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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sid’s got frost in his coffee cup
Midnight sun but the blinds stay shut
Jacket on a nail
Boots by the bed
Whole damn army camped out in his head
He talks to the cracks in the living room wall
Says
“One of us breaks
We both gonna fall”
Fridge hum’s preaching some electric hymn
About all the wars he never wins
[Chorus]
Sid vs. the ceiling
Round after round
Same fight
Shadowboxing with his feelings
Too wired to run
Too tired to write
Sid vs. the ceiling
White paint
Long night
If he makes it through this evening
He might finally step into the light
[Verse 2]
Sink full of plates
Ten days old
Phone turned off
The trail gone cold
Snow on the steps
But he don’t slip
He just paces the floor like a sinking ship
He stares down a mirror with a busted frame
Says
“You wear my face but you ain’t my name”
Lamp flicks twice like a referee
Countin’ out the man he used to be
[Chorus]
Sid vs. the ceiling
Round after round
Same fight
Shadowboxing with his feelings
Too wired to run
Too tired to write
Sid vs. the ceiling
White paint
Long night
If he makes it through this evening
He might finally step into the light
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to half-time
Guitars circling like a slow chant]
He lines up his monsters
One by one (hey!)
Gives each a number instead of a gun
Says
“You don’t own me
You just rent space
And I am raising the rent on this place”
[Chorus]
Sid vs. the ceiling
Round after round
Same fight
Shadowboxing with his feelings
Too wired to run
Too tired to write
Sid vs. the ceiling
White paint
Long night
If he makes it through this evening
He might finally step into the light (step into the light)
Details
GeneratedJan 20, 2026
Duration3:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gruff blues-rock stomp with male vocals; low-slung riff built on overdriven guitars and a crooked, swaggering groove. Verses stay lean and spoken-sung, drums stomping with dry snare and roomy toms. Chorus explodes with gang shouts and doubled vocals, bass grinding hard. Bridge breaks down to half-time with feedback swells, then everything slams back in for a final, shout-along hook.
Credits
Prompt byMotorheim
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Make a song in the style of clutch about Sid,a norwegian man with no friends, battle his demons in his head
