Loading…
Lyrics
[Verse]
Bars ain't just metal, they a state of mind,
Prison in my head, can't escape, confined.
Schizo whispers echo, creeping through the cracks,
Demons on my shoulder, plotting sneak attacks.
[Chorus]
Padded walls, but my mind still screams,
Nightmares invade, no room for dreams.
Psych ward sermons, pills on a tray,
Fighting for my soul in a war every day.
[Verse 2]
Bipolar storms, mood swings hit violent,
Highs like a riot, lows turn silent.
Depression got me drowning in an ocean of doubt,
Anxiety the chains, can't claw my way out.
[Bridge]
Voices in the dark, they ain't friends, they foes,
Telling me to jump, let the blood compose.
Life's a razor edge, walking that line,
Psychotic disorder got me losing time.
[Chorus]
Padded walls, but my mind still screams,
Nightmares invade, no room for dreams.
Psych ward sermons, pills on a tray,
Fighting for my soul in a war every day.
[Verse 3]
Doctors in white coats playing God with my brain,
Chemical cocktails to numb the pain.
Suicidal thoughts like a noose round my neck,
Hanging by a thread, life a shipwreck.
Details
GeneratedJul 9, 2025
Duration3:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, rap, dark, gritty, raw
Credits
Prompt by
Tat2face
Tat2faceModelAria v4
Prompt
Mental health ,schizophrenic , prison, psych ward, suicidal thoughts, bipolar . Psychotic disorder, depression, anxiety, rap, gritty, raw, dark, male vocals.
