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[Verse 1]
Quiet plates in the sink
You slam a door
I don’t blink
All these words on the brink
Of turning into fire
You say you’re only “being tough”
Call it love
I call it rough
Every joke’s a little shove
Pushing me higher
Higher
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m counting breaths in the bathroom light
Tracing scars that are out of sight
You call my name like you own my spine
But this heart was never fully mine
[Chorus]
Love is not a parent attack
Not a raised voice
Hands held back
I’m not your mirror that cracks
Every time you feel small
Love is not the weight on my chest
Not the blame when you’re a mess
If this is all you have left
I’m taking it all
I’m taking it all
[Verse 2]
You say you “only want the best”
As you push me
Poke my chest
Every “should” is just a test
I never get to pass
You call it “patrol
” staying near
But you’re just planting fear
Checking doors
Checking my tears
Guarding your glass
Glass
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m done tiptoeing round your rage
Shrinking small to fit your cage
You built a storm inside this house
I’m walking out
Walking out
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Beat drop
Heart stop
I flip the script
You lose your spot
You shout
I laugh
Tear your rulebook clean in half
Your love
Your law
Both are built on every flaw
Stand back
I breathe
You take and take
I finally leave
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 28, 2025
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
Moody alt-pop that explodes into punk: start with sparse piano and distant pads under close-mic’d female vocals, heartbeat kick way back in the mix. After the “beat drop” line, snap into crunchy guitars, live kit, and shouted gang vocals on the hook. Dynamics swing hard between soft confessional verses and cathartic, fast chorus—let the vocal distortion rise with the anger release., slow, tone
Credits
Prompt byUnisonSoulful263
ModelAria v5
Prompt
I want the song to image itself after a parent attack. I want it to be slow at first, and then it have a beat drop or something that switches the tone into Panke I wanted it to be about love and patro
