

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You were fluent in my flinches Read my face like scripture Tugging on my every twitch Like a marionette picture Now it’s dead air on the line You pace holes in your room Every second I don’t move Becomes your private doom [Pre-Chorus] You call it distant I call it peace You call me heartless I call it release [Chorus] Feel the weight of my selective silence Every quiet beat is breaking your control You thought you owned the way I’d answer Now the stillness hits you harder than I ever did before You’re choking on the space where I once lived My absence louder than my presence ever was I didn’t turn to ice I turned the filter on You only hear the echo of what you’ve lost [Verse 2] You were drunk on my reactions Fed on every little shake Tested every boundary Just to watch it break Now I’m steel behind the stare Blank screen Steady breath You can scream into the void All you get is your own mess [Pre-Chorus] You call it changing I call it truth You call it cruel I call it proof [Chorus] Feel the weight of my selective silence Every quiet beat is breaking your control You thought you owned the way I’d answer Now the stillness hits you harder than I ever did before You’re choking on the space where I once lived My absence louder than my presence ever was I didn’t turn to ice I turned the filter on You only hear the echo of what you’ve lost [Breakdown] [Drums and guitar drop to a jagged halftime groove] You hear it now? The buzz in your chest (hey!) That’s the sound Of getting less I’m not cold I’m just done You don’t get Every part of what I’ve become (woah) [Chorus] Feel the weight of my selective silence Every quiet beat is breaking your control You thought you owned the way I’d answer Now the stillness hits you harder than I ever did before You’re choking on the space where I once lived My absence louder than my presence ever was I didn’t turn to ice I turned the filter on You only hear the echo Only hear the echo Of what you’ve lost
Tags
rock, Modern hard rock with female vocals; tight palm-muted guitars in the verses, tom-heavy build into explosive half-time choruses. Big, gritty bass and live kit with crushing breakdowns, gang shouts on key lines. Second breakdown strips to vocal and drums before full-band slam, lots of air in the mix for raw attitude and dynamic shifts., hard rock
3:30
No
4/6/2026