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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up to a flat tire
Burnt toast
Cold coffee
Missed my ride
Black cat on the front wire
Grinning like it’s on my side
Every step
Same story
Heads or tails
It hits the floor
Thunder in my rearview
Rolling closer than before
[Chorus]
The dark cloud hovers
Don’t think I’ll recover
It’s one thing after another
Every time I rise
I’m going under
The dark cloud hovers
Don’t think I’ll recover
It’s one thing after another
[Verse 2]
Paycheck gone in an hour
Late fees laughing in red ink
Friends fade
Fair-weather flowers
Storm hits every time I blink
I joke like I’m fine
Yeah
But the joke keeps wearing thin
Lightning at my doorstep
Rattling the frame again
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Is it fate
Is it curse
Is it me
Is it worse
Than the stories I tell to get by
If I scream at the sky till my throat runs dry
Will it ever run out of rain
[drums and bass pound
Guitars build]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 28, 2025
Duration3:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Big 80s arena rock with male vocals, overdriven guitars and a steady halftime stomp in the verses, kicking into a four-on-the-floor, open-hihat chorus. Tom fills and gang shouts drive the hook, with a soaring melodic lead guitar line doubling the chorus. Wide reverb on snare and vocals; bridge drops to bass and floor toms before a final, full-throttle chorus and guitar outro.
Credits
Prompt by
LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v5
Prompt
80s rock about the dark cloud of bad luck that follows. The dark cloud hovers don't think I'll recover. It's one thing after another.
