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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Frayed black denim
Hanging by a single thread
Stitches like scar lines
Rust stains where the safety pins bled
Faded logos
Ghosts of every basement show
Sweat and smoke and cheap beer
All ground deep into the cloth below
[Chorus]
This old punk vest is my armor
Every patch a war I've lived through
Pins like teeth in a jaw of defiance
World swings first
But it breaks on the bruises and glue
Patchwork armor
I remember
It remembers me too
[Verse 2]
Collars torn up
Neck rash from a thousand fights
Back print peeling
Still dares every god and every knight
Threadbare lining
Cold wind knifes straight to the bone
Yet when I throw it on
I know I never walk alone
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
You see rags
I see banners
You see holes
I see standards
You see filth
I see vows I never sold
Every tear
Every rip
Is a spine grown bold
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 24, 2025
Duration4:01
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Crushing dark metal with downtuned guitars in C, double-kick bursts, and dissonant tremolo riffs. Verses stay tight and chugging with sharp stops; chorus widens into half-time, open chords, and gang vocals on the hook. Male vocals that shift from snarled lows to desperate mid screams, with a bleak, roomy mix and gritty bass glued to the kick., metal, punk, world
Credits
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LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v5
Prompt
Dark Metal song about an old tattered punk vest, full of patches and pins that is like armor against the world
