Dettagli della musica
3am missing

3am missing

Pop, Rhythm and Blues, Emotional, Female Voice
Jiaxuan LiDec 17, 2025
Crea simile
[Verse 1] Silk sheets dissolving into black hole thoughts Breath syncopated, echoes where you’re not Your phantom warmth still tangled in the threads Like tidal pull from words we left unsaid The city lights below just blink and blur I count the beats between your last and next “for sure” Time zones away, but my skin’s memory Still hums the tune of you pressed close to me [Pre-Chorus] Glow of my screen, drafts I’ll never send Echoes of your laugh looping till the end If distance is a glitch we can’t undo Let my dreams transmit this signal back to you [Chorus] Baby, this insomnia’s a stolen flight Chasing your sunrise from the edge of night Gravity writes poems on my bones We’re tangled particles in static tones Rewind the sheets to where our maps aligned Your name’s the only rhythm in my mind When reality dissolves in cotton waves I replay the reel our loneliness craves [Verse 2] The AC hums the chorus of your song Your cologne still hangs here, faint but strong This yearning runs electric through my veins A constellation drawn in hidden chains Midnight, I’m drinking soda from your side The fizz pops like a micro-star inside Wish I could teleport this thirsty air To whatever twilight finds you there [Pre-Chorus] Memory’s hallway—every door’s a trap Leads to your steam on glass, the shower’s map If dawn’s a forced reboot, a cold demand I’d freeze this buffer where your shadows land [Chorus] Baby, this insomnia’s a stolen flight Chasing your sunrise from the edge of night Gravity writes poems on my bones We’re tangled particles in static tones Rewind the sheets to where our maps aligned Your name’s the only rhythm in my mind When reality dissolves in cotton waves I replay the reel our loneliness craves [Bridge] They say dependency’s a chemical lie But my serotonin’s calibrated to your sky In some parallel world, we’re sharing the same rain Each drop taps Morse: “I’d drown in your pain” This pillow is a cloud that crash-landed here And I’m the void that holds you when the night grows sheer [Outro] Let me trace your shadow through the static... Let the silence turn to something oceanic... Till our heartbeats sync in satellite rotation... 3 AM gravity—my only constellation...