

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Every time I say I'm changing I just sharpen up the blade Set alarms for my redemption Sleep right through them anyway [Verse 1] Wake up Same stain on the ceiling Same pit Same sick little feeling Tell myself, "This time, different" Then I scroll till my soul going missing Burn bridges just to feel that heat Watch them fall like I planned defeat Text back when I shouldn't, deep night Then regret in the harsh blue light Say I quit, then I sip, then I slip (yeah) Turn a crack to a chasm I trip I know the script, know the twist, know the fall Still I sprint for the edge every call [Chorus] I keep losing the same way Bleeding on the same blade Running in the same maze (yeah, I do it again, again) Promise I will change soon Circle like a black moon Praying for a breakthrough Then I ruin it again, again [Verse 2] Therapist asking me, "Why that choice?" I laugh, dodge, throw jokes at my voice Turn pain into punchline quick Anything so I don't sit with it Answer calls from the ghosts I blocked Invite them back, hand over the lock Mess up fresh trust just to feel that sting Tear good things from the root, then sing I write plans in a clean new notebook By the week it's a gravestone, closed shut I know better, but I crave that crash Like I need the wreck more than I need the path [Chorus] I keep losing the same way Bleeding on the same blade Running in the same maze (yeah, I do it again, again) Promise I will change soon Circle like a black moon Praying for a breakthrough Then I ruin it again, again [Bridge] What if I liked this hurt? What if I'm scared of peace? What if I pull my own wings off Just to prove I'm meant to sink? Ask myself Then I kill the thought Turn the volume up Let the lesson rot [Chorus] I keep losing the same way Bleeding on the same blade Running in the same maze (yeah, I do it again, again) Promise I will change soon Circle like a black moon Praying for a breakthrough Then I ruin it again, again (again) (again, again)
Tags
rap, Dark ambient rap with male vocals; distant, detuned pads and a slow, dragging kick pattern, sub bass pulsing like a migraine. Verses close-mic and confessional with whispered doubles, chorus drowns in spacious reverb and filtered delays that smear the syllables. Occasional distorted risers swell into brief bursts of saturation, then collapse back to hollow, cold silence., ambient, dark ambient
3:24
No
2/17/2026