Lyrics
Mirrors are mean
I’m afraid of mirrors these days
they are so honest and impolite.
I wish they could lie to me
just once for me tonight
So that its silhouette would comfort me
more than the walls white.
I miss knowing that I am missed
A kiss has become foreign to my lips
And the insides of my arms have become cold without someone to hold
Why can’t you come home?
Why can’t you come home?
Why can’t you come home?
I get no response just my sad echo screaming come home!
Details
GeneratedJul 24, 2026
Duration1:53
LanguageEnglish
Style
Electronic simple drum and bass with an industrial sad melodic sound and a slow complex piano and a sad violin, edm
Credits
Prompt by
bradyMorose
bradyMoroseModelAria v5.5
