

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Eyes open, but I’m done Same ceiling, same stain, same sun Phone buzzing like a swarm of bad luck I’m alive, but I’m stuck, what the fuck Bills in a pile like teeth Friends talk, I just stare at my feet Praying for a blackout, deep sleep, long nap Not a coffin, just a switch, just a gap [Chorus] I’m halfway to the exit, head in the dark But my feet stay planted, tied to my heart I scream “I’m so fucking tired,” into the air I want death for the problems, not death for me here Let it all burn down, but I stay Let the weight fall off, I remain I want rest, want peace, want quiet, no fear I want death for the problems, not death for me here [Verse 2] Coffee tastes like metal on my tongue Anxiety an anthem that’s always being sung Every thought got spikes, every day got knives But I’m still clocking in to this fucked up life Yeah, I’ve stared at that ledge, done the math Counting out the seconds, tracing out the path Then my chest pulls me back, pissed off, still here “I ain’t leaving this mess for the ones I hold dear” [Chorus] I’m halfway to the exit, head in the dark But my feet stay planted, tied to my heart I scream “I’m so fucking tired,” into the air I want death for the problems, not death for me here Let it all burn down, but I stay Let the weight fall off, I remain I want rest, want peace, want quiet, no fear I want death for the problems, not death for me here [Bridge] Kill off the panic Kill off the shame Bury the patterns Not my name Lay down the burdens Six feet deep Let my body keep breathing While my demons all sleep (sleep) [Chorus] I’m halfway to the exit, head in the dark But my feet stay planted, tied to my heart I scream “I’m so fucking tired,” into the air I want death for the problems, not death for me here Let it all burn down, but I stay Let the weight fall off, I remain I want rest, want peace, want quiet, no fear I want death for the problems, not death for me here (yeah)
Tags
rap, Dark hybrid of witch house pads, distant choirs, and distorted 808s under a halftime hip‑hop bounce. Verses spit raw confessional rap with occasional screamed doubles treated through guitar amps. Choruses explode with heavy guitars and power‑metal drums, sidechained under a four‑on‑the‑floor house pulse. Male vocals, stacks of harmonies on the hook, glitchy reverb throws at the ends of key lines., ambient, power metal, rock, thrash metal, witch house, metal, hip hop
3:16
No
4/1/2026