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Apollo
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Apollo was released on June 26, 2026 by broke as a part of the album Apollo - Single
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Release DateJune 26, 2026
Labelbroke
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yurms
Yurms
Vocals, Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Goodrick
Jeremy Goodrick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yurms
Yurms
Producer

Lyrics

This time will be different
Listen here fine shyt
I'm just a fat fucking chud
1, 2, 3, Go
Eyelashes, Left them on the table
Beside the mattress, with some cash tips
Empty bottle of wine, a couple glasses
Shirt stained from the cigarette ashes
And the matches
When you wake up and you put on your glasses
Hope you still want me Like you did last night
Know I promised you that I wouldn't ask this
But I'm anxious
I got love inside my throat
I can't swallow
I don't have money
Or too many follows
You wanted Dijon or Omar Apollo
I give you nothing
And ask for a ride home
Say you want a show
You rock bottom
It's not the tightest
Of programs to follow
Spend all your time
Here with me, doing nada
Put all your faith in
The spin of a bottle
Some of you wait where the trash is
Heat waves come in flashes
Usually not this bashful
I thought I got past it
I hope you forget about
All your previous attachments
I know that sounds dramatic
I'm nothing more than plastic
I'm nothing but a douchebag, asshole
Scumbag, You should never
Let me pull a fast one
Hate it when you compare me
To all the other past ones
Fuck words
I'mma need like every single password
Make it go faster
Make it get nasty
When you call I'mma answer
You could have like anything you want
When you come back here
It's the only life you got
Let's make it a disaster
If you make it home
And your still alone
Did you make the wrong
Decision about someone
I don't need to know it
When you wake up
I'll be gone
Call me and I'll come over
Whenever you want
Eyelashes, Left them on the table
Beside the mattress, with some cash tips
Empty bottle of wine, a couple glasses
Shirt stained from The cigarette ashes
And the matches
When you wake up and you put on your glasses
Hope you still want me
Like you did last night
Know I promised you that I wouldn't ask this
But I'm anxious
I got love inside my throat
I can't swallow
I don't have money
Or too many follows
You wanted Dijon or Omar Apollo
I give you nothing
And ask for a ride home
Say you want a show
You rock bottom
It's not the tightest
Of programs to follow
Spend all your time
Here with me, doing nada
Put all your faith in
The spin of a bottle
Written by: Jeremy Goodrick
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