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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You said you’re fine
But your keys hit the table too hard
Coffee going cold
Between our careful words
You laugh on delay
Eyes on the crack in the floor
I reach for your hand
You pull at your sleeve instead
[Pre-Chorus]
Every small silence
Feels like a stair that we skip
I’m watching the distance
Grow in the spaces we sip
[Chorus]
We’re living on a fault line
Acting like the ground won’t move
Smiling through the landmines
Tiptoe round the buried truth
I feel it in the low hum
Right before the breaking sound
We’re living on a fault line
Waiting for the floor to come down
[Verse 2]
Plates in the sink
One for you and one for your phone
Talking in circles
About a show we never watch
Your jacket still hangs
On the chair you said you’d fix
All these little almosts
Stacking up like bricks
[Pre-Chorus]
Every soft “maybe”
Shakes like a frame on the wall
Heart learns the pattern
Flinch when I hear you call
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 14, 2026
Duration2:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, Brooding pop with male vocals. Opens ultra-sparse: filtered pads sidechained softly, distant metallic ticks panned wide, bone-dry intimate vocal right in front. Verse 1 almost a cappella with barely-there low pad swells. First chorus stays restrained—sub bass murmurs, a few evolving synth textures creeping in like fog. Second verse adds shivering arps and subtle vocal doubles. Final chorus blooms with saturated synth layers, big but controlled drums, and a soaring top-line harmony; last hook drops back to just pads and voice for a hollow, lingering close., male vocals
Credits
Prompt by
Kateblvck7
Kateblvck7ModelAria v5
Prompt
Brooding emotion pop with male vocals. Starts ultra-sparse: filtered pads, distant metallic percussion, and a dry, intimate lead. Slowly evolving synth textures creep in, tension rising. First chor
