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Lyrics
[Intro]
Old boots in the doorway
Mud caked on my name
Your photograph on the fridge
Staring like I’m to blame
[Verse 1]
I drag these chains
Through the kitchen floor
Coffee’s gone cold
Like the year before
You said “grow up”
I just grew scars
Counting each crack
Like they’re shooting stars
[Chorus]
I got gravel in my throat when I say your name
Every word a stone
But I spit it just the same
If this house is hell
Then I’ll light the flame
Watch it all burn down
And I’ll walk away
[Verse 2]
[low growls]
You packed that box
Labeled “everything”
Left one shirt
On the hanger string
Your ghost sits
In my old armchair
Clicking its tongue
At my empty stare
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[half-sung
Half-screamed]
Bare feet on broken glass
Each step
A chorus of cracks
I carved your promise in the doorframe
Now the wood just splits
When I call your name
[spoken
Close]
If leaving is a blessing
Then curse me one last time
[crescendo]
’Cause I got gravel in my throat
But I’ll shout you out my life
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration3:13
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Hybrid modern metalcore / nu-metal with a folk undercurrent: acoustic intro doubling the main riff before downtuned guitars slam in. Verses ride a tight, syncopated chug with low male growls tucked close to the kick; chorus bursts open with high, strained melodic vocals and wide, anthemic chords. Subtle folk drone and gang chants in the back half, tom-heavy bridge that drops to acoustic + voice before the final all-in hit., low, metal, metalcore
Credits
Prompt by
HollowVotive
HollowVotiveModelAria v5
Prompt
folk, Modern metalcore / nu-metal hybrid: drop-tuned guitars, syncopated chugs, pinched harmonics. Verses ride a tense, palm-muted groove with low male growls; chorus explodes with high, strained melo
