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Doomed
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Doomed was released on December 5, 2025 by Adia as a part of the album Doomed
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AlbumDoomed
Release DateDecember 5, 2025
LabelAdia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM58

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adia
Adia
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
AE
AE
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adia
Adia
Producer, Graphic Design

Lyrics

Can you see my hands break through the water's spell?
I've been sinking in a crowded room that feels like hell
Every heart beats hollow in the choir of the doomed
Every voice repeats a truth that's long entombed
So conjure something new—
Show these quiet bones to fly
And when my dreams are buried in the garden's frozen womb
I'll be waiting with a lantern in the aching midnight gloom
And when the winter claws its weight across my branches in the night
I will tremble but still linger for the spring's returning light
And when the road unravels, endless as a blackened tide
I will lay upon its breathing and let the ocean be my guide
So summon something true—
Teach these shadows how to fly
Teach these shadows how to fly
Can you see my hands rising through the blackened tide?
I've been drowning in a ballroom where the dead still glide
Every heartbeat thunders in a chapel made of bone
Every hymn is just an echo of a truth long overthrown
So summon something wild—
Teach these haunted wings to rise
I'll hold on—
Through the claws of every shadow
I'll hold on—
Where the dawn forgets to follow
I'll hold on
I'll hold on
Still I'll hold on
And when my dreams are buried in the garden's frozen womb
I'll be waiting with a lantern in the aching midnight gloom
And when the winter claws its weight across my branches in the night
I will tremble but still linger for the spring's returning light
And when the road unravels, endless as a blackened tide
I will lay upon its breathing and let the ocean be my guide
So summon something true—
Teach these shadows how to fly
Teach these shadows how to fly
Show me how to fly
Show me how to fly
And when my dreams are buried in the garden's iron tomb
I'll be waiting with a candle in the throat of midnight's gloom
And when the winter drapes its weight around my branches like a shroud
I will whisper to the silence till the spring returns unbowed
And when the road runs endless like an ancient serpent's spine
I will rest beside its breathing, let the darkness intertwine
So carve me something wild—
Teach these haunted wings to rise
Teach these haunted wings to rise
Written by: AE
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