

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You don’t like my face You don’t like my name You don’t like the way I Set your little world to flame Side-eyes in the hallway Whispers when I walk past You built your plastic heaven I’m here to watch it crack [Chorus] I’m different on purpose You hate it? I’m glad I’m not your quiet little copy I’m the crack in what you have You point and you curse me Try to grind me to dust If being me is your problem Then fuck your fragile trust [Verse 2] You draw your tiny circles Gold stars on every clone You choke on empty compliment I carve my truth in stone You call me flawed and broken Like that’s some kind of curse But I wear every scar you gave Like scripture on my nerves [Chorus] I’m different on purpose You hate it? I’m glad I’m not your quiet little copy I’m the crack in what you have You point and you curse me Try to grind me to dust If being me is your problem Then fuck your fragile trust [Bridge] You built your throne on shallow praise I built my spine through all your rage Your laughter sharpened every edge I stand alone on what you dread (yeah) You want me smaller You want me scared I tear your rules up Right in the air (hey!) [Chorus] I’m different on purpose You hate it? I’m glad I’m not your quiet little copy I’m the crack in what you have You point and you curse me Try to grind me to dust If being me makes you hate me Then fuck you I’ll be enough
Tags
rock, Aggressive modern metalcore / hard rock hybrid, male vocals. Downtuned chugs and pick scrapes, double-kick bursts, and dissonant bends under feral verses. Chorus widens with octave guitars, shouted gang vocals on key lines, and a soaring but gritty topline. Brief half-time breakdown before final chorus, with screamed call-and-response and heavy tom work driving into a final, abrupt cutoff., hard rock, metal
3:22
No
1/21/2026