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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up with teeth on edge
Rust taste on my tongue
Black cat in my rearview
And the day ain’t even begun
Back road feels like quicksand
Every mile
Another prayer gone bad
Something got its claws in my shadow
Laughing every time I get mad
[Chorus]
Somebody pull these voodoo needles out of me
I’m tired of bleeding for their twisted little dreams
Got pins in my heart
Pins in my feet
Feels like I’m dancing when the devil taps the beat
Somebody pull these voodoo needles out of me
[Verse 2]
Photo of me on a dashboard
Burn mark right through my face
Rumors crawl like fire
Through this small town faith
Mama said
“Boy
You’re hexed”
Preacher says
“You’re just to blame”
But every time I try to shake it
I hear a stranger say my name
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Who’s in that shotgun shack
With my name in their mouth
Got my hair in a jar
And my hope strung out
[guitar solo]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 28, 2025
Duration3:46
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Thick southern grunge guitars, drop-tuned and swampy, with a mid-tempo stomp. Verses sit low and gritty, drums dragging behind the beat; chorus explodes with doubled male vocals and fuzzed-out power chords. Short, feedback-soaked guitar hook between sections and a noisy, bending solo in the bridge to heighten the cursed, paranoid tension., grunge
Credits
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LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v5
Prompt
Southern Grunge rock about feeling like being cursed. Someone needs to pull the needles out of the voodoo doll they using on me.
