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I left the glass, the smoke, and the lies behind on the sidewalk,
but no one warned me that emptiness cannot be prescribed.
They say, “you’re winning,” and I smile out of habit,
while I carry a cemetery of questions inside my conscience.
I don’t relapse into substances, I relapse into expectations—
into believing there’s a soul somewhere with my same frequency.
The city sells discounted smiles behind its windows,
but no one sells peace when anxiety takes control.
I keep doing what is right even when it breaks me inside,
because I know shortcuts always come with interest to pay.
Everyone wants connections, but few want commitment;
that’s why so many embraces end up feeling improvised.
[Chorus]
And if there is a place where two truths finally meet,
let destiny show it to me before my faith becomes weak.
I don’t want another anesthetic disguised as pleasure,
I want a sincere heart that teaches me how to be reborn.
Until then, I’ll stand my ground even when the night weighs more,
because losing myself would be giving chaos another victory.
[Verse 2]
The mirror asks me why I keep on resisting,
when the world rewards those who are best at pretending.
I answer that my soul was never up for sale,
even when hope arrives late to the middle of the storm.
I’ve met people with flawless speeches,
but actions as empty as abandoned buildings.
I learned that loyalty isn’t written through promises;
it is proven when everything around you loses its beauty.
Being alone doesn’t hurt me; what hurts is being surrounded
by masks that confuse what’s real with what’s rehearsed.
I’d rather walk slowly with my head held high
than run toward destinations where the soul gets left behind.
[Bridge]
Maybe my addiction was never the drugs,
maybe it was imagining someone else would heal my shadows.
Now I understand that first I must become my own home,
so that whoever arrives one day has somewhere to rest.
[Final Verse]
If I meet her tomorrow, let her find me changed,
not searching for a lifeline, but carrying a courageous heart.
Because love is not dependence, nor is it filling a hole;
it is building a universe where two honest souls can exist.
And if that miracle I imagine never arrives,
I’ll still be the one holding the wheel on my own road.
Let life strike me, let destiny disagree—
I’d rather fall standing than live an entire lifetime on my knees.
I didn’t come here to collect temporary applause;
I came here to escape the maze without betraying myself first.
Because true victory is not having the world celebrate you;
it is being able to sleep peacefully when silence reminds you who you are.
Details
GeneratedAug 7, 2026
Duration3:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
Conscious rap, Canserbero style, 135 BPM, dark piano, deep 808s, intense vocals, introspection, hope, and genuine love.
Credits
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AEONITH
AEONITHModelAria v5.5
