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Lyrics
[Verse]
When you money fun
Got no bread to run
Ain't no gold in the sun no more
Pockets scream
Hollow sound
City streets drag me down
Dreams buried under the floor
[Chorus]
In a blend with the devil and angels
A tug-of-war for my soul
Blues in my chest like a storm that won’t rest
And I’m caught in the blackest hole
[Verse 2]
See the shadows in the alleys
Whisper deals
Cash tallies
Voices sweet but sharp as knives
Tempting hands
Heavy chains
Rusty locks on my veins
I can’t afford these borrowed lives
[Prechorus]
One step wrong
One more fall
I hear the devil’s hungry call
[Chorus]
In a blend with the devil and angels
A tug-of-war for my soul
Blues in my chest like a storm that won’t rest
And I’m caught in the blackest hole
[Bridge]
Angels hum but their light is fading
Devil laughs
His patience grating
Caught in the middle
Nowhere to hide
Just a sinner with no guide
Details
GeneratedJul 17, 2025
Duration2:45
LanguageEnglish
Style
blues, blues rock, male vocals, layered synth textures, rock, new wave, gritty guitar riffs with a pulsing bassline, and a raw vocal delivery that balances aggression and vulnerability
Credits
Prompt by
WILLIONAIRETRICK
WILLIONAIRETRICKModelAria v4
Prompt
When you money fun you get thought of doing crime things for money but knowing that I’ll go to jail got me in a blend with the devil and angels, blues, blues rock, new wave, male
