Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro — soft / intimate] We don’t escape this one… we decorate it. ⸻ [Verse 1] Each inside our little cages, we survive the best we can… Calling it devotion, calling it a plan. Some get used to being prisoners, learning how to stay… Making peace with demons that were never meant to stay. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] It feels like purpose, it feels like truth… But some fires were never meant for you. ⸻ [Chorus] Trap of passion… burning slow and deep… I gave it everything it never asked to keep. Held it like salvation, called it who I am… But I was just feeding a fire I couldn’t command. ⸻ [Verse 2] Some go out and save the broken, thinking they’re the cure… But they’re only hiding wounds they never made secure. Some dig deeper into darkness, burying what was light… Bodies, morals, faith — lost beneath the night. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus 2] We call it meaning, we call it fate… But sometimes passion is just a well-dressed escape. ⸻ [Chorus] Trap of passion… I didn’t feel the chains… It looked like freedom while it tightened in my veins. Every spark I followed led me to the same — A beautiful destruction I kept calling by your name. ⸻ [Bridge — stripped / confessional] If I let it go… who am I without the fire? If I stop chasing… what replaces the desire? ⸻ [Final Chorus — awakened, softer power] Trap of passion… I see it clear now… Not everything that burns is meant to show me how. I can hold the fire without becoming the flame… I choose my light — I don’t need the pain. ⸻ [Outro — whisper] Some passions… are just lessons.
Tags
dark sensual alt-pop, slow tempo, deep bass, intimate female vocal, hypnotic, emotional tension
Duration
3:31
Instrumental
No
Created
4/3/2026