Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke up in the dark again
Sheet still cold, heart still heavy
Left my shoes by the front door
Like I might run, but I’m not ready
There’s a name that keeps on calling
From the back rooms of my mind
I keep folding up the silence
Tryna leave that weight behind
[Pre-Chorus]
But I got one more breath
One more step
I’m still here
I’m not gone yet
If I shake, let me shake
If I break, let me break
I won’t stay
In this place
[Chorus]
Hold my name
Don’t let me fade
I’m fighting the night
I’m fighting the shame
Hold my name
Till I find my flame
I’m not my worst day
I’m still in the frame
[Verse 2]
Now I’m texting back, “I’m coming”
Even when my hands feel slow
I got plans on the table
And a crack in the self-doubt glow
I been counting every small win
Like coins in my pocket line
One clean shower, one honest laugh
One more minute, that’s mine
[Pre-Chorus]
And I got one more breath
One more step
I’m still here
I’m not gone yet
If I shake, let me shake
If I break, let me break
I won’t stay
In this place
[Chorus]
Hold my name
Don’t let me fade
I’m fighting the night
I’m fighting the shame
Hold my name
Till I find my flame
I’m not my worst day
I’m still in the frame
[Bridge]
I talk back to the dark like, “Move”
I know what you do
You steal my voice
You bend my view
But I’m cutting through
Got scars, got proof
I been down that road
Still coming through
[Final Chorus]
Hold my name
Don’t let me fade
I’m fighting the night
I’m fighting the shame
Hold my name
Till I find my flame
I’m not my worst day
I’m still in the frame
Hold my name
Yeah, say it again
I’m here, I’m here
I’m here till the end
Details
GeneratedJul 24, 2026
Duration2:45
LanguageEnglish
Style
Pop with a tense midtempo pulse and crisp four-on-the-floor lift; verse sits on sparse piano, muted kick, and finger snaps; pre-chorus opens with layered harmonies and rising synth tension; chorus lands on a bright, punchy topline with stacked doubles; second verse flips into pop-rap with tight rhythmic delivery and ad-lib replies; bridge strips to voice and pads before a final chorus hits bigger with clap layers, sidechain swells, and glossy crowd-like backing vocals. Intimate close-mic lead, polished and stadium-bright mix., pop, rap
Credits
Prompt byNicoRico
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
pop song about fighting depression but it has a pop build up and then turns into a pop like rap about fighting depression
