Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Mm Late again Yeah [Verse 1] Phone face down on the dresser Name still burned in the glass Blue ticks staring like pressure You said "call back" and I passed Ash on the hoodie from last week Same stain, same old chair All of these messages half-read All of these feelings I spare Scrolling your pictures at 3 a.m. You in that dress, I remember that day I type a paragraph, breathe again Delete it all, throw the courage away [Chorus] It's always after the missed call I feel it the most (yeah) When your name on the screen But the room so cold (so cold) I keep running from the ring Like I don't want hope (nah) Then I sit here in the silence Wishing I had picked up that phone After the missed call After the missed call (oh) Say I'm better on my own But I know that's false After the missed call That's when my guard falls Talking to the ceiling Like it’s you, not these walls [Verse 2] You said "you change when you hurting" I said "I'm fine" and I lied Turn every truth into curtains So no one sees what's inside Friends say "pull up, we outside" I let it ring, let it ring Can't fake a laugh for an hour When I can't even fake how I think I wear your sweater in August Just to see if it still smell like you I keep that playlist untouched Every song feel like it's brand new [Chorus] It's always after the missed call I feel it the most (yeah) When your name on the screen But the room so cold I keep running from the ring Like I don't want hope Then I sit here in the silence Wishing I had picked up that phone After the missed call After the missed call (yeah) Taking shots at my reflection Like it's all my fault After the missed call That's when my guard falls If you ever try again I might answer through the scars (answer through the scars)
Tags
rap, Slow moody trap at ~130 BPM, swung hi-hats and deep sub bass under hazy ambient pads and soft detuned keys. Male vocals with melodic, half-whispered rap in the verses; hook leans into emotional autotune, layered doubles and distant ad-libs. Verses sit intimate and close, then chorus widens with reverb-drenched harmonies and a subtle low choir patch. Occasional reverse cymbals and filter sweeps to accent section changes, leaving plenty of negative space for the vocal to cut through., smooth, emotional, slow, ambient, moody, deep, soft
Duration
2:32
Instrumental
No
Created
3/11/2026