Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You wear your heartbreak
Like a lace-trimmed shroud
Lipstick bruised on a
Funeral mouth
You say love ends
In a pinewood room
I trace your spine
Like I'm carving my tomb
[Pre-Chorus]
You laugh
"I’m almost
In the death cult too"
I lick the salt
Off your black tattoo
[Chorus]
You may be new to the six feet under ground crew
But if I were a worm
I'd still eat you (oh)
Chewing through satin
Baby
Straight to your bones
Gnawing on the parts of you nobody knows
If the grave calls first
I’m coming in too
If I were a worm
I'd still eat you
[Verse 2]
You say
"Leave flowers
When I finally fade"
I say
"I'll burrow
Under your blade"
Bite on my shoulder
’Til the red runs through
I wanna taste
Every fear in you
[Pre-Chorus]
You talk extinction
With your hand on mine
I choke on wanting
Like formaldehyde
[Chorus]
You may be new to the six feet under ground crew
But if I were a worm
I'd still eat you (yeah)
Chewing through satin
Baby
Straight to your bones
Gnawing on the parts of you nobody knows
If the grave calls first
I’m coming in too
If I were a worm
I'd still eat you
[Bridge]
Bury me deeper
Under your tongue (ah)
Rot me
Rock me
Come undone
If this is the end
Then end me slow
Let every little inch of me
Devour you whole (devour you)
[Chorus]
You may be new to the six feet under ground crew
But if I were a worm
I'd still eat you
Chewing through satin
Baby
Straight to your bones
Gnawing on the parts of you nobody knows
If the grave calls first
I’m coming in too
If I were a worm
I'd still eat you
Still eat you
Still eat you
Style
rockromantic goth rockmale vocals drenched in reverb over overdriven guitars and floor–tom-heavy drums; verses in a sultry half-whisper with tremolo-picked counter-melodieschorus explodes with octave vocalscrash-heavy grooveand a singalong hook; bridge drops to bass-and-vocal tensionthen a final full-band climax with stacked harmonies and a heldgritty final noteromantic
Prompt
Romantic goth rock,
"You may be new to the 6 feet under ground crew, but if I were a worm, I'd still eat you."
Taking the idea of death and turning it to something sexual and flirty.
Credits
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LunarOutput334GeneratedFeb 21, 2026
ModelAria v5
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