

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Scroll at 2 a.m. Thumb stuck on your name You said you needed space Guess you meant her place Late post, tagged café She wears my old gray hoodie Same one you swore was sacred Guess it fit her just fine too [Chorus] You turned our love into a timeline ghost Every memory buried in your latest post New girl framed in the spot where I used to stand Like I’m just a filter you erased with your hand You say you care, you just don’t show But the pictures say what you won’t You turned our love into a timeline ghost I’m still haunting every photo you post [Verse 2] Same street, same angle Her laugh on my old side Caption says “finally happy” So I guess I was a trial run Friends keep dropping hearts Like they never knew my face I taught you how to take these shots Now I’m cropped from every trace [Chorus] You turned our love into a timeline ghost Every memory buried in your latest post New girl framed in the spot where I used to stand Like I’m just a filter you erased with your hand You say you care, you just don’t show But the pictures say what you won’t You turned our love into a timeline ghost I’m still haunting every photo you post [Bridge] Akira Vale in the search bar Yeah, I still look myself up (so messed up) Our past saved in the archive You just muted all my love You said, “It’s not what it looks like” Then you made it look like truth ‘Cause the world saw her on your page Way before you told me we were through [Chorus] You turned our love into a timeline ghost Every memory buried in your latest post New girl framed in the spot where I used to stand Like I’m just a filter you erased with your hand You say you care, you just don’t show But the pictures say what you won’t You turned our love into a timeline ghost I’m still haunting every photo you post (yeah)
Tags
rap, Moody lo-fi R&B over hazy hip-hop drums and warm detuned keys; subtle vinyl crackle and distant ambient pads. Female vocals, close and breathy on the verses, stacking into soft harmonic clusters on the hook. Bass moves in slow, syrupy slides; minimalist percussion with rimshots and filtered hats. Final chorus adds reverb-drenched ad-libs and a slightly wider stereo field for a bittersweet, cinematic fade., lo-fi, hip hop, sad, r&b, ambient
3:33
No
3/12/2026