Lyrics
[Verse]
The crows all know your name
It's not a thing of fame
The whispers follow you
Like morning dew
[Prechorus]
Oh I wish you well
But go to hell
[Chorus]
I hope you suffer bitch suffer
Yeah I hope you choke
You slut, choke
I hope you suffer bitch suffer
Cause you’re a joke
[Verse 2]
The dogs all bite you now
But how
You're bleeding on the ground
No one around
[Prechorus]
Oh I wish you well
But go to hell
[Chorus]
I hope you suffer bitch suffer
You slut, choke
I hope you choke
I hope you suffer bitch suffer
Cause you’re a joke
Style
yelling male vocals intertwiningdark layered strings with screaming male vocalsviolincorehard hitting percussion
Credits
Prompt by
Nomadic_Norse
Nomadic_NorseGeneratedSep 30, 2025
ModelAria v4