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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I never packed for twenty
I only planned to disappear
Burned my future in a journal
Threw the ashes in a mirror
Some mornings I’m already tired
Before my feet can find the floor
Every step feels like a secret
I’m not supposed to take anymore
[Chorus]
Some days I’m walking through a fog
Hands out
Hoping for your face
Hate this life
Then love it
When you pull me into place
You’re my little glimpse of hope
In a world that feels all wrong
I don’t know how to want to stay
But you keep my grip on strong
[Verse 2]
I laugh at jokes I don’t get
I say “I’m fine
” then change the theme
Fold my pain into my pockets
Till it’s ripping at the seams
You trace the scars I never show
Whisper
“Breathe
Just breathe with me”
I don’t believe in happy endings
But I trust you when you say “we”
[Chorus]
Some days I’m walking through a fog
Hands out
Hoping for your face
Hate this life
Then love it
When you pull me into place
You’re my little glimpse of hope
In a world that feels all wrong
I don’t know how to want to stay
But you keep my grip on strong
[Bridge]
Eighteen candles
Almost gone
I was ready for the dark
Then you lit one
Small and shaking
Set it right inside my heart (yeah)
I still don’t have a grand plan
Still get lost inside my head
But when I feel the void reach for me
I just reach for you instead
[Chorus]
Some days I’m walking through a fog
Hands out
Hoping for your face
Hate this life
Then love it
When you pull me into place
You’re my little glimpse of hope
In a world that feels all wrong
I don’t know how to want to stay
But with you
I’m holding on
Details
GeneratedMar 28, 2026
Duration2:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
Indie-emo ballad with male vocals, close-mic’d and a little shaky. Fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft bass pulse carry the verses; tiny piano notes and a dusty pad bloom in the chorus. First hook stays intimate and low, second chorus adds fragile harmonies and a subtle floor-tom build. Leave lots of air around the vocal, let breaths and cracks stay in the take.
Credits
Prompt by
Nightshiftradio
NightshiftradioModelAria v5
Prompt
Male, shaky voice. Had no plan on living past 18. So confused. Hate life but love it at the same time. Has one glimpse of hope and that’s my girlfriend. Some days are like operating in a fog
