits
Prompt byFutureSonata92
GeneratedJan 24, 2026
ModelAria v5
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