Create New Playlist

Add a cover pic of your own choice

(Optional)

Name

AI Cover Generator

4 credits

Not enough credits (0/4).

Logout

Are you sure you want to Logout?

Close

Vibrant Echoes 2 by B

SongGPT
Vibrant Echoes 2 by B - remix music cover art

Vibrant Echoes 2

remix

0:002:58
Lyrics
Description
sunlight breaks through cracked blinds, spilling dust on my floor
last night’s worn out regrets scattered by the front door
heartbeat syncs with the stuttering bass, a restless tide
pulling me from the shadows where my secrets hide
fingers tapping rhythms on the dashboard glass
every mile’s a reset, letting past ghosts pass
feel the pulse beneath my skin, waves that never end
spinning colors spin me out, where broken roads bend
rising higher, catching flames that flicker then ignite
i’m alive in the sparks, burning up the night
(burning up the night)
city hum hums like a lullaby, rough edges sharp and clear
neon rain paints the streets with stories only night can hear
footsteps sync with the bassline, stepping out of doubt
voices rise like fireflies, catching light, calling out
fingers tapping rhythms on the dashboard glass
every mile’s a reset, letting past ghosts pass
feel the pulse beneath my skin, waves that never end
spinning colors spin me out, where broken roads bend
rising higher, catching flames that flicker then ignite
i’m alive in the sparks, burning up the night
(burning up the night)
breath shallow, then deepened by the night's cool air
a restless heart unbound from chains it used to wear
no maps, no script, just a beat that rolls and flows
every note a step away from the lows
(away from the lows)
feel the pulse beneath my skin, waves that never end!
spinning colors spin me out, where broken roads bend!
rising higher, catching flames that flicker then ignite!
i’m alive in the sparks, burning up the night!
(burning up the night)!
the night folds back like a curtain, soft and slow
but inside the blaze alive will always glow
curve after curve, road never done, stars lined and bright
i carry the fire, chasing dawn’s first light