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ULTRAVIOLET
Pop
ULTRAVIOLET was released on May 15, 2026 by wishlane as a part of the album VOLUNTEER*
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Release DateMay 15, 2026
Labelwishlane
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
wishlane
wishlane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lane Mercer
Lane Mercer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
wishlane
wishlane
Producer
evangeline
evangeline
Producer
Lucas Grant
Lucas Grant
Producer

Lyrics

I could stick around for a little while
You get under my skin so deep
I’m out for the meanwhile
Take the words from between my teeth
Somehow, I don’t feel alive
The same way that you found me
I doubt I could take the time
To realize I’m fucking up my whole life
Just to get a taste of what I deserve
Get a little lost in it, get a little hurt
Honey, you can take me out back, say the word
I don’t need to tell you how to put yourself first
But I might just take another turn
Convince yourself you get it, then convince yourself you’ll learn
Do you understand yet? I’ve seen you do worse
Sucker for the hometown charm, I could do it
I could stick around for a little while
You get under my skin so deep
I’m out for the meanwhile
Take the words from between my teeth
Somehow, I don’t feel alive
The same way that you found me
I doubt I could take the time
To realize I’m fucking up my whole life
Just to get a taste of what I deserve
(Tell me what you stand for, no)
Get a little lost in it, get a little hurt
(Tell me what you’d do to protect your life)
Honey, you can take me out back, say the word
(Tell me what you pray for, no)
I don’t need to tell you how to put yourself first
(Tell me what you fear, no, the dog don’t bite)
(But I might just)
Tell me what you stand for, no
Tell me what you’d do to protect your life
(I might just)
Tell me what you pray for
Try to keep it collected
I’d lose myself in half-measures just to keep me in check
It’s a dog fight, no development, I’d call that arrested
In my room or in the city I should never have left
But I’m too stubborn to tell you that god damn, I regret it
I’m 23 by the calendar, 57 in essence
I could be doing more around me, what the hell is the difference
Between eternally waiting and holding out for the present when I
Hold myself to a standard?
Put the whole world in the palms of my shaking hands
I’d kill that boy where he’s standing
Looking just like me, but doesn’t know extents of demands I caved for
Nothing like God like the name says
So dumb, but he knows how to play dead
I can get it on my own, I can save that chance for another time and
I could stick around for a little while
You get under my skin so deep
I’m out for the meanwhile
Take the words from between my teeth
Somehow, I don’t feel alive
The same way that you found me
I doubt I could take the time
To realize I’m fucking up my whole life
Tell me what you stand for, no
Tell me what you’d do to protect your life
Tell me what you pray for, no
Tell me what you fear, no, the dog don’t bite
Tell me what you stand for, no
Tell me what you’d do to protect your life
Tell me what you pray for
Written by: Lane Mercer
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