Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Plastic crown on a bedroom floor Mascara moons on a cracked old mirror Mama’s voice in the next‑room war Says love is a bruise that you learn to wear I wrote your name in the dust that year On a dashboard shaking down dead-end roads You said “You’re safe when I’m right here” But your hands said something my heart already knows [Pre-Chorus] Every promise tasted like metal Every “forever” cut my tongue I keep chewing on the past like gristle Who the hell am I becoming? [Chorus] I got teeth on the tinsel Blood on the bow Making something pretty Out of everything I broke You call it love I call it coping I keep laughing with my eyes Just to hide that I’m choking Growing up hurts When you finally see What they did to you Living inside of me [Verse 2] You drink smoke like it keeps you warm I drink doubt from a paper cup We trade scars like we trade old stories Like that’s what grown-ups call growing up You trace my wrist where the lines run thin Ask “Do you still want to disappear?” I say “Sometimes I just want a skin That doesn’t fit like all my worst years” [Pre-Chorus] Every secret sounds like sirens Every touch sets off alarms Still I’m begging in the silence For a softer kind of harm (yeah) [Chorus] I got teeth on the tinsel Blood on the bow Making something pretty Out of everything I broke You call it love I call it coping I keep laughing with my eyes Just to hide that I’m choking Growing up hurts When you finally see What they did to you Living inside of me [Bridge] I’m scared I’ll wear your face one day Talk like you Walk like your shame Pass this hurt on like a family name And swear it’s just “the way I am” (oh) [Chorus] I got teeth on the tinsel Blood on the bow Making something pretty Out of everything I broke You call it love I call it coping I’m still learning how to stay When the floor starts floating Growing up hurts But I’m choosing me Let the ghosts you gave Let them finally leave (Yeah, I’m choosing me)
Tags
pop, Dark alt-pop with female vocals, gritty programmed drums, detuned synth bass, and eerie reversed textures. Verse one starts sparse with low piano and filtered vocal, then pre-chorus adds pulsing pads and distant vocal doubles. Chorus hits with distorted sub, crushed snares, and stacked raspy harmonies, riding a relentless mid-tempo groove. Bridge strips to a single synth drone and close-mic whisper vocal before the final chorus explodes with extra ad-libs and widened stereo fx., emotional, raw, moody
Duration
3:24
Instrumental
No
Created
3/1/2026