trap dubstep hybrid, 808 drums, hybrid sound, modern
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02.01.2026
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Текст песни
[Verse 1]
Hoodie on
Phone face down
Same gray shirt
Same small town
Empty fridge
But the sink is stacked
Scroll past joy
Then I scroll right back
[Chorus]
Staring at the ceiling
Like it’s telling me the meaning
But it’s quiet
Just me and my breathing
Every little thought
Feels heavy when it’s leaving
I’m stuck here
Staring at the ceiling
[Verse 2]
Cold takeout
On the nightstand
Unread texts
From my best friend
“I’ll come through”
But I don’t hit send
Scared of the door
So I play pretend
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I tell myself
“Just get up slow”
Feet on the floor
Touch the window
Sun on my arm
Yeah
It feels strange
Tiny proof
Something can change
[Chorus]