

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] House quiet My head loud Snapped quick I’m ashamed now Little faces Big eyes stare My rage echo In the thin air I see them flinch That tiny wince I’d trade anything To rewind ten minutes I’m my worst fear In my dad’s skin Saying I’d be different Then I slip again [Chorus] I hate the way I talk to you When my storm comes crashing through Tiny hearts don’t owe my pain You just learn my broken ways I miss the me that used to laugh Soft hands, not this sharpened wrath I miss the nights we used to touch I miss your eyes that used to trust [Verse 2] You in the doorway Holding your breath We used to kiss there Now it’s distance instead I see the tired in you Mirror of mine Two ghosts sharing The same lifeline We used to tangle Till the daylight crept Now we turn our backs Scroll and forget I crave your shoulder Your fingers interlaced But I wear this anger Like a mask on my face [Chorus] I hate the way I talk to you When my storm comes crashing through Tiny hearts don’t owe my pain You just learn my broken ways I miss the me that used to laugh Soft hands, not this sharpened wrath I miss the nights we used to touch I miss your eyes that used to trust [Bridge] I’m scared you’ll only know me As the shout, not the shelter As the weight, not the helper I’m begging myself To break this chain To hold you close Before you know my name as pain (yeah) [Chorus] I hate the way I talk to you When my storm comes crashing through Tiny hearts don’t owe my pain You just learn my broken ways I miss the me that used to laugh Soft hands, not this sharpened wrath I miss the nights we used to touch I miss your eyes that used to trust I miss being happy in my skin I miss the us we used to live in
Tags
rap, Melancholic boom-bap with warm Rhodes keys and a dusty soul sample, male vocals. Verses sit in a confessional pocket with intimate close-mic delivery; hook opens up with layered harmonies, distant gospel chops, and a deeper kick. Sparse bass underpins the weight of the words, last chorus strips to piano and voice for a raw, exposed ending., happy, hip hop
3:21
No
4/4/2026