Lyrics
[Verse 1]
White picket fence
Scrolling on a cracked phone screen
Open house tour
They're serving coffee like it's free
Smiling suits say
"just sign here
It's meant to be"
I do the math
And laugh into my hoodie
[Chorus]
My not-so American dream
Looks good on the TV
Not on me
Sleeping with my shoes on
Just to chase a paycheck scream
My not-so American dream
Watching all the numbers eat at me
If this is what they promised
Why's it feel like make-believe
[Verse 2]
Degree on the wall
In a frame from a thrift store rack
Boss says I'm "a star"
Right before he cuts my hours back
Interest climbs
Like ivy on a foreclosed shack
Future on sale
But I can't afford the tag
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Clock-in
Clock-out
[low vocal register] I repeat it like a prayer
Wake up
Burn out
Buying hope on store-brand air
They say I'm lazy
’cause I'm drowning while I swim
Tell me how it's failure
When the game was built this thin
[Chorus]
Style
rockdarkmoody indie-pop with grungy guitars and fuzzy bass. drums hit with a lazy but heavy groovechoruses explode with distorted power chords and gang shoutsverses stay half-whispered and close-mic’d. subtle synth pad in the background for tension; vocal doubles and a shouted outro give it that catharticbasement-show climax.indie popgrungemoody
Prompt
My not so American Dream, dark moody indie pop with grunge sounds, about the irony of trying to achieve the American dream, but mortgage rates and jobs, and being successful is ironically hard to get
Credits
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CAY_AY_AICHGeneratedJan 3, 2026
ModelAria v5
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