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Lyrics
[Verse]
Pops chasing paper, pockets full of trash,
Dreams buried deep, somewhere in the ash.
Old boots scuffin' streets, past due receipts,
Hustle for a nickel, life on repeat.
Ma's eyes on the clock, silence she dreads,
Lonely whispers echo loud in her head.
Empty chair at the table, shadows her kin,
Her prayers hang heavy, lost in the din.
[Chorus]
Family shadows, they move, they scatter,
Love’s a ghost, and the ties just shatter.
I’m the last one standing, no ladder to climb,
Loner in the dark, lost track of time.
[Verse 2]
Sis got her kids, bro’s got his pride,
Both too busy to let me inside.
Holidays a hollow shell, phone don’t ring,
Their laughter’s a song I’ll never sing.
Last bro the favorite, golden child glow,
He got the love that I’ll never know.
I’m the phantom sibling, the name they forget,
A face in the frame they’d rather reset.
[Bridge]
No calls, no letters, just static and dust,
Family ties rusted, eroded by mistrust.
I’m a stranger in their stories, a line unwritten,
A heart full of questions, forever smitten.
Details
GeneratedAug 22, 2025
Duration2:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
raw, stripped-down beat with deep bass and sharp snares. the vibe is intense, with sparse piano loops and eerie synths adding an ominous texture. male vocals deliver the verses with a hard-hitting, unpolished edge., gritty, rap
Credits
Prompt by
HonestEcho23
HonestEcho23ModelAria v4
Prompt
A gritty rap on a father chasing after money and rubbish,a mother who can’t stand being alone,brother and sister having their own families not daring being bothered,the last bro favourite and me loner
