

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Same four walls Same cold coffee on the desk Scrolling through the mess again Heart feels heavy in my chest Every plan Crumbled in my shaky hands Talk myself in circles till I don’t even understand [Chorus] I’m so fed up with this room With my thoughts With this mood All this alone-ness in my lungs Breathing in the same old gloom I’m so tired of this fight Of pretending I’m all right If I scream into the dark Will it ever hit the light? (hey!) [Verse 2] Call my friends Type a message Then delete Don’t wanna be the weight they drag Through another endless week Blank TV Flickers on a silent stand Wish somebody Anybody Would just come and take my hand [Chorus] I’m so fed up with this room With my thoughts With this mood All this alone-ness in my lungs Breathing in the same old gloom I’m so tired of this fight Of pretending I’m all right If I scream into the dark Will it ever hit the light? (oh, will it?) [Bridge] Maybe tomorrow I open the door Step out the hallway Feet on the floor Tiny rebellion Just breathing the air Telling the mirror “I’m still here I swear” [Chorus] I’m so fed up with this room With my thoughts With this mood All this alone-ness in my lungs Breathing in the same old gloom I’m so tired of this fight But I’m walking toward the light If I shake the silent walls Maybe I can feel alive (alive)
Tags
pop, Moody midtempo pop over warm synth pads and tight drums; female vocals intimate in verses, breaking into a bigger, shout-along hook. Clean electric guitar pulses on the off-beats, bass stays round and steady. Chorus stacks harmonies and pitched ad-libs; bridge strips to vocal and pads before a final explosive hook.
3:07
No
2/28/2026