In my room vibing to some fire shit, Got my playlist cranked, feeling every hit, Caught up in the flow, lost in the beat, This bitch forgot I'm just fifteen, not funny, quit, Stop sending me selfies of your tiny dick, My iPhone 7 can't zoom in that much, it's sick.
Hyperpop, glitchy beats with emotional lyrics.Trap-metal, heavy beats, aggressive rap vibes.Darkwave, eerie electronic w
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The lyrics evoke feelings of confidence mixed with a sense of humor about teenage experiences, reflecting both empowerment and frustration. There's a playful yet assertive tone in dealing with unsolicited attention.
The song could be played in party settings or gatherings where high energy and a youthful vibe are appreciated, as well as in personal spaces for introspective moments. It may also serve as an anthem for teenage rebellion and empowerment.
The song features glitchy beats typical of hyperpop, combining heavy bass lines from trap-metal with eerie electronic elements characteristic of darkwave. The lyrical delivery employs rapid-fire verses with a rhythmic cadence that resonates with aggressive rap, showcasing a blend of emotional vulnerability and bravado.
i got to many friends, i wonder who's fake so many fake people, I gotta be schizophrenic so much is fake im schizo shit when your real It feels fake it's not you it's me, I'm used to it being fake now real feels fake im probably schizo because so many people are fake it makes real look fake shit im probably schizophrenic yeah im probably schizophrenic but shit your still fake as fuck I don't need to be schizophrenic to see that shit I've been seeing faces in the windows shit im probably schizophrenic eyes always watching me like fuck just leave me alone this schizophrenia about to make me go crazy cause everyone is so fake so fucking fake it makes me feel schizophrenic
Stinging voices in my ear Makes my body fill with Fear Twisting gouging ever so Makes my Death feel ever slow Stinging voices in my ear Lets me know the Reapers here Twisting gouging ever so Makes my Death feel ever slow Stinging voices in my ear Makes me wish the light was near Twisting gouging ever so Makes my Death feel ever slow Stinging voices in my ear Hearing things I never hear Twisting gouging ever so Makes my Death feel ever slow Stinging voices in my ear Makes my body fill with Fear Stinging voices in my ear Lets me know the Reapers here Stinging Voices in my ear Makes me wish the light was near Stinging voices in my ear Hearing things I never hear Stinging voices in my ear Twisting gouging ever so Makes my Death feel ever slow
Guys, on my hill I stop to think and there's this hedge that doesn't let me look at the horizon, but my heart flies beyond these things, between the silences and the words. In this mega chill atmosphere, I feel like I'm in a loop of infinite spaces and my thoughts get lost, wow, what a thrill, and I remember when I was here as a child and how everything changes, but remains the same. So, between this quiet that splits and these waves that arrive and then escape, I get mind-blown and I think about how cool infinity is, that makes me feel everything and nothing at the same time.
In my room vibing to some fire shit, Got my playlist cranked, feeling every hit, Caught up in the flow, lost in the beat, This bitch forgot I'm just fifteen, not funny, quit, Stop sending me selfies of your tiny dick, My iPhone 7 can't zoom in that much, it's sick.
