(Intro – Spoken softly)
It’s quiet now…
Too quiet.
Every sound feels like a warning,
Every bite feels like a risk.
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(Verse 1)
Dinner’s cold on the table, I just stare at it,
Got hunger in my stomach, but I don’t dare at it.
He’s in the next room, pacing, I can hear his tone,
Every footstep feels like breaking bone.
Forks stay still, I don’t make a sound,
Even breathing feels too loud.
I learned that safety means staying small,
That silence feeds me more than food at all.
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(Pre-Chorus)
You don’t know fear till your hands start to shake,
Just from touching a plate.
You don’t know control till you pray for escape,
But you’re stuck in the cage you make.
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(Chorus)
I’m starving in a house full of food,
Scared that a bite might set off his mood.
Every meal’s a battlefield,
Every word’s a bruise I can’t shield.
He says “sit down,” but I freeze in place,
Eyes on me like I’m some disgrace.
How do I feed myself when I can’t breathe right?
I’m afraid to eat tonight.
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(Verse 2)
Used to love the smell of something warm,
Now the kitchen’s just another storm.
Plates shake in my trembling hands,
I learned control was part of his plans.
He tells me what I can and can’t,
Calls it “love,” but it’s just demand.
I swallow my fear, but it tastes like pain,
Every meal feels like a chain.
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(Pre-Chorus)
You don’t know hunger till it’s mixed with dread,
Afraid of what he said.
You don’t know quiet till your voice is dead,
And the silence fills your head.
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(Chorus)
I’m starving in a house full of food,
Scared that a bite might set off his mood.
Every meal’s a battlefield,
Every word’s a bruise I can’t shield.
He says “sit down,” but I freeze in place,
Eyes on me like I’m some disgrace.
How do I feed myself when I can’t breathe right?
I’m afraid to eat tonight.
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(Bridge)
I keep count of the hours I go without,
‘Cause control’s the only thing I’ve got now.
Every crumb’s a question, every sip’s a sin,
I’m fading slow from the life I’m in.
But maybe someday I’ll taste peace,
When his shadow finally leaves.
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(Final Chorus)
I was starving in a house full of pain,
Now I’m learning to break that chain.
Every bite now feels like fight,
But I’m taking back my life tonight.
He can’t own the air I breathe,
Or the table that waits for me.
I’ll feed my soul ‘til I feel alright—
I’m not afraid to eat tonight.
