Genre: UK old school Garage Mood: Tense, introspective, street-level emotional realism bpm 130 ` [Verse 1] Flat’s too quiet, fridge hums loud I texted you twice, no reply allowed Kettle clicks, screen stays dark I’m pacing the kitchen, losing the spark [Pre-Chorus] You said “I’ll call,” but the night went mute Bassline’s heavy, truth in the loop I’m not your girl, just a name you scroll Garage tension, heart on patrol [Chorus] Late reply, no signal sent I’m skanking alone, emotions spent Two missed calls and a half-read thread Garage love, but it’s half-dead [Verse 2] Council block echoes, lift stuck again I hear your laugh through a mutual friend You’re out tonight, I’m home with beats Writing verses you’ll never meet [Bridge] Maybe you’ll hear this on a pirate wave Feel the echo of the love I gave But for now I move through static haze Two-step tears in a smoky phase [Chorus Repeat] Late reply, no signal sent I’m skanking alone, emotions spent Two missed calls and a half-read thread Garage love, but it’s half-dead
