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Lyrics
[Intro]
Static in my brain again
Rain against the window
Room looks like a war zone
Heart feels like the fallout
[Verse 1]
Wake up on the floor
Phone full of missed calls, old ghosts
Bills in a pile by the door
Brush my teeth, then I zone, then I choke
Start one thing, then another, then I stall
Got a thousand open tabs in my skull
Every thought like a pinball ricochet
Crash, flash, then it all goes dull
You said, "Focus on us, not the noise"
I was chasing every shadow in the hall
You were packing up boxes, folding all your joy
I was digging my own grave in the drywall
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands shake on the steering wheel
Red lights blur into one long streak
I keep shouting at the silence
But the silence never speaks
[Chorus]
I’m a ghost in my own head
Talking back to the voices I fed
Every promise that I made turns black
You were the light, now you’re never coming back
I’m awake but I feel half-dead
Drown slow in an unmade bed
If I could cut this chaos out my chest
Would you ever, would you ever come back?
[Verse 2]
Sink into the couch, doom scroll till dawn
Laugh at every meme, feel nothing at all
Empty coffee cups like trophies of defeat
Shoes by the door still waiting for a walk I never take, I just crawl
Doctor said, "Here, this might help"
Little white pill, big heavy shell
Two weeks in, I just stare at the wall
Feel too wired to rise, too tired to fall
You said, "I miss who you were"
But this is who I am, cracked and blurred
Every plan that we drew on the fridge
Is a faded little map to a bridge I burned
[Pre-Chorus]
Call your name in a crowded room
Only answer is the ringing in my ears
Every laugh feels like a costume
Every day another loop of the same old fears
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Cut me open, you would see
Every thought like broken glass in me
I replay the day you left on repeat
Pause it on your eyes when you said, "Just breathe"
[screamed]
But I can’t breathe, I just grind my teeth
Head like a hive, can’t find relief
I punch the wall till my knuckles sing
Pain feels honest, that’s a real thing
[rap, double-time]
Calendar blank but my mind overcrowded
Voices in a circle, screaming, doubting
You loved the spark till it burned your hands
Now I’m alone with the ash in the plans
[half-sung]
If there’s a god in this mess, say something
If there’s a way out this pit, start crumbling
Till then it’s just me, my mind, these meds
And the echo of you in the back of my head
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 23, 2025
Duration3:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hybrid rap-metal with male vocals: tense, minimal verse built on sub-heavy bass, detuned guitar drones, and tight half-time drums; choruses explode with layered distorted guitars, screamed harmonies, and a wide, crushing low end. Occasional trap hats and synth swells glue sections together. Dynamic arc from claustrophobic, close-mic verses to huge, cathartic hooks and a chaotic, double-time bridge. Vocal delivery swings between hushed confessions, rapid-fire rap, and raw screams., alternative rock, metal, deep
Credits
Prompt by
GrumpyTigerG
GrumpyTigerGModelAria v5
Prompt
A Dark and deep tale of the struggles of ADHD, depression & lost love in a rap, metal, alternative rock, bass heavy song
