

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Spit my name like poison Think I’m gonna break? Write me off as broken Watch how much I take (yeah) [Verse 1] You point and you whisper Like I can’t fucking hear Your comfort’s a prison I burned it down last year Got scars Got stories You’ve only got your fear You’re pressed I’m laughing Louder every year [Chorus] Fuck your feelings I’m proud of who I am You don’t get to draw the lines on my skin Call me freak I’ll wear it like a crown If I’m your joke Who’s really breaking down? You want me quiet? I’m cranking it to ten Fuck your feelings I’d live this twice again [Verse 2] You throw little labels Like they’re gonna stick But I turn every insult Into my next trick You wish I was empty I’m heavier than this Your hate is a habit My joy’s the final twist (ha!) [Chorus] Fuck your feelings I’m proud of who I am You don’t get to draw the lines on my skin Call me freak I’ll wear it like a crown If I’m your joke Who’s really breaking down? You want me quiet? I’m cranking it to ten Fuck your feelings I’d live this twice again [Bridge] Say I’m too much Say I’m insane Keep your small box I’ll break every frame Laugh while you choke On every cruel word I turned your curse Into my favorite verse (hey!) [Chorus] Fuck your feelings I’m proud of who I am You don’t get to draw the lines on my skin Call me freak I’ll wear it like a crown If I’m your joke Who’s really breaking down? You want me quiet? I’m cranking it to ten Fuck your feelings I’d live this twice again
Tags
pop, Aggressive pop-metalcore with male vocals; octave-jumped intros over chugging guitars and bright synth pads, then slam into double-time drums and palm-muted riffs. Verses snarl with tight syncopation and gang-shouted responses; chorus explodes melodic with soaring top-line and stacked harmonies. Breakdowns punch with dissonant chords, pick scrapes, and a crowd-chant hook tailored for mosh pits, then a triumphant final chorus in a higher key., metalcore
3:24
No
4/4/2026