[Title: Empty Promises]
[Verse 1 Reflective, steady delivery, slight echo on key words]
You walked in, talkin’ big dreams, bright lights [echo] “bright lights”
Said I’d be famous, see my name in the sky. [Ad-libs] “ohh yeah…”
Promised the world, but couldn’t deliver a grain of rice [pause, whisper] “grain of rice…”
Fed me hope with hollow eyes, made truth sound nice. [ad-lib:] “so hollow…”
Family, friends, love—it was just pretend. [echo:] “just pretend…”
I came across many who played the same role. *[chant softly:] “many…many…”
[Pre-Chorus build intensity, emotional rise]
Told me I’d fly, but they try to cut my wings [shout softly:] “wings!”
Said “I love you” but it didn’t mean a thing. [ad-lib:] “didn’t mean a thing…”
They preach holy, but their hearts stayed cold. [echo: “cold…”]
How can they call it love when there’s no love to hold? *[chant:] “no love…no love…”
[Chorus powerful, main hook, ad-libs after lines]
Empty promises, silver tongues[chant:] “silver…silver…”
Claiming heaven, but it never comes. [ad-lib:] “never, never…”
Where’s the compassion when the storm begins? [shout softly:] “storm begins!”
They call it love—but it’s all pretend. [echo:] “all pretend…”
If you can’t handle my love, tell me, my friend, [ad-lib:] “tell me…tell me…”
How could you ever handle the Creator’s love? *[chant and hold:] “Creator’s love…
[Verse 2 slightly more rhythmic, punchy]
I’ve met those angels in disguise, [echo:] “in disguise…”
Wings broken, hiding behind lies. [ad-lib:] “lies…lies…”
Comfortable in chaos, afraid of the shine. [soft chant under:] “afraid…afraid…”
I bring pure love, they flee every time. [ad-lib: “can’t] handle…can’t handle…”
I speak my truth, I walk my path, [echo:] “my path…”
I don’t dim my flame, I feel my wrath. [shout softly:] “my flame!”
No empathy, no grace, no peace, [chant:] “no…no…no…”
Just shadows dressed in righteousness’ fleece. *[ad-lib:] “shadows…”
[Bridge Spoken/Chant spoken, mystical, let it breathe]
I lift, I guide, I heal, I shine. [pause, whisper:] “I shine…”
If you can’t handle my love… you’re not ready for the divine. [chant:] “not ready…not ready…”
Many have tried, many have failed, [echo:] “many…failed…”
But my love remains, unbroken, unveiled. *[ad-lib:] “unbroken…unveiled…”
[Chorus (Final, full power
repeat as before, but add ad-libs and chants under each line]
Empty promises, silver tongues [chant:] “silver…tongues…”
Claiming heaven, but it never comes [ad-lib:] “never comes…”
Where’s the compassion when the storm begins? [soft shout:] “storm!”
They call it love—but it’s all pretend [echo:] “all pretend…”
If you can’t handle my love, tell me, my friend [ad-lib:] “tell me…friend…”
How could you ever handle the Creator’s love again? *[chant:] “Creator’s love…again…”
[Outro Spoken, fading ethereal]
All those empty promises… [soft echo]
They fall like echoes in the wind. [ad-lib:]“in the wind…”
But my love is real, [chant softly:] “real…real…”
IAMTHEOA
