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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boots in the dust
Dog tags swing on his chest
He’s staring down the barrel
Like it’s all he’s got left
Finger on the question
Cold steel to his skin
Silence in the bunker
And a war inside of him
[Chorus]
Got a trigger to his temple
And a battle in his brain (yeah)
Every memory’s a bullet
He can’t outrun
Can’t explain
Screaming at the mirror
“Am I better off dead?”
He’s a soldier in a standoff
Holding the gun to his own head
[Verse 2]
Photos in his pocket
Faces he can’t call back
Prayers on a crumpled note
Letters stained and black
He hears the orders echo
But they’re drowned by the ghosts
He saved everybody
Now he’s losing himself the most
[Chorus]
Got a trigger to his temple
And a battle in his brain (hey)
Every memory’s a bullet
He can’t outrun
Can’t contain
Screaming at the mirror
“Am I better off dead?”
He’s a soldier in a standoff
Holding the gun to his own head
[Bridge]
What if he drops it?
What if he stays? (stays…)
What if he walks out
And lives through the shame?
What if forgiveness
Is closer than this?
Hand starts shaking
He’s afraid to miss
[Chorus]
Got a trigger to his temple
But his hands start to shake (oh)
Every heartbeat’s a drum roll
For the choice he has to make
Whispers to the mirror
“I’m not better off dead”
He’s a soldier who surrenders
As the gun falls from his head
Details
GeneratedJan 24, 2026
Duration3:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Raw alt-rock band feel, overdriven guitars and gritty male vocals. Start with a tense, palm-muted riff under a close, almost spoken verse; drums stay restrained. Chorus explodes with wide power chords, open hi-hats, and doubled vocals for a shout-along hook. Bridge strips back to bass and toms before one last, bigger chorus, with a short, dissonant guitar lead threading through.
Credits
Prompt bythunder_road_rebels
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Solider holding gun to his own head, rock
