

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Snap again I see their eyes Little faces freeze Like, “who is this guy?” I was just tired Now I’m a storm Words like knives Cut through their calm Sink in the sofa Phone in my hand Scroll to escape But I’m stuck in the sand Used to laugh easy Used to feel light Now I’m a ghost At my own bedside [Chorus] I hate that I’m raising my voice at my kids Then I’m praying they forget what I did Miss being happy, miss feeling wanted My own reflection got me haunted I’m losing myself while I’m trying to guide Smiling in photos, but broken inside I just wanna hold them and learn how to live I just wanna be better than this [Verse 2] You turn your back Say “I’m just tired” But I feel the distance Like a cold, thin wire We used to talk In the dark, on the floor Now it’s “goodnight” And a half-closed door Hands barely touch When we pass in the hall You say “I’m fine” But I don’t feel at all I’m scared you’re staying Just for the bills Scared I’m a burden You carry uphill [Chorus] I hate that I’m raising my voice at my kids Then I’m praying they forget what I did Miss being happy, miss feeling wanted My own reflection got me haunted I’m losing myself while I’m trying to guide Smiling in photos, but broken inside I just wanna hold you and learn how to live I just wanna be better than this [Bridge] I don’t want apologies I want a chance To breathe, reset Rewrite this stance May I fail softer? (yeah) May I choose grace? Kneel to their level Look them straight in the face Say “I’m so sorry You don’t deserve that You deserve safety You deserve dad” [Chorus] I hate that I’m raising my voice at my kids Then I’m praying they forget what I did Miss being happy, miss feeling wanted My own reflection got me haunted But I’m not giving up, I’m still in the fight Even in pieces, I’ll reach for the light I just wanna hold us and learn how to live I’m trying to be better than this (than this)
Tags
rap, Moody, introspective hip hop with warm Rhodes keys, dusty boom-bap drums, and deep, round bass; male vocals in a close, confessional tone. Verses stay intimate with sparse piano stabs and subtle vinyl crackle, hook blooms with stacked harmonies and a distant choir pad. Bridge strips down to keys and bass before the final chorus hits with bigger drums and ad-lib echoes, leaving space for raw emotion., hip hop, happy, sad
2:46
No
4/4/2026