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Verse 1
Look. Let's just stop pretending for a second, okay?
Let's talk about what happens to a kid when you strip the light away.
You want to know why I'm like this? Why I can't just "be normal"?
Because my childhood wasn't a home, it was a literal rehearsal
For a funeral.
Yeah. No one was steering the ship.
Just two people in the front seat letting everything slip,
Drowning in their own vices while I sat in the back,
Learning how to breathe in the middle of a panic attack.
It imprints. You get that? It sinks into the marrow.
When the road you're given from birth is crooked and narrow,
You don't learn how to love, you just learn how to brace.
You learn to read the anger written on a parent's face.
Grew up around the deals, the sirens, the constant breaking,
Staring at the adults and seeing how much they were taking.
So the concrete poured early. The walls went up high.
I became a locked vault before I even learned how to cry.
Verse 2
Then the iron doors slammed. Boom. Out of the frying pan.
They took a broken boy and told him to survive like a man.
Years behind a wall. Just calendar pages turning in a cell.
No one checking in, no letters in the mail.
Just me, the concrete, and the echo of my own screams,
Watching the rot slowly eat away at my dreams.
Then they push you back out. No map. No guide.
Just a label on your back and a war zone inside.
"Go get a job," they say. "Go fix your life."
With what?! I only know the hustle, the shadows, and the strife!
So yeah, I went right back to the dirty cash, back to the grind,
Using the very poison that was destroying my mind.
An adult life of chaos, just trying to numb the regret,
Chasing a high to forget everything I haven't processed yet.
Chorus
And now the pressure’s building up, I'm losing my grip!
Look at the canvas you painted, look at the script!
The scars aren't on the surface, they’re woven in the bone,
A lifetime of trauma that I carried all alone!
I’m about to snap, yeah, the fuse is burning short,
I'm losing my mind and I can't find the support!
When the curtain finally drops and the lights go black,
You’re gonna see the storm that you can't push back!
Verse 3
Wait. (heavy gasp) Just let me vent for a minute.
Look at this room, look at the state of it.
It's too far gone. It’s visible in the mirror.
The smoke is getting thick and the shadows are getting nearer.
Wait... did you hear that? Who's standing by the door?!
Pacing back and forth, spilling sweat on the floor.
The substances aren't even working anymore, they just feed the beast,
No sleep in days, not a second of peace!
The mind is aware that it’s slipping off the ledge!
A walking liability, balancing on the edge!
Danger to self, danger to the room,
Paranoia locking everything inside a tomb! (choked laugh, a sob)
It’s funny, right? The expectation was to grow up strong?
Well, look at what was built! Everything is wrong!
Outro
(trembling exhale)
It’s hard, hard to even see straight right now.
The shadows they don’t leave. Shhh I’m out
Details
GeneratedSep 17, 2026
Duration3:31
LanguageEnglish
Style
90s Midwest hip-hop, rapid double-time flow, and soulful vocal harmonies, male, trauma. Emotional
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Rituendon
RituendonModelAria v6
