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Lyrics
[Verse]
Every time I cross that faded porch
The air gets thicker like a storm in torch
Her voice cuts sharper than a rusty blade
The walls are screaming with the mess she made
[Chorus]
Back to Momma's house I go
Where the love is buried deep below
She’s got a way
She’s got a knack
For turning smiles into panic attacks
[Verse 2]
The fridge hums louder than her sighs of doom
She decorates guilt like it’s the best perfume
The couch sinks low
Like it’s tired of her too
This house ain't a home
It’s a haunted zoo
[Prechorus]
I try to breathe
I try to fight
But her shadows stretch and kill the light
[Chorus]
Back to Momma's house I go
Where the love is buried deep below
She’s got a way
She’s got a knack
For turning smiles into panic attacks
[Bridge]
Her words drip poison in my tea
She plants her doubt like an old oak tree
Every mirror shows her face not mine
I leave her house but can’t unwind
Details
GeneratedAug 6, 2025
Duration3:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
alternative pop, gritty, with distorted guitars and moody synth layers
Credits
Prompt byUnisonSoulful481
ModelAria v4
Prompt
A song about how my attitude and mental health worsens every time I return to Momma's house for a visit. She always knows how to bring out the worst in people
