
Cut Me Deep
[BPM: 108] [Genre: Melodic Trap × Korean Hip-Hop × R&B Groove] [Mood: Stylish, bittersweet, light melancholy, smooth but bouncy] [Instruments: Clean electric guitar plucks, bright synth leads, emotional 808 bass, crisp trap drum kit with hi-hat bounce, subtle ambient textures] [Vocal Style: Korean-English mixed, autotuned melodic rap, calm but groovy flow, expressive yet restrained delivery] [Lyrics Theme: A short-lived club encounter where only the scent (N5) remains vivid. Memory fades, vibe lingers. Not love—just a moment that hit different.] [Structure: Verse – Hook – Verse – Bridge – Final Hook]

Cut Me Deep
[BPM: 108] [Genre: Melodic Trap × Korean Hip-Hop × R&B Groove] [Mood: Stylish, bittersweet, light melancholy, smooth but bouncy] [Instruments: Clean electric guitar plucks, bright synth leads, emotional 808 bass, crisp trap drum kit with hi-hat bounce, subtle ambient textures] [Vocal Style: Korean-English mixed, autotuned melodic rap, calm but groovy flow, expressive yet restrained delivery] [Lyrics Theme: A short-lived club encounter where only the scent (N5) remains vivid. Memory fades, vibe lingers. Not love—just a moment that hit different.] [Structure: Verse – Hook – Verse – Bridge – Final Hook]
Lyrics
One hair on the pillow, man it fucked me up,
staring at it like proof that we used to love.
Empty glass on the counter still red with your stain,
cheap wine, loud fights, I remember the pain.
Neighbors yelling through the wall, “keep it down,”
but we were screaming “fuck you” all over town.
And the crazy shit? I’d still call you back,
even when love was smoke turnin’ black.
[Pre-Hook ]
I ain’t tryna write poems tonight,
I just miss your breath when the room ain’t right.
[Hook ]
Fuck… you cut me deep inside,
we lit a fire we couldn’t hide.
Now I’m choking on the shit we said,
singing to the ashes of our bed.
Fuck… I’m torn, it’s true,
everything drags me back to you.
Even your hair on the floor still feels brand new,
every little thing screams “I loved you.”
[Verse 2 ]
Earrings by the sink like they mocking my face,
fridge note said “don’t call,” left an empty space.
Your sweater on the chair got me twisted again,
soft on the skin but it burns within.
I tried whiskey, I tried another touch,
but no one else hits the same as us.
Every song in the bar soundin’ like your name,
fuck it, love’s just a losing game.
[Bridge]
We carved forever in dirty glass,
but forever slipped, it don’t last.
Every kiss was a spark and a scar,
and I still bleed, don’t matter how far.
[Hook]
Fuck… you cut me deep inside,
we lit a fire we couldn’t hide.
Now I’m choking on the shit we said,
singing to the ashes of our bed.
Fuck… I’m torn, it’s true,
everything drags me back to you.
Even your hair on the floor still feels brand new,
every little thing screams “I loved you.”
