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Glucose
Hip-Hop/Rap
Glucose was released on October 10, 2025 by Grasshapa as a part of the album Low Tide
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Release DateOctober 10, 2025
LabelGrasshapa
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grasshapa
Grasshapa
Vocals
Dominique Toney
Dominique Toney
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Levin
Ben Levin
Songwriter
David Pizzimenti
David Pizzimenti
Songwriter
Rich Gonzalez
Rich Gonzalez
Songwriter
Joe Rudd
Joe Rudd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rich Gonzalez
Rich Gonzalez
Producer
David Pizzimenti
David Pizzimenti
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah I was blue though, I thought it wouldn’t stay
But it just kept on going till there’s nothing left to say
That’s glucose, combining all the waves
I can put them back together, whats it matter anyway
Hey who knows, I can’t let it lay
Alls these tears have dried, I think I’ve cried them all away
I don’t want to be afraid, sour into sweet
I think we’re making lemonade
Ever since I was young I knew what I’d become
Think I had my fun it was fading from the jump
I’ve been on the run from a feeling I can’t shake
From a problem I can’t face like I’ll never be enough
Always be the rush that keeps me on the go
Even though I know it won’t cut it anymore
(Even though you know) I could be the one to make it so
I can bury all my demons but they’ll never let me go
They never leave me alone
I may never make it back to the place I call my home
(My home now) I could be the one to make it so
Yeah I was blue though, I thought it wouldn’t stay
But it just kept on going till there’s nothing left to say
That’s glucose, combining all the waves
I can put them back together, whats it matter anyway
Hey who knows, I can’t let it lay
Alls these tears have dried, I think I’ve cried them all away
I don’t want to be afraid, sour into sweet
I think we’re making lemonade
Thought I was done with the numbness
I can’t take it off when I undress
Maybe it’s the substance, or lack of it
Like swift punches up in the stomach
That’s keeping me trudging (trudging trudging)
Am I enough, will I be saved
From the creeping sensation hiding in my face
I’m still trapped and amazed
I keep my head up it won’t let up, these crashing waves
Every time I open up my mouth
All my broken words coming hurt spilling out
I could be the one that could save me from myself
But even if I did that don’t mean I’ll make it out
Blue though, long as I remain
Knew I had the color it was coursing through my veins
Knew I had the trouble embedded in my pain
Knew I had the rudder but I never found a way
The hue though, is getting brighter everyday
Levels I can’t regulate
It gets brighter and brighter and brighter and brighter
Level I can’t regulate
Brighter and brighter and brighter and brighter everyday
Level I can’t regulate
Brighter everyday, day
Level I can’t regulate
Brighter and brighter and brighter and brighter everyday
Brighter everyday
Written by: Ben Levin, David Pizzimenti, Joe Rudd, Rich Gonzalez
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