[Verse 1]
Streetlight hum, sticky vinyl seats, neon breathes slow,
Empty coat hanger in the doorway, where you used to go.
Cigarette smoke spins like a record in my head,
Your lipstick stain on the cuff—my song, unread.
Timestamp on my phone—2:17 a.m., no reply,
Plastic cup on the counter, half-full with goodbye.
You left a scent of winter and cheap perfume,
I trace the thin outlines of us across this empty room.
[Pre-Chorus]
Glass synths keep ringing through the cavity of chest,
A cold electric pulse that won't let me rest.
Every quiet feels louder when the city sleeps,
Your shadow moves in stutters where the darkness keeps.
[Chorus]
Echoes in the night, your name on replay,
Neon on my sleeve, I watch the colors fray.
Heartbeat in the sub, slow and heavy like the rain,
Echoes in the night, and you keep calling me your name.
[Verse 2]
Midnight motel sign flickers—fuzzy, out of tune,
I count the cracks in the ceiling like a crooked rune.
You left a coffee ring and cold words on the page,
I play them back at dawn and mark the passing age.
Staccato headlights slide across the floor,
The clock hums static—can't tell night from before.
Your porch light's out, but the meter still spins on,
I’m chasing after minutes where the light is gone.
[Pre-Chorus]
Glass synths keep ringing through the cavity of chest,
A cold electric pulse that won't let me rest.
Fingers on the screen, thumb hovers where you lay,
The timestamp blinks again—2:17, replay.
[Chorus]
Echoes in the night, your name on replay,
Neon on my sleeve, I watch the colors fray.
Heartbeat in the sub, slow and heavy like the rain,
Echoes in the night, and you keep calling me your name.
[Rap Verse]
I walk through an empty club, bass knocked out the chairs,
Stale beer and broken beats, flicker of a dare.
Flash of your silhouette at the bar, red glass, slow pour,
I count the syllables of silence—what were we keeping score for?
Missed call, 2:17, the digits paint a bruise,
Neon drift, motel strip—plastic palms and news.
I spit internal rhymes like receipts that never fold,
Pocket lint memories, your laughter bought and sold.
Concrete remembers footsteps, rain writes thin graffiti,
You ghost in the crosswalk, tongue-tied and pretty.
Half-time heart, warm 808, the rhythm lingers low,
I taste your name in static where the cold synths glow.
[Bridge]
Synths climb—cold glass, then velvet slow,
I sing into the dark where the pale lights go.
A river of melody, carrying what we couldn't say,
I let the current hold me—let the night replay.
[Chorus — Variation]
Echoes in the night, your name on replay,
Neon on my sleeve, colors bleed into gray.
Heartbeat in the sub, pulls me deeper with the pain,
Echoes in the night, whisper back what’s left of your name.
[Outro]
The city exhales, the speakers dim and sway,
Your whisper is a looping tape that never stays away.
Fading into midnight, but the echo won’t decay—
I keep your name in rotation, on repeat, on replay.
