Lyrics
[Verse]
Turkey thawing, mind’s still frozen
Clock’s ticking, options closing
Boss on my line, I hit ignore
Microwave meals, dreams on the floor
[Prechorus]
Gravy drowning my ambition
Stuffing packed with bad decisions
[Chorus]
Burnt out feast, can’t even carve
Thanksgiving’s here, but my soul’s starved
Burnt out feast, too tired to pray
Pass the yams, let me fade away
[Verse 2]
Cranberry sauce, but my mood’s tart
Deadlines stacking, tearing apart
Family texting, “What’s the plan?”
But my energy’s a grain of sand
[Prechorus]
Pumpkin pie, but I’m crumbling
Hollow cheers, they keep mumbling
[Chorus]
Burnt out feast, can’t even carve
Thanksgiving’s here, but my soul’s starved
Burnt out feast, too tired to pray
Pass the yams, let me fade away
Style
while melodic vocal chops and shimmering pads create a glossy texture. female vocals deliver a mix of sass and vulnerability.catchy beat with layered synths and a deep 808 bassline. bright hi-hats and crisp snares drive the rhythmtraprappop
Prompt
I'm too exhausted to even do anything. My job got me so f***** up and is Thanksgiving week. Thanksgiving is less than 48 hours
Trap, Pop, catchy beat & course, female
Credits
Prompt by
Saltgirl123
Saltgirl123GeneratedNov 26, 2025
ModelAria v5
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