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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It’s 2 a.m. again
Coffee’s cold
My hands still shake
Pages full of crooked prayers
Name every ghost I ever made
I list my anger
Every lie I learned to love
Hold it up like rusted chains
Ask if You still call this “son”
[Chorus]
These are my late night confessions
Laid out like bottles on the floor
Every cracked and crooked lesson
I drag it bleeding to Your door
I’m just a tired mind
Trying to be reborn
In the dark I’m making
Late night confessions
Lord
[Verse 2]
I talk back to the voices
That say I’ll always stay this way
I rewrite the same old stories
Teach my tongue new words to pray
“Hope” feels heavy
“Love” feels like a foreign land
But I repeat them
Slow and steady
Till they’re carving through my hands
[Chorus]
These are my late night confessions
Laid out like bottles on the floor
Every cracked and crooked lesson
I drag it bleeding to Your door
I’m just a tired mind
Trying to be reborn
In the dark I’m making
Late night confessions
Lord
[Bridge]
I breathe in mercy
Breathe out shame (ha-ah)
Beat my chest and speak my name
Circle ‘round the old regrets
Like a fire I ain’t started yet
If I break
Then let me break
Into something You can take
Every sin I used to defend
Let it be seed in Your hand (oh)
[Chorus]
These are my late night confessions
Laid out like bottles on the floor
Every cracked and crooked lesson
I drag it bleeding to Your door
I’m just a tired mind
Fighting to be reborn
Teach my heart to hold
Hope and love in the storm
[Outro]
So here I am
God
Ragged breath and trembling voice
Reprogramming this wrecked-up heart
One whispered “help me” at a time
By choice
Details
GeneratedFeb 25, 2026
Duration3:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Intimate dark folk-country with shamanic undertones; raspy male vocals close to the mic over brushed snare, droning fiddle, and a low, pulsing acoustic guitar. Verses stay hushed and confessional with subtle throat singing-style harmonies; chorus swells with reverb-laced backing chants and a simple, haunting bass pulse. Final pass strips back to solo voice and guitar, leaving a raw, unresolved hush., country
Credits
Prompt by
UpbeatArt882
UpbeatArt882ModelAria v5
Prompt
Confessions:late nights poring my heart out to God, shedding all my sins, trying to embrace hope and love, Fighting everyday to reprogram my brain, dark country, dark folk,shamanic,raspy male,intimate
