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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I could tweak the lines for you
Make them fit your hands
I could say it softer, baby
Try to save the plans
I could throw my cards away
Bet on changing tides
But I gave my all too early
And it ate me alive
[Pre-Chorus]
Now your shadow hits the wall
Every time you turn
I kept standing in the smoke
Till I learned the burn
[Chorus]
Ways of chance, ways of chance
I fell for the wrong advance (ways of chance)
Ways of chance, ways of chance
You took my heart and ran
I gave my all, I gave it all
You watched me take the fall (ways of chance)
Ways of chance, ways of chance
Now I don't trust it at all
[Verse 2]
I wore hope like borrowed gold
Till it went cold and thin
You had one foot out the door
I still let you in
And I hate the shape this made
Hate the role I played
But I won't call it love again
If it costs me this way
[Pre-Chorus]
Now your shadow hits the wall
Every time you turn
I kept standing in the smoke
Till I learned the burn
[Chorus]
Ways of chance, ways of chance
I fell for the wrong advance (ways of chance)
Ways of chance, ways of chance
You took my heart and ran
I gave my all, I gave it all
You watched me take the fall (ways of chance)
Ways of chance, ways of chance
Now I don't trust it at all
[Bridge]
Tell me where the line gets crossed
When your truth turns strange
I was reaching for a future
You were gambling change
So take your little crown of lies
Take what you came for
I'm not built to kneel for this
I'm done keeping score
[Final Chorus]
Ways of chance, ways of chance
I fell for the wrong advance (ways of chance)
Ways of chance, ways of chance
You took my heart and ran
I gave my all, I gave it all
I watched it slip from my hands (ways of chance)
Ways of chance, ways of chance
Now I choose my chance again
Details
GeneratedJul 4, 2026
Duration3:33
LanguageEnglish
Style
Alt-pop with moody half-time drums, pulsing sub bass, glassy synth plucks, and a tense, syncopated groove; verse stays close-mic and sparse, pre-chorus opens with layered harmonies and a rising synth swell, chorus hits with wide doubles and a chantable hook; bridge strips to filtered keys and breathy ad-libs before the final chorus returns bigger. Bright but bruised mix with vinyl crackle, reverse swells, and short delay throws on the hook words.
Credits
Prompt byDreamyFlow319
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
I could tweak the lyrics to match exactly what you're imagining baby, I could throw caution into the ways of chance and hope for change, but I have give my all before then became a cuckold slave male
