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[Intro]
[Music box melody, alone, slightly detuned]
[Short silence]
[Verse 1]
You left me
Half wound
Teeth on the key but you backed down
Porcelain heart on a concrete floor
Hairline crack
Then a little more
You said “grow up”
Then you ghosted
All of my plans got roasted
So I lit that match in my own chest
Said “fine, I’ll burn
I’ll burn my best” (hey!)
[Chorus]
You wind me up
Then walk away
Well I’ll spin out in my own wrong way
Crash every wall that you built for me
Till all your pretty plans come free
You wind me up
Then drop the key
But I don’t want your sympathy
I’d rather break than bend and beg
I’ll bite your hand with a broken leg (whoa)
[Verse 2]
You talk big
Cheap paint
Calling my anger a “phase” or “saint”
Pin my guts to your trophy wall
Sharp little words
Till I feel small
But I got
Rust teeth
Chewing these chains till I taste relief
You can keep the script, keep the scene
I’ll rip my name from your marquee (hey!)
[Chorus]
You wind me up
Then walk away
Well I’ll spin out in my own wrong way
Crash every wall that you built for me
Till all your pretty plans come free
You wind me up
Then drop the key
But I don’t want your sympathy
I’d rather break than bend and beg
I’ll bite your hand with a broken leg
[Bridge]
Click click
Spring’s done
All that’s left is the hurt and fun
If I only get one last ride
I’m gonna wreck it from the inside (yeah)
[Chorus]
You wind me up
Then walk away
Now watch me tear your stage to clay
Kick every crown that you sold to me
Turn all your pretty lies ugly
You wind me up
Then lose control
I take back every borrowed soul
I’d rather break than fade and beg
I’ll take my life off your display peg
[Outro]
[Band stops on a dime]
[Single music box note rings, then dies]
Details
GeneratedApr 16, 2026
Duration2:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Gritty punk rock with a fragile, toy-like music box intro solo, dry and close-up. After a brief pause, full band slams in: distorted rhythm guitars, aggressive bass, smashing drums, male vocals with gang shouts on key lines. Tempo fast and frantic; verses tight and punchy, chorus huge and chantable. Final chorus spills into a chaotic cutoff with one last chiming music box note., punk
Credits
Prompt by
TOOTLEZ2112
TOOTLEZ2112ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A punk rock song that starts with the melody of a music box, no vocals for the first couple of seconds letting the melody play. It ends and then the song kicks to a start
