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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dinner table talk I stay quiet
Pass the salt like I am a ghost
They all brag about their straight lines
I draw stars on the edge of the toast
Same last name on the mailbox
Still I feel like a stray on the lawn
[Chorus]
I am the black sheep heart
Wrong shade in the family art
You try to wash me clean
Still I glow in the dark
I am the black sheep heart
Standing out is my favorite scar
You can cut me from the frame
But I still own my part
[Verse 2]
Mom says why you dress like thunder
Dad says boy you are wasting your time
Sister counts her medals on the fridge door
I count beats in the hum of the lights
Their hallway full of framed gold faces
My space just a nail with no frame
[Outro]
So I pack my sins and my sneakers
Walk out slow while the porch light hums
If I am the wrong note in their choir
I will be the whole drum when my song comes
Details
GeneratedDec 17, 2025
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
slow, slow future bass ballad with muted detuned synth plucks warm sidechain pads and subby 808s light trap hats wide vocal chops and glitchy reverses male vocals with intimate close mic in verses and layered anthemic hooks in chorus radio friendly pop structure, pop
Credits
Prompt byOweeenandrew_
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A slow future bass song about being the black sheep of the family, male, pop
