One-Way Street

[Verse]
Hand outstretched, but it’s ghost in the grip,
Chasing shadows, I’m sinking the ship.
Echoes in my texts, hollow replies,
Friendship on mute, truth in disguise.
Your energy’s a boomerang, never comes back,
I’m the Atlas of this bond, holding the slack.
[Prechorus]
I’m not your fallback, your Plan Z,
A mirror of what your Situationship be.
[Chorus]
One-way street, I’m tired of the traffic,
Hands tied, yet I’m the one active.
You ghost, I’m here, what’s the logic?
Friendship ain’t a solo—it’s tragic.
[Verse 2]
I see you, looping cycles, same old pain,
But you rain your storm, I’m left in the drain.
Your playlist stuck, same sad refrain,
But I’m not the background for your refrain.
I gave you the map, but you detour,
Got me knocking on a closed door.
[Bridge]
Fingers to the bone, I carved this space,
Yet I’m erased, replaced, no trace.
Your Situationship, your toxic blueprint,
And I’m the collateral—how convenient.
[Chorus]
One-way street, I’m tired of the traffic,
Hands tied, yet I’m the one active.
You ghost, I’m here, what’s the logic?
Friendship ain’t a solo—it’s tragic.

female vocals, hip-hop, punchy beat with layered synths, introspective yet fiery delivery, rap