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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Feel the flowers in your throat
Every petal like a blade
You said beauty comes with pain
Guess I learned that all too late
[Pre-Chorus]
You dressed the bruise up as a promise
Called it love
I called it home
Now the garden’s turning toxic
And I’m choking on the thorns
[Chorus]
Feel the flowers in my throat
Watch them sting
As the world around me turns into dust and drifting ash
You said
“Baby
This is how forever feels”
But forever never made it past the crash
Feel the flowers in my throat
They still burn
Every word you left inside me twists and curls
If this is what you meant by growing up
I don’t wanna be your girl
[Verse 2]
All our pictures in a pile
On the floor beside the bed
Little ghosts of all the times
That I kept your madness fed
[Pre-Chorus]
You lit a match inside my ribcage
Called it passion
Called it fate
Now the smoke is in my lungs
And I’m running out of grace
[Chorus]
Feel the flowers in my throat
Watch them sting
As the world around me turns into dust and fading glass
You said
“Baby
This is how we rise”
But we only ever learned how to crash
Feel the flowers in my throat
They still burn
Every promise
Every almost
Every lie
If this is what you meant by holding on
I’d rather say goodbye
[Bridge]
I scrape your name off every mirror (hey)
I rinse your echo from my bones
I pull the petals from my airway
I’m learning how to breathe alone (breathe alone)
[Chorus]
Feel the flowers in my throat as they fade
Let the world around me turn to dust
I’ll turn to gold
You said
“Baby
You’re the one who’ll break”
Yeah
I finally broke your hold
Feel the flowers in my throat
Going quiet
Every root you planted loosens
Lets me go
If this is what it means to save myself
Then I’m ready to explode
Details
GeneratedJan 22, 2026
Duration3:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Crunchy pop-rock with female vocals; bright, slightly overdriven guitars and tight drums under a bittersweet topline. Verses stay close and intimate with palm-muted riffs; choruses explode with wide power chords, stacked harmonies, and a soaring lead. Bridge drops to half-time with echoing guitar swells, then a final chorus up a step for maximum lift., world, pop
Credits
Prompt by
SkylerStar
SkylerStarModelAria v5
Prompt
Feel the flowers in your throat watch them sting as the world around you turn into dust., female, pop, rock
