(Sung with a slight rasp and heavy reverb) "Yeah, I’m way out of line, way out of sightLeft all those memories back in the nightRunning 'til I’m out of breath, out of timeNow I’m just trying to stay out of my mind(Out of my mind, yeah, out of my mind)"
To make the text truly fit that "Posty" aesthetic, keep these elements in mind:
Here is some original text (lyrics/hooks) you can use or adapt for this specific style: free_post_malone_type_beat_out_of_mind
If the beat has a guitar loop, lean into a more "folk-trap" vocal delivery.
Since "Out of Mind" is a popular title for type beats, you can usually find the actual audio files and usage licenses on platforms like: (Sung with a slight rasp and heavy reverb)
Contrast "sad boy" emotions with high-end lifestyle references (expensive cars, designer clothes, top-shelf liquor).
This is the standard for buying high-quality, untagged versions of these tracks from independent producers. "Ice in the glass, watch it melt to
"Ice in the glass, watch it melt to the floorI don’t even know what I’m fighting for anymoreTwo-door sliding through the city like a ghostThinking ‘bout the things that I probably miss the mostBut the champagne’s cold and the ceiling’s goneI’ve been awake since the break of dawnEverybody’s talking but I’m tuned outThis is what they never told me ‘bout..."
(Sung with a slight rasp and heavy reverb) "Yeah, I’m way out of line, way out of sightLeft all those memories back in the nightRunning 'til I’m out of breath, out of timeNow I’m just trying to stay out of my mind(Out of my mind, yeah, out of my mind)"
To make the text truly fit that "Posty" aesthetic, keep these elements in mind:
Here is some original text (lyrics/hooks) you can use or adapt for this specific style:
If the beat has a guitar loop, lean into a more "folk-trap" vocal delivery.
Since "Out of Mind" is a popular title for type beats, you can usually find the actual audio files and usage licenses on platforms like:
Contrast "sad boy" emotions with high-end lifestyle references (expensive cars, designer clothes, top-shelf liquor).
This is the standard for buying high-quality, untagged versions of these tracks from independent producers.
"Ice in the glass, watch it melt to the floorI don’t even know what I’m fighting for anymoreTwo-door sliding through the city like a ghostThinking ‘bout the things that I probably miss the mostBut the champagne’s cold and the ceiling’s goneI’ve been awake since the break of dawnEverybody’s talking but I’m tuned outThis is what they never told me ‘bout..."