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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up in a borrowed mood
Like someone left it on my bed
Static scribbled on the walls
Writing nonsense in my head
Pacing circles in the kitchen
Forks and knives all tell me lies
Every shadow has opinions
Every mirror over-analyzes
[Chorus]
Every thought ain’t mine
But I keep signing the dotted line
All my trouble comes from my mind
From my mind
From my mind (hey!)
Every thought ain’t mine
But I hold on like it’s do or die
All my trouble comes from my mind
From my mind
From my mind
[Verse 2]
Got a fever made of headlines
All the worst-case plays on loop
Tiny judge inside the drywall
Banging gavel in my room
Scrolling ghosts I never met
Still they talk like they know best
How’d I let these cardboard voices
Crash their party in my chest?
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Whose voice is that?
In my skull
In my skull
Is it you
Is it me
Or some stranger I let pull
All the strings
All the strings
While I dance out of time?
I cut one
Cut two
Cut three
Let the silence underline—
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration3:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Grimy indie/alt-rock with crunchy rhythm guitars and a melodic lead line weaving around the vocal. Verses stay tight and conversational over a driving bass; chorus explodes with gang shouts and wide distortion, drums pushing straight 8ths. Short bridge strips to bass, toms, and a single guitar drone before a final, shout-along chorus. Male vocals, a little ragged, big doubles on the hook., indie rock, alternative rock
Credits
Prompt byWaveyLogic349
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Every thought is not yours, yet all your trouble comes from your mind., indie rock, alternative rock
