

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Woke up on the floor again Same crack in the ceiling staring back Same cold cup, same chipped sink Different day, same heart attack Friends moved on like a fast-forward I got stuck in the paused frame Every birthday, every Sunday Empty chair, same old shame [Chorus] Hurts, but at least I know it Cuts, and I almost own it Strange how the comfort came From every time it burned the same I don't trust joy, it leaves too soon I just trust the weight in my chest Feels familiar, familiar like pain Yeah, familiar, familiar like pain (hey!) [Verse 2] Tried to talk but the words just splintered People nod then change the theme Guess I’m better as background clutter Ghosting through their perfect scene I can name every scar by story Every loss like a middle name Love shows up and I just flinch Wrong language, wrong game [Chorus] Hurts, but at least I know it Cuts, and I almost own it Strange how the comfort came From every time it burned the same I don't trust joy, it leaves too soon I just trust the weight in my chest Feels familiar, familiar like pain Yeah, familiar, familiar like pain (woah) [Bridge] If you cared, you would’ve called If you meant it, you would’ve stayed So I built my house in the hollow Laid bricks out of everything frayed [Chorus] Hurts, but at least I know it Cuts, and I almost own it Strange how the comfort came From every time it burned the same I don't trust joy, it leaves too soon I just trust the weight in my chest Feels familiar, familiar like pain Yeah, familiar, familiar like pain
Tags
rock, Raw 90s punk-grunge hybrid; male vocals half-sung, half-yelled over overdriven power chords and filthy bass. Drums stay frantic and slightly behind the beat in the verses, then slam straight and heavy in the chorus. Guitars open with muted, tense picking, exploding into wide, fuzzy chords on the hook. Occasional gang shouts and feedback swells for extra grit., grunge, punk
2:44
No
4/11/2026