Lyrics
[Verse]
Waking up to the clock's cruel glare
Chained to a cycle I can’t repair
Dreams collect dust in the back of my head
While I march in a line where the living feel dead
[Pre-Chorus]
Fingers gripping the edge of my day
Time slips through like sand blown away
I scream to the void but it won't reply
Just echoes of seconds that quietly die
[Chorus]
Running out of hours to call my own
Drowning in a life I’ve outgrown
I’m searching for moments I can’t reclaim
But the hands of the clock never play my game
[Verse 2]
The weight of the world sits heavy on my chest
Pushing me down while I try my best
The list of demands never seems to end
And the fight for myself feels like I can’t defend
[Pre-Chorus]
Fingers gripping the edge of my day
Time slips through like sand blown away
I scream to the void but it won't reply
Just echoes of seconds that quietly die
[Chorus]
Running out of hours to call my own
Drowning in a life I’ve outgrown
I’m searching for moments I can’t reclaim
But the hands of the clock never play my game
Style
cleanpopdynamicmetalcoreheavy with a pop-influenced clean chorus and a melodic guitar solo
Prompt
Write a modern metalcore song with a poppy clean chorus and a tasteful guitar solo, make it about never having enough time to get anything done because of the responsibilities of life
Credits
Prompt byShock
GeneratedJun 4, 2025
ModelAria v4
