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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Thermometer on the nightstand
Blankets up to my chin
Room spinning like a ceiling fan
Can’t tell where I begin
Cough drops on the table
Missed calls on my phone
Everyone says “get better soon”
But they’re all through the tone
[Pre-Chorus]
Then I feel that little weight
Warm breath, staying late
Tiny heartbeat on my skin
Like she’s saying “breathe again”
[Chorus]
You’re my pillow on my chest
Little guardian at rest
You don’t talk, you just know
When my fever starts to grow
In this mess, in this bed
You press close, lay your head
I could break, I confess
But you’re my pillow on my chest (yeah)
[Verse 2]
TV on in the background
I’m too tired to care
Every shadow feels louder
Till I see you there
Brown eyes doing all the talking
Tail curled by my side
Every shiver, every coughing fit
You never run, you never hide
[Pre-Chorus]
Every ache, every shake
You just shift, you don’t break
In the dark, in my doubt
You’re the one who never taps out
[Chorus]
You’re my pillow on my chest
Little guardian at rest
You don’t talk, you just know
When my fever starts to grow
In this mess, in this bed
You press close, lay your head
I could break, I confess
But you’re my pillow on my chest (yeah)
[Bridge]
If I cry, you don’t flinch (nah)
Just breathe in, inch by inch
Like you’re pulling out the pain I keep inside
If my pulse starts to race
You just climb into the space
Where the hurt and all the healing collide (collide)
[Chorus]
You’re my pillow on my chest
Little guardian at rest
You don’t talk, you just know
When my fever starts to grow
In this mess, in this bed
You press close, lay your head
I could break, I confess
But you’re my pillow on my chest
Yeah, you’re my pillow on my chest (oh)
You’re my calm in all this stress
Details
GeneratedMar 27, 2026
Duration3:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark pop-trap with moody EDM textures; tight, reverb-soaked female vocals over a pulsing low-end and ticking hats. Verses stay intimate and close-mic’d with minimal pads; chorus blooms with bright synth leads, tuned backing hooks, and side‑chained chords. Subtle vocal chops echo the main hook; final chorus lifts with extra harmonies and a widened stereo field., edm, beats, pop
Credits
Prompt by
Saltgirl123
Saltgirl123ModelAria v5
Prompt
My dog next to me while I'm sick. Her head is laying on my stomach. Maybe she's comforting me. Dark pop, trap, female, catchy beats and chorus, edm
