
Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Smoke screen Hiding in the green Blink slow Feel the room lean (yeah) [Verse 1] Ash on my tongue Walls start to melt Ceiling breathing heavy Like it knows what I felt Phone face down 'Cause the numbers keep bleeding Text from my conscience “Why you still feeding?” Carpet waves Turn to ocean on my feet Heart doing double time Drum in my teeth Say it's just one hit Then I'm stuck in repeat Every shadow in the corner Got a face and it speaks [Chorus] Smoke screen, hiding in the green Everything spin, here we go again Bad trip, bad dream, stuck in between Can’t climb out when my mind’s my friend Smoke screen, hiding in the green Every breath burn like a cheap revenge Bad trip, bad scene, tear at the seams Here we go again, here we go again (yeah) [Verse 2] Clock on the wall Laughing at my fear Second hand stutter Then it disappears I talk to myself Like I’m somebody else “Walk straight, breathe slow” But the floor just tilts Face in the sink Cold water, still boiling Eyes in the mirror Look wrong, unholy Door to the hallway Stretch long like a tunnel I swear I hear my past Echo soft in the rubble [Chorus] Smoke screen, hiding in the green Everything spin, here we go again Bad trip, bad dream, stuck in between Can’t climb out when my mind’s my friend Smoke screen, hiding in the green Every breath burn like a cheap revenge Bad trip, bad scene, tear at the seams Here we go again, here we go again [Bridge] Tell me this time I’ll stop at the edge But I jump, then I drop Through the hole in my head Is it peace, is it poison When the colors all blend? If I wake up in the morning Will I do it again? (again) [Chorus] Smoke screen, hiding in the green Everything spin, here we go again Bad trip, bad dream, stuck in between Can’t climb out when my mind’s my friend Smoke screen, hiding in the green Every breath burn like a cheap revenge Bad trip, bad scene, tear at the seams Here we go again, here we go again (here we go)
Tags
rap, Dark, moody piano rap beat with warped, detuned keys and deep 808 swells; drums swing with loose hi-hats and a heavy, dragging snare. Male vocals sit upfront and dry, close to the ear, with whispered doubles on key phrases. Hook blooms with octave vocals and subtle choir pads, bridge pulls the energy down to almost spoken word before the final hit.
2:54
No
1/21/2026