[Intro – soft, ghostly, NF-style hums]
Mmh… mmh…
I miss the days…
Yeah…
Back before the reaper learned my name…
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[Verse 1 – mixing your first lyrics, darker, poetic]
Those of us who’ve watched someone we love
Fade out like a dying star…
We know the kind of pain
That sticks to your ribs for years.
Because death… yeah — death is hard.
Someone take me home… take me home
To my gravestone,
Right where I belong, where I belong,
It won’t take long.
You can break my bones, take my soul —
I don’t need ‘em anymore,
The reaper’s at my door,
And I’m too tired to fight that war.
See, everything in life feels overpriced
And I ain’t talkin’ money —
It’s the cost of bein’ alive
When the darkness hides in somebody being funny.
Fake it ‘til you make it —
But if you break it, you take it.
Don’t look back, just medicate it,
Repeat ‘til your mind is faded.
Now my head’s a carousel,
Fear don’t stop, it’s loud as hell —
When the mic drops, I pray they tell
Everybody that I’m doing well…
Even when I’m not.
Even when I rot.
Even when I feel the world
Pressing on my chest like a cinderblock.
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[Pre-Chorus – transition into NF theme]
Somewhere deep in purgatory,
Feet up reading stories
About the man I used to be
Before the world rewrote me.
Bury everything I carry
Just to hide the burden —
Fake smiles ’til I’m embarrassed,
Break down when no one’s searching.
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[Chorus – blended: your hook + NF nostalgia]
Someone take me home… take me home
To my gravestone —
Right where I belong, I belong,
When I felt strong…
When life was simple, when love felt warm,
When the rain was calm.
I miss the smiles we had when we were young,
I miss the memories of feeling love…
I’d give it all just to feel that way again —
Before the reaper stood at my door…
You can break my bones, take my soul —
I don’t need ‘em anymore.
Just take me back…
Back before I lost control.
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[Verse 2 – NF-style introspection mixed with your pain]
I miss the days when I smiled for real,
When joy wasn’t something
I had to chase like a ghost through a minefield.
Ridin’ my bike, just ridin’ my bike —
Not overthinking life,
Not wonderin’ if anybody liked me,
Or if I was worth the fight.
What happened to me?
Yeah — when did I start believing
I wasn’t worth breathing?
When did purpose start fleeing?
Why can’t healing stop leaving?
Happiness out of my reach
Like a bird with broken wings —
I keep tryin’ to stand on feet
That forgot how to feel anything.
Give me my mind back —
The one that told me I mattered
Even when I fell flat.
Before imagination was thrown into shackles
And my dreams got staggered,
Before every memory turned to ashes
And every safe place crashed.
People say it gets better —
But grief grows slow
Like vines around your throat
You learn to cope
But you never fully let go.
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[Bridge – whispered pain]
Addicts hide in pride and perish,
Sober kids cry to parents —
Guess we’re all embarrassed
Of the parts of us we cherish.
Who I used to be…
Where I was before…
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