Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] There’s clothes on the chair From three months ago Half-finished letters Stuffed in a drawer I cancel the plans Say “I’m just tired” But really I’m scared Of who I was wired to be [Chorus] These are growing pains in minor key Kinda out of tune Still part of me I’m allowed to lose my way Forget the words Forget the melody Growing pains in minor key Don’t have to sound pretty to be right for me I can be a little lost And still be moving quietly [Verse 2] My friends buying houses I’m buying time Watering plants That barely survive I tape up the mirror On my worst days So I can’t keep counting All the ways I haven’t changed [Chorus] These are growing pains in minor key Kinda out of tune Still part of me I’m allowed to lose my way Forget the words Forget the melody Growing pains in minor key Don’t have to sound pretty to be right for me I can be a little lost And still be moving quietly [Bridge] What if the point Is not a straight line What if I’m right To be taking my time If all that I am Is halfway between Maybe this ache Is how I learn to breathe [Chorus] These are growing pains in minor key Shaking in my hands Still part of me I’m allowed to feel undone Sit in the cracks and let it be Growing pains in minor key Warm and rough around the seams I can be a little lost And still belong to me
Tags
rock, Intimate indie rock with warm minor chords, female vocals; clean arpeggiated guitar and soft bass in the verses, drums entering with brushed snare and roomy toms. Choruses bloom with wide, fuzzy rhythm guitar and stacked harmonies. Subtle organ pad glues the mids; final chorus adds a soaring countermelody and gentle reverb tail for a tender, cathartic lift., indie rock, emotional
Duration
3:17
Instrumental
No
Created
3/27/2026