

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I wore my shame like chainmail Too heavy to move, too proud to fall Kept my hands in the dark And called it strength when I hit the wall Salt on my tongue, old bruises Names I gave myself in the rain But the mirror never lied, babe It knew my faults by name [Pre-Chorus] Still I stand Still I breathe Through the cracks You can see [Chorus] I won't break, I won't fold Not for the scars, not for the soul I rise hard, I rise whole My flaws are fire, not control I won't break, I won't fold I was made to carry more [Verse 2] I fed my ghosts at dinner Let them sit where my hope should be Every sin left a fingerprint But it never got the best of me I learned the low roads early Every wrong turn taught me how To turn my face toward morning And drag my battered heart out loud [Pre-Chorus] Still I stand Still I breathe Through the cracks You can see [Chorus] I won't break, I won't fold Not for the scars, not for the soul I rise hard, I rise whole My flaws are fire, not control I won't break, I won't fold I was made to carry more [Bridge] If I fell, I fell forward If I bled, I learned the shape Of a hand that keeps on reaching Of a name that still has grace Break me open I'll still sing Stone by stone I learn to begin [Final Chorus] I won't break, I won't fold Not for the scars, not for the soul I rise hard, I rise whole My flaws are fire, not control I won't break, I won't fold I was made to carry more I was made to carry more
Tags
Rock mixed with dubstep at a driving midtempo pulse, crunching palm-muted guitars over half-time drops and serrated synth bass. Verse rides tight drums and gritty riff stabs; pre-chorus strips to voice and toms, building with risers; chorus slams with huge chords, sub-bass hits, and gang shouts. Rough lead vocal with doubled hooks, octave lifts, and delay throws; reverse swells and glitch ticks between lines. Bright, punchy, and heavy., dubstep, rock
3:58
English
No
4/22/2026