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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Today it hit me hard
How naive I was
I thought my heart was kind
Till the line cut through the dust
They walked into the fire
Hands around the spark
And I stood there learning
Some wounds are built too dark
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t call it mercy
Don’t call it clean
Some truths arrive
Like broken glass between
[Chorus]
Do not sympathize
With those who chose the blade
Do not sympathize
With the mess they made
But in the dark
Where no one sees
I can pity them
I can pity them secretly
[Verse 2]
I used to give my softness
To every losing side
Now I know a shattered soul
Can still decide to bite
There’s a grief that lingers
Under angry skin
You can mourn what’s gone
And still not let it in
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t name it rescue
Don’t dress it bright
Some lessons only bloom
In the afterlight
[Chorus]
Do not sympathize
With those who chose the blade
Do not sympathize
With the mess they made
But in the dark
Where no one sees
I can pity them
I can pity them secretly
[Bridge]
Maybe I was younger
Maybe I was wide
Thinking every falling hand
Was reaching for a guide
Now I keep my distance
Keep my tender face
There’s a place for love
And there’s a guarded place
[Final Chorus]
Do not sympathize
With those who chose the blade
Do not sympathize
With the mess they made
But in the dark
Where no one sees
I can pity them
I can pity them secretly
I can pity them
I can pity them secretly
Details
GeneratedJun 11, 2026
Duration4:06
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow alt-pop ballad with a restrained triplet pulse, bruised piano in the verse, pre-chorus widening into stacked pads, and a chorus that lifts with aching four-part harmonies; vocal stays close-mic and vulnerable with doubled lines on the hook, delay throws on key phrases, a reversed swell into each chorus, and a final half-time lift. Bright-but-hollow mix, intimate and cinematic.
Credits
Prompt byMellowCrown403
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Today I read a sentence that made me know how naive I was .. The sentence says..Do not sympathize with those who chose destruction by their own hands, but you can pity them in secret
