Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Shadow on the floor Clock hands drip Cold air in my lungs Yeah, this is it [Verse 1] Black hood in the doorway, boots on bone Voice in my head like a dial tone Teeth like tombstones, smile too wide Says, “Ride with me,” I say, “Pick a side” Ink on my wrist from the times I bled Scrolling through scars like a book I read [Chorus] Grim Reaper Got your hand on my shoulder Are you my judge Or just pulling me closer Grim Reaper Every step getting colder If this is the end Then push it, push it, push it over (yeah) [Verse 2] You count my sins like chips in a jar I wear my guilt like a stolen car Lights in the rear view, flashing red But I’m past the line that I can’t un-cross You say “confess” while you polish that cross I say “I lived,” you say “You’re dead” [Chorus] Grim Reaper Got your hand on my shoulder Are you my judge Or just pulling me closer Grim Reaper Every step getting colder If this is the end Then push it, push it, push it over [Bridge] I ain’t running from the dark (nah) I’ve been sleeping in the graveyard If you’re here to break my heart You’re a little bit late, it’s already scarred (hey!) [Chorus] Grim Reaper Got your hand on my shoulder Are you my judge Or just pulling me closer Grim Reaper Every step getting colder If this is the end Then push it, push it, push it over Grim Reaper Say my name a bit louder If this is the fall Then drop me, drop me, drop me further
Tags
rap, Heavy modern rock with drop-tuned guitars, crunchy Nu metal riffs, and distorted electronic pulses. Male vocals shifting from tense rap in the verses to a wide, shouted hook in the chorus, with stacked gang chants. Big, roomy drums with sharp snares and subby impacts; bridge dives into half-time with glitchy synth stabs, then explodes back into the final chorus at full intensity., rock, nu metal, electronic, alternative rock, rap rock
Duration
2:59
Instrumental
No
Created
4/9/2026