Nine Sixteen Trash
Expressive violin and guitar intertwine with upright bass and cello, crafting a warm, inviting intro. The double bass supplies a pulsing rhythm as sparse orchestral drums propel the verses. In the chorus, bold full-orchestra swells erupt. A male voice with a deep, rough, whiskey-like quality merges indignantly throughout.
7 travelers of Nowhere·2:44
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Nine Sixteen Trash
Expressive violin and guitar intertwine with upright bass and cello, crafting a warm, inviting intro. The double bass supplies a pulsing rhythm as sparse orchestral drums propel the verses. In the chorus, bold full-orchestra swells erupt. A male voice with a deep, rough, whiskey-like quality merges indignantly throughout.
Creator: 7 travelers of NowhereRelease Date: December 14, 2025
Lyrics
When did the ape stop lookin’ wide?
When did the world get cut to size?
It happened when we sold our eyes,
and bent our necks to pixel lies.
I hate that nine sixteen trash!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!
When did tech tell us how to see?
When did the frame start killin’ me?
It started when we bowed our heads
and let the screen dictate our steps.
I hate that nine sixteen trash! - TRASH!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash! - ASH!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash! - CLASH!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!
When did that drug get in our veins?
When did it lock us into chains?
It hit the moment we gave in,
and let the feed crawl under skin.
I hate that nine sixteen trash!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!
I hate that nine sixteen trash!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!
When did the world get cut to size?
It happened when we sold our eyes,
and bent our necks to pixel lies.
I hate that nine sixteen trash!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!
When did tech tell us how to see?
When did the frame start killin’ me?
It started when we bowed our heads
and let the screen dictate our steps.
I hate that nine sixteen trash! - TRASH!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash! - ASH!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash! - CLASH!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!
When did that drug get in our veins?
When did it lock us into chains?
It hit the moment we gave in,
and let the feed crawl under skin.
I hate that nine sixteen trash!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!
I hate that nine sixteen trash!
Fuck nine sixteen, screen of ash!
Turn that shit wide, make it clash!
Wide or die, I’ll break your stash!