

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] You turned my phone to a graveyard All missed calls and bad news Yeah, you carved your name in my backlash Now I’m done bleedin’ for you (yeah) [Verse 1] You want my pain as a playlist You play it back when you’re bored You said my scars were your favorite Then you went lookin’ for more You throw your shade like a habit You twist the knife, then you cry Say I’m the one bein’ toxic You love the smoke in my eyes (haha) You only call when you’re faded Talk like I ruined your youth I took the blame, then I ate it Now all that’s left is the truth [Chorus] I’m so sick of you Of the games, of the guilt, of the “I miss you” I’m so sick of you Of the fights, of the lies that you call “see-through” You keep draggin’ me down, pin me under your wounds But I’m done, I’m immune I’m so, I’m so I’m so sick of you (yeah) [Verse 2] You say you’re changed in the morning By night you’re back in your hate You love to burn all your bridges Then ask who set ‘em ablaze You wear my trust like a trophy You leave it cracked on the floor You say I’m “just bein’ distant” I’m just not yours anymore (nah) You wanna break me in pieces Just so you’re not breakin’ alone You call it love when you need me You call it drama when I’m gone [Chorus] I’m so sick of you Of the tears, of the threats that you call “see it through” I’m so sick of you Of the “stay,” of the “go,” I’m just done with your rules You keep draggin’ me down, pin me under your wounds But I’m done, I’m immune I’m so, I’m so I’m so sick of you [Bridge] You said I’d never leave Guess what, I already left You’re just talkin’ to a ghost now (woah) Echoes in your texts You said I’d crawl right back To the hell that we called “us” Now you’re screamin’ at the silence And the silence don’t care about us (no, no) [Chorus] I’m so sick of you Of the pain, of the blame that you call “breakthrough” I’m so sick of you Of the way that you twist every truth into two You keep draggin’ me down, pin me under your wounds But I’m done, I’m immune I’m so, I’m so I’m so sick of you
Tags
rap, Dark indie-trap meets alternative pop: detuned guitars over booming subs, halftime drums that lurch into explosive drops, distorted 808 glides, airy synth pads. Verses spit raw, double-tracked male vocals with light autotune, ad-libs tucked wide. Choruses slam with shouted hooks, stacked harmonies, and aggressive sidechain pumping; bridge strips back to just vocal and a reverb-soaked guitar before one last massive hit., pop, indie rock, alternative pop, raw, hip hop, male vocals, soul
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2/4/2026