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[Intro]
Thirty-one years and the hinges still sing
Steel in the walls, but I’m testing each ring
[Verse 1]
Mind on a racetrack, tires throwing sparks
Every thought takes the corner too hard in the dark
They called it a prison, I learned every brick
Counted all the cracks till the hours went sick
Cold metal mornings, same ceiling, same air
Carried old verdicts like a weight in a chair
Then a voice from the basement said, “Stay where you are”
While another one answered, “You’re not what they carved”
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear two tongues in the room tonight
One pulls me under, one points to the light
[Chorus]
I dance with the devil, but I don’t call him home
He knows every lock, every cell, every stone
If my mind is a prison, I’m breaking the gate
God said, “Son, hold on, help is already on the way”
I dance with the devil, hear him talk down deep
But I’m wide awake now, I’m refusing his sleep
[Verse 2]
Thirty-one winters left marks on my name
Still I found a small flame under layers of shame
He speaks in a low voice, precise and persuasive
Turns one bad memory into something contagious
Mind racing full speed, no brakes on the road
I was hauling that past like a permanent load
But the bars are just bars, they can’t measure a soul
And a locked door can’t decide where I go
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear two tongues in the room tonight
One pulls me under, one points to the light
[Chorus]
I dance with the devil, but I don’t call him home
He knows every lock, every cell, every stone
If my mind is a prison, I’m breaking the gate
God said, “Son, hold on, help is already on the way”
I dance with the devil, hear him talk down deep
But I’m wide awake now, I’m refusing his sleep
[Bridge]
No halo on me, no clean hands to show
Just a pulse in my wrist saying, “Don’t let go”
Every inch of this room knows the shape of my fear
Still the silence gets thinner whenever hope gets near
[Final Chorus]
I danced with the devil, but I don’t call him home
He knew every lock, every cell, every stone
If my mind was a prison, I’m breaking the gate
God said, “Son, hold on, help is already on the way”
I hear that deep voice, but it fades when I speak
I’m more than the years that were taken from me
[Outro]
Thirty-one years, still a future to make
Steel can bend first when a soul stays awake
Details
GeneratedSep 10, 2026
Duration3:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
dark cinematic trap, tense minor-key piano, distorted 808 sub bass, sparse punchy drums, rapid hi-hat rolls, anxious male rap delivery, tightly packed verses with breathless urgency, wide ominous synth pads in the hook, gritty close vocal mix, dramatic half-time bridge, polished modern low-end
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Prompt by
chrismichael331
chrismichael331ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Dance with the devil dark thoughts mind racing like nascar on an opened track they say your mind is a prison I was left in mine 31 years bars are thick steel god said son help on way devil speaks deep
