Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You said you’d call if it got this bad I let the phone die in my hand White lies lined up like little pills I took them all Just to stand still You watched me drown in a paper cup I wore your trust like it ain’t enough I milked your mercy Drained it dry Smiled in the mirror while you cried [Chorus] I’m so alone But I did this Chasing that ghost with a cheap fix Every goodbye tastes like blame on my tongue I let everyone down Just to feel young I’m so alone But I chose it Clawing for calm in the coldest pit If I’m the problem Maybe I’m the cure Holding my breath Till the hurt turns pure [Verse 2] I stole your sleep and I stole your cash Traded your faith for a five-minute blast You called it love I called it “one more” I slammed that promise in the door You begged “Come back ” I just came undone Sucked out the light Blocked out the sun Every “I’m sorry” was half a lie I loved my high more than your eyes [Chorus] I’m so alone But I did this Chasing that ghost with a cheap fix Every goodbye tastes like blame on my tongue I let everyone down Just to feel numb I’m so alone But I chose it Digging my grave Then I just sit If I’m the problem Maybe I’m the cure Bleeding it out till the need runs pure [Bridge] [Fingerpicked guitar Voice almost a whisper] I keep my demons on a silver plate Feed them every vow that I break How do I kill what’s under my skin? How do I lose and still somehow win? [Strumming swells Vocal cracks then hardens] So I pour it out on this bedroom floor (hey!) Every secret that I carved in the door I’m not clean yet But I’m still here Shaking Ashamed But I’m facing the fear [Chorus] I’m so alone But I feel this Hands in the dirt where the past sits Every “I’m done” is a war in my head I’ve let everyone down But I’m not dead I’m so alone But I own it (own it) Breaking that ghost with each deep breath If I’m the problem I can be the cure One small step Till the dark turns blurred [Outro] Soft light leaking through my blinds Porcelain spine But it’s still mine (oh) I’ll learn to stand this time
Tags
folk, Raw acoustic nu-metal ballad: detuned steel-string guitar in drop tuning, palm-muted verses that build into open-chord, shouted-then-sung choruses. Male vocals, strained and confessional, with doubled hooks on key lines. Subtle harmonic overtones in the bridge, fingerpicked patterns under spoken-word grit, then a final chorus that erupts into aggressive strumming and gang vocals., metal, acoustic
Duration
5:10
Instrumental
No
Created
3/13/2026