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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Folded up letters in the drawer
Names that I don’t dare say
Every sharp word
Every slammed door
Filed in a box marked “yesterday”
I wear long sleeves in the summer
Not for the weather today
Just little ways I learned to cover
All the marks I never gave away
[Chorus]
These old wounds
I keep them tucked away
Threaded through the silence when I pray
I could let the anger drag me down
But I lay it at your shadow and I walk around
I won’t hate you
Even when it hurts this way
These old wounds
I keep them tucked away
[Verse 2]
I see your face in smaller faces
Strangers on a subway ride
I taste your words in bitter phrases
I spit them out
I change my mind
I’ve rehearsed every perfect comeback
Burned you down a thousand times
But every time I almost say it
I put my tongue back on the line
[Chorus]
These old wounds
I keep them tucked away
Threaded through the silence when I pray
I could let the anger drag me down
But I lay it at your shadow and I walk around
I won’t hate you
Even when it hurts this way
These old wounds
I keep them tucked away
[Bridge]
I’m not a saint
I still shake
When your memory walks into my chest (oh)
But I bend
I break
I stay awake
Teaching my heart to answer with grace
[Chorus]
These old wounds
I keep them tucked away
Threaded through the silence when I pray
I could let the anger drag me down
But I lay it at your shadow and I walk around
I won’t hate you
Even when it hurts this way
These old wounds
I keep them tucked away
Yeah
These old wounds
I’ll keep them tucked away
Details
GeneratedFeb 6, 2026
Duration3:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Moody ambient pop-rock with male vocals; clean electric guitar arpeggios over a soft drone, brushed kit and warm bass pulsing underneath. Verses stay restrained and intimate, almost whispered; chorus widens with crunchy rhythm guitars, airy pads and stacked harmonies. Bridge strips back to voice and sparse guitar, then final chorus hits with big toms, ride cymbal wash and a soaring lead line., ambient, pop rock
Credits
Prompt by
KoriksApodaksky
KoriksApodakskyModelAria v5
Prompt
Those old wounds haven't fully faded; l've simply learned how to keep them neatly tucked away.
I choose to restrain myself from hating the person and choose to be Humble, male, rock, pop rock, ambient
