Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Your shadow on my bedroom wall
Bootprints in the hallway dust
All those words you threw like bottles
Still bleeding in the back of my skull
Now I’m standing in a smaller frame
Same jaw
Same angry eyes
Hear your thunder in my own throat
Feel your fingers curling in my fists
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be my father’s ghost
Haunting every room that they call home
If I raise my voice
Will they raise a wall?
If I lose myself
Will I lose it all?
I’m begging fate with my broken hands
Let me break the chain
Not the child
Let me break the chain
Not the child
[Verse 2]
My boy flinched when I turned too fast
My girl asked
“Are you mad at me?”
I saw the fear I knew too well
Staring back with my old memories
So I bit my tongue till it tasted rust
Swallowed every poisoned phrase
Sat down on the kitchen floor
Pulled them in and said
“You’re safe”
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be my father’s ghost
Haunting every room that they call home
If I raise my voice
Will they raise a wall?
If I lose myself
Will I lose it all?
I’m begging fate with my broken hands
Let me break the chain
Not the child
Let me break the chain
Not the child
[Bridge]
What if I already failed them? (tell me)
What if the cracks are set in stone?
I’m screaming at the mirror
Shaking
“You end with me
You end with me”
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be my father’s ghost
Haunting every room that they call home
If I raise my voice
Will they raise a wall?
If I lose myself
Will I lose it all?
I’m on my knees with these shaking hands
Let me break the chain
Not the child
Let me break the chain
(not the child, not the child)
Style
metalmodern melodic metal with male vocals; palm-muteddown-tuned riffs in the verses under anxioustight drumsthen surginganthemic choruses with big octave leads and gang shouts on the hook. bridge drops to half-time with spacious toms and a haunting clean guitar motif before exploding into the final chorus with layered harmonies and a sustainedscreaming high note.
Prompt
A man who is afraid of becoming his father. He’s afraid of treating his children the way his father did and losing them. He wonders if he is raising them right. He doesn’t want to lose them, metal
Credits
Prompt bySuperDrift841
GeneratedApr 8, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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