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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Math book open
Eyes on the door
He says
"Focus"
I’m trying
I’m sure
Letters keep jumping
Clock runs too fast
He calls it lazy
Says it will pass
[Pre-Chorus]
You only see the mess on my desk
Not the storm in my head when you ask for your "best"
[Chorus]
I’m not lying
I’m just tired
Of being set on fire
Every time I can’t sit still
Every time I lose my will
You say
"Boy
You’re just not trying"
But I’m breaking while you’re denying
All these thoughts that crash and roar
Like paper planes on the floor
Paper planes on the floor
[Verse 2]
Car ride silence
Radio low
You say
"In my day
We just got on with it
You know"
I count the street signs
Hands start to shake
I want to tell you
But I know what you’ll say
[Pre-Chorus]
You only hear the words that you said
Playing back like a tape in my chest
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
If you could feel
How loud it gets
The start
The stop
The tangled threads
[whispered vocals]
I want your help
Not discipline
I need a hand
To hold me in
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 14, 2026
Duration3:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
Airy indie ballad with distant pads, soft piano, and subtle organic percussion; male vocals up close and fragile in the verses, then opening into a soaring, layered chorus with reverb-drenched harmonies. Guitars shimmer at the edges, bass swells for impact on the hooks, and the bridge drops to almost a cappella before the final emotional lift., emotional, sad
Credits
Prompt byAudioCircuit397
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about how hard it is having a son with adhd and a dad who doesn’t believe him. Sad ethereal vibes with emotional and powerful chorus
