

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I woke up tired With my mind half-dressed Bills on the table And a weight in my chest You ask how I’m doing I say “fine” too fast Then I laugh real loud So you won’t ask back [Pre-Chorus] But the room keeps spinning Slow and mean I’m standing here Not feeling seen If I fall apart Stay close to me Say my name Say it gently [Chorus] Hold me down, hold me down (hold me down) I’m a paper cup storm Still making sound Hold me down, hold me down (don’t let go) I’m not broken forever Just bent real low [Verse 2] Some days I’m ice Some days I’m flame Same old face But it don’t feel the same I hide in jokes I bite my tongue Carry that rain Where nobody looks [Pre-Chorus] But the room keeps spinning Slow and mean I’m standing here Not feeling seen If I fall apart Stay close to me Say my name Say it gently [Chorus] Hold me down, hold me down (hold me down) I’m a paper cup storm Still making sound Hold me down, hold me down (don’t let go) I’m not broken forever Just bent real low [Bridge] [Violin lifts over piano] Don’t call me weak For the days I’m gone I’m learning to breathe When the dark gets long Hands on the rail Feet on the ground One more morning I’m still around [Chorus] Hold me down, hold me down (hold me down) I’m a paper cup storm Still making sound Hold me down, hold me down (don’t let go) I’m not broken forever Just bent real low Hold me down (hold me down)
Tags
Trap-pop and R&B-soul-pop fusion with swung half-time drums, moody minor-key keys, and bluesy chord turns; verses stay sparse with sub pulse and cracked piano, pre-chorus opens into stacked harmonies and rising tension, chorus lands on big soulful hooks. Bridge strips to close piano with violin replies, then harmonica, sax, and piano solos trade lines. Close-mic lead, doubled hooks, airy ad-libs, glossy and dusty mix., pop, saxophone, chicago blues, soul
4:08
No
4/20/2026