Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Crowbar flashbacks
Rust on my bones
Joker laughter
Inside my dome
You were late
I was left
In that warehouse
Breathing death
Mask on tight
Glue for the cracks
You saved him
Never came back
I crawled out
Charred and numb
Guess your prodigal son
Was the wrong one
[Chorus]
I am the gun you never claimed
Your broken bird
You left in flames
Second robin
Second choice
Now hear your failure
Find its voice
I am the bruise you never see
All of your mercy
Skipped on me
You saved the city
Killed your kid
And you still call that
Justice, Bruce?
[Verse 2]
You got codes
You got lines
Till they cross
Over mine
I got holes
In my skull
You got rules
To stay pure
You hug him
Clown in chains
You call it healing
I call it shame
Every sidekick
Gets a grave
I dug out
You looked away
[Pre-Chorus]
You taught me fear is a weapon
Then feared what you made when I bled
You only reach for the broken
When they’re better off dead
[Chorus]
I am the gun you never claimed
Your broken bird
You left in flames
Second robin
Second choice
Now hear your failure
Find its voice
I am the bruise you never see
All of your mercy
Skipped on me
You saved the city
Killed your kid
And you still call that
Justice, Bruce?
[Bridge]
You got wards
You got wings
You got plans
Golden rings
I got pills
By the sink
I got nights
I don’t blink
I got blood
On my hands
You got files
Battle plans
Say my name
Look away
You made me
Now you pray
[Chorus]
I am the gun you never claimed
Your broken bird
You left in flames
Second robin
Second choice
Now hear your failure
Find its voice
I am the bruise you never see
All of your mercy
Skipped on me
You saved the city
Killed your kid
And you still call that
Justice, Bruce?
Style
raphybrid metal/rapcore: dropped-tuned guitars with chugs and dissonant slidessnarling male vocals that flip between rapid-fire verses and screamed hooks. half-timehead-crushing drums808 growls shadowing the kick. pre-chorus pulls back to eerie clean guitar and whispered vocals; chorus detonates with gang shouts and octave leads. bridge dives into chaotic breakdown with pinch harmonics and guttural ad-libsthen cuts to a rawclipped ending.metalrockpunkemohardcore
Prompt
Angry/depressive song in the perspective of DC’s Red Hood dealing with feeling angry, upset, abandoned and not enough for Batman to help him. Metal, Rap, rock, punk, emo, hardcore
Credits
Prompt by
Nightshiftradio
NightshiftradioGeneratedFeb 14, 2026
ModelAria v5
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