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[Verse 1]
You broke the glass, then blame my hands
Flip the whole scene, change the facts
Text me mad, then spin around
Say I made you do all that
You leave a mess, call it my name
Turn your tears into a smoke and flame
Point one finger, hide the rest
You always play the clean-cut saint
I saw the script, I know the game
Same old lie in a new disguise
You crash the car, then watch me bleed
And ask me why I got these bruised-up eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
You want a villain, I fit the frame
You need a target for the blame
Every time you lose control
You throw my heart against the wall
[Chorus]
All your fault
Yeah, it’s all your fault
You break it first
Then you call me raw
All your fault
Yeah, it’s all your fault
You burn it down
Then you want me caught
[Verse 2]
Now you tell friends I was the storm
Like I dragged thunder to your door
But you were poison in a glass
I just refused to drink no more
You keep receipts from half the truth
Crop my face, then post your proof
You want applause for the pain you make
And I’m the headline in your room
I was the one who stayed too long
I was the one who took the hits
Now you rewrite every scar
Like my love was the problem, kid
[Pre-Chorus]
You want a villain, I fit the frame
You need a target for the blame
Every time you lose control
You throw my heart against the wall
[Chorus]
All your fault
Yeah, it’s all your fault
You break it first
Then you call me raw
All your fault
Yeah, it’s all your fault
You burn it down
Then you want me caught
[Bridge]
Go on, paint me black
I won’t paint you back
Truth don’t bend that way
You can’t hide the crack
Say it loud, say it clear
I was never your escape
You were feeding on the fire
Then you blamed me for the blaze
[Chorus]
All your fault
Yeah, it’s all your fault
You break it first
Then you call me raw
All your fault
Yeah, it’s all your fault
You burn it down
Then you want me caught
Details
GeneratedJul 22, 2026
Duration2:48
LanguageEnglish
Style
Trap rap with skittering hi-hats, elastic 808 slides, dark minor-key keys, and a half-time bounce; verses ride tight and conversational, pre-chorus tightens with rising synth tension, chorus hits with a blunt chant and stacked ad-libs. Male vocals, close-mic and gritty in verses, doubled on hooks, with delay throws on key lines, tape-stop transitions into the hook, and a cold, glossy mix that punches hard in the low end., rap
Credits
Prompt byUltraLynx647
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
male, rap, trap create a song about a toxic ex that blames everything on you
