

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Found your crayons in my pocket Tiny handprint on my shirt One year felt like a lifetime Ripped away in one short word Thirteen candles You stopped smiling Eleven shut his bedroom door Two and three still ask for stories I don't get to cross that floor [Chorus] I was a borrowed mom Now I'm just a ghost to you Four small worlds I used to hold Slipping through an empty room You won't see me fade You won't hear this breaking heart I was a borrowed mom Torn out of your picture Torn apart [Verse 2] I still know your lunchtime secrets All the monsters in your dreams The way you lined up all your shoes The way you laughed in crooked beams We fell fast We built a family On a fault line On a dare She can take back all her promises But you were more than just her share [Chorus] I was a borrowed mom Now I'm just a ghost to you Four small worlds I used to hold Slipping through an empty room You won't see me fade You won't hear this breaking heart I was a borrowed mom Torn out of your picture Torn apart [Bridge] Do you think I just stopped caring? (no) Did she say I walked away? I am screaming at the silence Every single sleepless day If you ever start to wonder If my love was ever true Look inside the cracks she left you You'll find all my roots in you [Chorus] I was a borrowed mom But my love is tattooed deep On your drawings On your t-shirts On the nights you couldn't sleep You won't see me there But I'm with you where you are I was a borrowed mom You were never borrowed in my heart
Tags
rock, Symphonic metal / emo hard rock with female vocals. Somber piano and strings in the intro, then guitars slam in with half-time drums and choral pads. Verses stay tense and intimate with palm-muted riffs and cello; chorus explodes with soaring vocal, wide power chords, and tom-heavy drums. Middle 8 drops to piano, ticking percussion, and whispered doubles, then final chorus up a step with stacked harmonies and sustained orchestral hits., alternative rock, hard rock, emo, symphonic metal
4:39
No
3/3/2026