Lyrics
[Verse 1]
House ain’t home
Clothes on the floor
Half-washed plates
Echo by the door
I’ve been walking in circles
Through rooms that never speak
Talking to my shadow
Like it’s all I’ll ever keep
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve fumbled through life
Staring down the wrong roads
Hands in my pockets
Heart on airplane mode
Every promise I touched
Turned to splinters in my palms
But I held on
I held on
[Chorus]
House ain’t home without you
Four cold walls
Nothing true
All this gold feels like rust
If it don’t shine for us
Yeah I bled for this crown
All the nights I fell down
But it don’t mean a thing
Don’t mean a thing
If you ain’t around
[Verse 2]
Flaws on display
Like cracks in the glass
You traced every broken line
Never asked about my past
Trust got twisted
Turned friends into ghosts
Loved the wrong faces
When I needed you most
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve fumbled through life
Like my shoelaces tied
Tripped over betrayal
Kept the hurt inside
Every knife in my back
Made me stand a little tall
I was built by every fall
[Chorus]
House ain’t home without you
Four cold walls
Nothing true
All this gold feels like rust
If it don’t shine for us
Yeah I bled for this crown
All the nights I fell down
But it don’t mean a thing
Don’t mean a thing
If you ain’t around
[Bridge]
This angle I found
Standing on the edge of doubt (oh)
Turned every scar into armor
But I’m taking it off now
You’re the throne I’ve been missing
Not the metal on my head
If I lose every kingdom
Keep your heartbeat instead
[Chorus]
House ain’t home without you
Four cold walls
Nothing true
All this gold feels like rust
If it don’t shine for us
Yeah I bled for this crown
All the nights I fell down
But it don’t mean a thing
Don’t mean a thing
If you ain’t around (around)
House ain’t home without you
You’re the only sacred ground
Style
moody melodic trap balladmale vocals. haunted piano chords over spacious 808s and crisp hats; verse in a lowconfessional murmurhook opens with layered harmonies and a slightly detuned synth pad. subtle gospel-style backing vocals on the last choruswith a filtered breakdown before the final hook for a dramatic lift.
Prompt
House ain’t home with out you I’ve fumbled through life waiting for this moment to find my angle flaws trust betrayal all the things I endured to get that crown
Credits
Prompt byEpicOutput438
GeneratedFeb 2, 2026
ModelAria v5
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