Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Wake up, same fight, same ceiling
Same script, same reel, same feeling
Every thought got a thought on a leash
Every step got a crack in the street
Bus stop, hood up, head ringing
Three critics, one brain, all singing
"Slow down, speak up, sit still"
Can't tell which one of them is real
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep my words on a wire
Tongue tip dancing with fire
Tiptoe tightrope in my skull
One wrong move and I’m gone
[Chorus]
These voices in my head won’t let me breathe
Won’t let me be, won’t let me sleep
Every time I stand, they cut my feet
Ground keeps slipping out from under me
Walk on eggshells in my own mind
Landmines buried in every line
I talk back just to feel free
But it only ever helps me temporarily
[Verse 2]
Heart race, fast talk, teeth grinding (yeah)
Laugh it off, but the storm’s still climbing
Smile on, but the joke’s on me
Play cool, while I’m screaming quietly
They say, "You’re fine"
They say, "You’re blessed"
Why my calm feel just like a test?
Why my wins feel rigged, pre-set?
Why my peace feel paid in debt?
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep my steps real tiny
Each thought sharp, all spiny
Thin ice floor on a tilt
Every day a balance of guilt
[Chorus]
These voices in my head won’t let me breathe
Won’t let me be, won’t let me sleep
Every time I stand, they cut my feet
Ground keeps slipping out from under me
Walk on eggshells in my own mind
Landmines buried in every line
I talk back just to feel free
But it only ever helps me temporarily
[Bridge]
Tell me, is it me or them? (hey!)
Are they foes or fake best friends?
They say jump, I say "how high?"
They say "fall," I don’t ask why
But I’m done tiptoeing, done staying small
If the floor caves in, let it all just fall
If my mind’s that loud, then it’s gonna hear this
Every “shut up” getting drowned by my spirit (woah)
[Chorus]
These voices in my head won’t let me breathe
Won’t let me be, won’t let me sleep
Every time I stand, they cut my feet
Ground keeps slipping out from under me
Walk on eggshells in my own mind
Landmines buried in every line
I talk back just to feel free
Yeah, it only ever helps me temporarily
[Outro]
But I’m still here, still not dead
Still tread light on this spiderweb
If the ground goes, I’ll grow my wings
Let the choir in my skull start to sing (oh yeah)
Style
raphybrid rap-rock with punk energymale vocals. start on a tensemuted guitar riff over tight hip-hop drumsdry vocal up front. pre-chorus adds distorted bass swells and claps; chorus explodes with crunchy power chordsshouted gang vocalsand bright pop-punk harmonies. second verse brings a darker trap-inflected groove under the guitars. finish with a half-timescreamed outro hook and a feedback tail.rockhip hoppunkpop
Prompt
A song about having voices in my head, they won't let me be, needing to tread carefully It helps me temporarily mentally, the ground is slipping away from under my feet, rap, hip hop, rock, punk, pop
Credits
Prompt by
JazzyArrow591
JazzyArrow591GeneratedFeb 22, 2026
ModelAria v5
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