Lyrics
[Verse]
She said my voice a ghost, it won't haunt the stage,
Told me dreams of a mic belong in a cage.
Her words cut sharp, no butter on the blade,
But I’m building bridges from the ashes she made.
[Prechorus]
Whispers in my chest, yeah, they echo and they rise,
Her doubts like chains, but I’m cutting all the ties.
[Chorus]
I can’t sing, but I’ll write these songs,
Turn her no's into beats, prove her wrong.
Every note, every rhyme, it's my heart on the line,
She said never, but this voice is mine.
[Verse 2]
Wrote my pain in the cracks of a broken screen,
Lyrics dripping gold from the wounds unseen.
Her voice in my ear like a static machine,
But my pen moves swift, painting vivid dreams.
[Prechorus]
She told me no, but the bass says yes,
These chords in my veins, can’t suppress the finesse.
[Chorus]
I can’t sing, but I’ll write these songs,
Turn her no's into beats, prove her wrong.
Every note, every rhyme, it's my heart on the line,
She said never, but this voice is mine.
Style
trap-pop blendpoprapmelodic piano loop layered with 808s and crisp hi-hats. male or female vocals with autotuned harmonies for a modern sound.sademotional yet catchydriven by a sad
Prompt
My step mom told me that I can never be a singer. But she didn't say I can do songs.
Trap, Pop, catchy beat & course, sad
Credits
Prompt by
Saltgirl123
Saltgirl123GeneratedNov 28, 2025
ModelAria v5
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