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[Intro]
Headache in my chest
Heart on the floor
Mirror say my name
I don’t know me anymore
[Verse 1]
Eyes heavy
But my mind too loud
Scrolling through your pictures
Like I’m lost in the crowd
Acting grown
But I’m stuck in my teens
Immature with my anger
Slow to chase my dreams
Talking to myself
Like, “remember who you are”
But the voice sound distant
Like it’s calling from a car
Driving off without me
As I’m standing in the rain
You the lesson and the bruise
I still trace the shape of pain
[Chorus]
Headache, heartache
Same place, same weight
Trying to move on
But I move too late
I was loving like a kid
Now I’m scared to begin
It’s hard to love again
When I’m broken from within
Headache, heartache
Same bed, don’t wake
I remember who I was
Then my memories ache
I was loving like a kid
Now I’m scared to begin
It’s hard to love again
When I’m broken from within
[Verse 2]
Friends say, “bounce back”
Like it’s something you just do
But they never wore
These tired shoes
Staring at the ceiling
Tracing cracks like maps
Every line another moment
Where I failed to react
Immature with my feelings
Turned them into jokes
You were pouring out your soul
I was playing with the smoke
Now it’s just echoes
In this half-clean room
Your shampoo on my hoodie
And your silence in the gloom
[Pre-Chorus]
[low vocal register]
If I forgive you
Do I forgive me too?
If I forget you
Who reminds me what is true?
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[whispered vocals]
Who am I
When I’m not your choice?
Do I still exist
If I mute your voice?
[full voice]
Try to piece it back
One breath, one day
Teach my tired heart
There is more than yesterday
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 25, 2025
Duration3:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody hip-hop ballad with high, emotional male vocals over a sparse, detuned piano loop and deep, roomy drums. Verses stay close and confessional with filtered pads and subtle vocal chops; hook explodes with stacked harmonies, pitched ad-libs, and a heavier low end. Final chorus strips back to piano, bass, and lead vocal for a raw, exposed outro., slow, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
scottriplove
scottriploveModelAria v5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Headache . I feel Immature and slow. I remember Reminding me who I am. It's hard to Loving again. My favorite genre of music is Hip hop high vocals .
