Lyrics
[Verse]
This round’s on me, pour the guilt in a glass,
Swirling the shame, let the moments amass.
Bartender wipes the bar with a sigh,
"Your usual hate?" Nah, let’s let it fly.
Two bitter, one sweet, mix the past with the pain,
Tonight we sip storms, let it thunder and rain.
[Chorus]
No chaser, just regrets,
Feel the burn, don’t forget.
Raise the glass, toast the mess,
This life’s a tab, pay the stress.
[Verse 2]
Liquid courage swimming laps in my veins,
Drunk off the truth, sober from gains.
Shot glass full of my best mistakes,
Lime wedge grins, salt trails the stakes.
Barstool confessional, sins on the mic,
Every sip’s a rewind, the wrongs feel right.
[Chorus]
No chaser, just regrets,
Feel the burn, don’t forget.
Raise the glass, toast the mess,
This life’s a tab, pay the stress.
[Bridge]
Ice clinks like the clock ticking past,
Memories diluted, but they still last.
Whiskey whispers secrets I can’t tell,
Echoes in the bottle, drowning the yell.
[Chorus]
No chaser, just regrets,
Feel the burn, don’t forget.
Raise the glass, toast the mess,
This life’s a tab, pay the stress.
Style
a steady boom-bap beatjazzy; smooth piano loopsrapand upright bass lines set the mood for introspective yet witty storytelling. male vocals.laid-backhip hop
Prompt
this round is on me shame I insist, I want you to feel every sip.
bartender:your usual hate?two bitter and sweet?na,tonight we are having to regrets, straight up no chaser, and run a tab.
hip hop chil
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683GeneratedDec 4, 2025
ModelAria v5
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