Sy Larushe
M
Mbarsit Selim
Glassy hyperpop beat with detuned bells and sharp claps
male vocals treated with airy tuning and chopped doubles. Verses keep it sparse and bouncy; chorus explodes with wide synth pads
pitched-down ad-libs
and a sidechained bass swell. Tight arrangement
fast cuts
hook-forward topline built for looping.
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[Verse 1]
Sy Larushe
Say my name like a glitch on your tongue
Little crush
In the corner of the party
Too young
Cheap perfume
On your hoodie that you still ain’t washed
Scroll past noon
But that one DM got you stuck
[Pre-Chorus]
Every time your phone lights up
You hope it’s me
You hope it’s us
Tiny screen
Too much rush
Thumbs on fire
Quiet blush (yeah)
[Chorus]
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
You hit replay like it’s some kind of truth
Can’t move on
You just orbit the room
That name in your head like a new tattoo
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe (oh)
You don’t know me but you wish that you do
Write it out in the margins at school
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
[Verse 2]
Late-night feed
You’re a ghost in the glow of your bed
Half-asleep
But you’re memorizing words that I said
Inside joke
With yourself and you still wanna laugh
Screenshot hope
Folder full of things you’ll never send
[Chorus]
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
You hit replay like it’s some kind of truth
Can’t move on
You just orbit the room
That name in your head like a new tattoo
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe (yeah)
You don’t know me but you wish that you do
Write it out in the margins at school
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
Say my name like a glitch on your tongue
Little crush
In the corner of the party
Too young
Cheap perfume
On your hoodie that you still ain’t washed
Scroll past noon
But that one DM got you stuck
[Pre-Chorus]
Every time your phone lights up
You hope it’s me
You hope it’s us
Tiny screen
Too much rush
Thumbs on fire
Quiet blush (yeah)
[Chorus]
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
You hit replay like it’s some kind of truth
Can’t move on
You just orbit the room
That name in your head like a new tattoo
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe (oh)
You don’t know me but you wish that you do
Write it out in the margins at school
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
[Verse 2]
Late-night feed
You’re a ghost in the glow of your bed
Half-asleep
But you’re memorizing words that I said
Inside joke
With yourself and you still wanna laugh
Screenshot hope
Folder full of things you’ll never send
[Chorus]
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe
You hit replay like it’s some kind of truth
Can’t move on
You just orbit the room
That name in your head like a new tattoo
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe (yeah)
You don’t know me but you wish that you do
Write it out in the margins at school
Sy Larushe
Sy Larushe