Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Coffee gone cold on the table Tiny shoes still by the door Cartoons paused on the screen I don't live here anymore Miss your cereal stories Sticky hands on my face Now it’s just my echo Bouncing in this place [Chorus] Every second that I miss Cuts deeper than a blade All this love with nowhere Nowhere to land I count weekends like they’re saints Pray time will disobey Every second that I miss Steals a piece of me away (away) [Verse 2] Picture days I never make it Birthday candles through a phone You say “it’s okay Dad” But I hear you standing alone Lawyers talking in circles Clock keeps licking the wound I’m stuck in traffic and silence Driving circles ‘round the moon [Chorus] Every second that I miss Cuts deeper than a blade All this love with nowhere Nowhere to land I count weekends like they’re saints Pray time will disobey Every second that I miss Steals a piece of me away (oh, away) [Bridge] When the beat of the world Pulls me further from your door Know I’d burn every bridge Just to sleep on your floor [beat drops Strings rise] When the dark hits your window And my side of town goes gray Close your eyes Hear my voice I am never far away (never far away) [Chorus] Every second that I miss Cuts deeper than a blade All this love with nowhere Nowhere to land I count weekends like they’re saints Pray time will disobey Every second that I miss I will love you anyway Every second that I miss I will love you anyway
Tags
rock, Dark alt-rock fused with pulsing electro house and trance textures; male vocals. Growling, overdriven bass locks with a four-on-the-floor kick, distorted guitars in the midrange, and a haunting string section that swells in the chorus. Verses stay tight and tense with filtered synth arps; chorus opens wide with stacked vocal harmonies and soaring lead strings riding above a sidechained pad. Bridge strips to bass, kick, and distant violin before a final explosive chorus., techno, alternative rock, trance, electro
Duration
3:57
Instrumental
No
Created
4/1/2026