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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She says my hands look shaky
Says my heart must be the same
Counts every little scar on me
Like she’s tallying a game
Laughs at the color on my lips
Says it “doesn’t fit my face”
But I wear it like a warpaint kiss
In this too-bright
Boring place
[Chorus]
They’re weak as cold
I’m heat in a locked-up fist
She calls me wrong
I’m the one she can’t resist
I stare into the dark
With a smile she can’t define
All this power undefined
All this power undefined
[Verse 2]
She pokes at every quiet thought
Like she’s testing for a crack
Tries to turn my strange to shame
Wants my fire painted black
But I’m calm inside the chaos
Where her pretty courage slips
She trembles in the daylight
While she’s talking ‘bout my lips
[Chorus]
They’re weak as cold
I’m heat in a locked-up fist
She calls me wrong
I’m the one she can’t admit
I stare into the dark
Where her little jokes unwind
All this power undefined
All this power undefined
[Bridge]
Let her talk
Let her twist
Every word
Every myth
I’m the quiet in the quake
I’m the truth she can’t remake
[Chorus]
They’re weak as cold
I’m heat in a locked-up fist
She calls me wrong
I’m the one she can’t resist
I stare into the dark
While her mask comes off in time
All this power undefined
(yeah)
All this power undefined
Details
GeneratedJan 28, 2026
Duration2:56
LanguageEnglish
Style
Moody alt-pop with a gritty edge, male vocals. Low, pulsing bass and dry drums under close-mic verses; chorus cracks wide with distorted guitars, airy synth pad, and doubled hook vocal. Subtle reverse FX into the bridge, then a final, stripped-down chorus that ends on a held, whispered line.
Credits
Prompt by
Philosophy11
Philosophy11ModelAria v5
Prompt
They're weak as cold and numb as a box of basketball bricks, she tries to pick on me about stupid things, the color in ny lips, the way i stare into the darkness with a smile and power undefined
