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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Emotions get ahold of me
I feel that switch, it rolls on me
One minute I’m calm, next I’m not
Say the wrong thing, then the room gets hot
I bite my tongue, then I lose my grip
Words come sharp when the feeling hits
I push you back, then I pull too close
Act like a ghost when I need you most
[Pre-Chorus]
I hate this bend in me
I hate what I can’t see
I know I’m not that man
When the panic grabs my hand
[Chorus]
From red to gold, from red to gold
I see you shine when my mind goes cold
Precious to me, precious to me
Don’t let my fear decide what you see
From red to gold, from red to gold
I want your heart, I want to hold
Precious to me, precious to me
I’m fighting shadows so you can breathe
[Verse 2]
Anxiety gets loud in the dark
Turns one small doubt into a full-on war
I get defensive, I get mean
Throwing my pain where it shouldn’t be
Then I watch your face go still
And that’s the part that cuts me for real
I know I hurt you when I act like that
Then I come back wishing I could take it back
[Pre-Chorus]
I hate this bend in me
I hate what I can’t see
I know I’m not that man
When the panic grabs my hand
[Chorus]
From red to gold, from red to gold
I see you shine when my mind goes cold
Precious to me, precious to me
Don’t let my fear decide what you see
From red to gold, from red to gold
I want your heart, I want to hold
Precious to me, precious to me
I’m fighting shadows so you can breathe
[Bridge]
If I go hard, please know why
It’s a storm and not goodbye
I’m learning how to stay
When the bad thoughts pull away
Look past the smoke in me
There’s a softer truth you’ll see
[Final Chorus]
From red to gold, from red to gold
I see you shine when my mind goes cold
Precious to me, precious to me
Don’t let my fear decide what you see
From red to gold, from red to gold
I want your heart, I want to hold
Precious to me, precious to me
I’m fighting shadows so you can breathe
Details
GeneratedAug 2, 2026
Duration3:06
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hip-hop with a midtempo boom-bap pocket and dirty kick-snare swing, subby bass pulses, and chopped piano stabs; verses ride sparse drums and tight hand percussion, pre-chorus thins to filtered keys and vocal echoes, chorus hits with stacked doubles and a chantable hook. Breath catches, delay throws, tape hiss, and a lifted final chorus. Close-mic lead, gritty and urgent, bright punchy mix., hip hop, rap
Credits
Prompt byRiella
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
rap, hip hop. Emotions get ahold of me. Anxiety makes me split from the good guy to the bad. Say things I don’t mean and push you away. See red but all I want to see is gold in you. Precious to me.
