Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I wake up in a fight
With the face in the glass
You say I’m too much
Then you say I’m too bad
I pick at every flaw
Like it owes me a name
And every little thought
Comes back like a blade
(too much)
(too bad)
I hear it all day
And I let it stay
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know that voice
Has learned my shape
It knows my weak spots
By heart, by name
I try to breathe through it
But it stays so close
Like a hand on my throat
Like a room with no doors
[Chorus]
I’m not ugly
I’m not broken
I’m not empty
Even when you say it
I’m not ugly
I’m not nothing
Hold me up
When my mind won’t let me
(not ugly)
(not nothing)
I need you here
I need you here
[Verse 2]
Some days I wear
My shame like skin
Every mirror turns
Into a wound again
I hide in the corners
Of my own head
Say one kind word
Then crush it dead
I want out
I want air
I want one small place
Where I can be there
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know that voice
Has learned my shape
It knows my weak spots
By heart, by name
I try to breathe through it
But it stays so close
Like a hand on my throat
Like a room with no doors
[Chorus]
I’m not ugly
I’m not broken
I’m not empty
Even when you say it
I’m not ugly
I’m not nothing
Hold me up
When my mind won’t let me
(not ugly)
(not nothing)
I need you here
I need you here
[Bridge]
If I can’t trust
What I see tonight
Stay on the line
Till I feel alright
Say my name slow
Till it feels like mine
Let me borrow your eyes
For a little time
The storm in my skull
Is loud, I know
But I’m still here
And I’m still more
[Final Chorus]
I’m not ugly
I’m not broken
I’m not empty
Even when you say it
I’m not ugly
I’m not nothing
Hold me up
When my mind won’t let me
(not ugly)
(not nothing)
I need you here
I need you here
I’m still here
I’m still here
I’m still here
And I can get through this
Style
dark alt-pop with a half-time pulse and tight kick-clap groove; verses stay sparse with brittle piano and sub-basspre-chorus opens into rising pads and stacked harmonieschorus hits with a big singable hook and gang doubles on the title phrase. breathy close-mic lead in verseswider doubled chorusesdelay throws on the last word of each hookglassy risers and reversed swells into the drop. bright-but-gritty mixintimate and achingwith a polished top end.
Prompt
A song about hating yourself and can’t find a way out of your own head telling you that you’re ugly and not worth being loved
Credits
Prompt byDreamyLynx942
GeneratedMay 5, 2026
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