Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Pills on the counter Half of them yours Glass on the faucet Dripping like it knows the score Your photo is crooked Stuck in the frame Eyes still accusing Saying my name [Chorus] Pills Alcohol and a photo of you All of my ghosts lined up in this room Pick your poison They all taste like truth Every bad choice pulls me back to you [Verse 2] Ash on the carpet Burn in my lungs TV is talking I’m coming undone I swear I can hear you Laugh through the door I open to nothing Collapse to the floor [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] I drink to forget Remember you clearer Your face in the mirror Closer Nearer I swallow the hurt It swims in my veins You’re here in the quiet You live in the shame [Chorus]
Tags
Slow cinematic ballad with close, raw male vocal. Intimate piano and low strings start sparse and fragile; arrangement swells through the second verse with deeper cellos and distant percussion. Chorus opens up with fuller string pads and subtle vocal doubles, then drops back to just piano and a single high violin for the bridge before a final, aching chorus. Mix leans dark and roomy, breathing around every inhale., slow, raw, deep, male vocals
Duration
3:08
Instrumental
No
Created
12/26/2025