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218
Hip-Hop/Rap
218 was released on April 17, 2026 by Glitched Records as a part of the album ArcHivAl
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Release DateApril 17, 2026
LabelGlitched Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Trophy Hoe
The Trophy Hoe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Indigo Holliday
Indigo Holliday
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Synapse
Synapse
Producer
Indigo Holliday
Indigo Holliday
Producer

Lyrics

I'm wide awake its morning
Day 218
It's been a mental wake all night
And I'm mourning
Day 218
And you, you
You were always my drug of choice
I used to smoke the daylight down in your voice
Naked laughing late again
Plans burned up before they began
Whats more addictive than heroin?
You
What's more deadly than blues?
You
And I didn't care 'cause I thought forever math was us equals
Two thumbs, bad jokes, overdose grin
I knew your high would pull me in
Even when the come down tore me apart
I'd rarely get to that point before I reload and restart
Clean veins but I still ghost of you I can't shake
Even when I still shake
Sober now, still fucking need your memory
My favorite drug that I don't fucking
Day by day I count it through
But I can't detox when I'm shaking
'Cause I'm needing
Our king size bed, empty throne
I sleep beside myself huffing your cologne
Prayers rise but no God replies
Every amen in the nothing just multiplies
Because I shake and I sweat and try not to regret
As I'm going through motions, going through non-stop withdrawal
Begging myself just to stop craving
Two thumbs, bad jokes, overdose grin
I knew your high would pull me in
Even when the come down tore me apart
I'd give everything up just for a chance at
Clean fucking veins but I'm still ghost of you I can't shake
'Cause you, 'cause I
Sober now, still fucking bleed
Let me get a gram of my favorite drug just from a gram of memory
Day by day still counting blue
Fuck is detox when I'm haunted by
I'm tormented by feeling sick
I don't feet still run in place
Going nowhere but I've been, I know I got, got to win the damn race
And I love chasing highs that I'm never, no, I'm never gonna replace
Can't replace you, won't replace you
I know I'll never replace
The people say, all the people say I got to be
Got to find, got to make my own happiness for me
But tell me how, tell me now, tell me what the fuck
I've been dope sick missing you since day was 183
And every waking night is another fucking day
Another damn withdrawal, another relapse dream
Another thrown up empty prayer straight to the bathroom stall
Don't even bother flush it down with
Clean veins, you touch, you keep, I keep
Sober and your memory
Counting every day that I'm a zero, not a two
'Cause I can't, 'cause I try but I can't fucking detox my mind
From day 219 without you
Still sober without you
Still dope sick like it do when I'm still missing
You're still my favorite habit
I don't do
Written by: Indigo Holliday
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