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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Empty toothpaste
Half-made bed
All the plants you loved
turning brown at the edge
Missed calls piling
Dishes in the sink
You say, “I’m just tired”
but your eyes don’t blink
[Chorus]
It’s the small signs of destruction
Not the storm, just the slow eruption
Every silence, every shrug, every “nothing’s wrong”
Yeah, the small signs of destruction
Filling up all the space in this house we’re in
You don’t leave, you just vanish from the room again
[Verse 2]
Lipstick on a mug
from some other night
Calendar on the fridge
all the dates crossed twice
You laugh too loudly
at the quietest jokes
You touch my shoulder
like you’re touching smoke
[Chorus]
It’s the small signs of destruction
Not the storm, just the slow eruption
Every silence, every shrug, every “nothing’s wrong”
Yeah, the small signs of destruction
Filling up all the space in this house we’re in
You don’t leave, you just vanish from the room again
[Bridge]
[Violin and piano answer each other, soft half-time beat]
You used to trace my jawline
Now you trace the exit sign
Saxophone shadows in the hallway air
Harmonica ache in the way you stare (oh)
One more kiss
tastes like dust
We’re still here
but we lost the us
[Chorus]
It’s the small signs of destruction
Not the storm, just the slow eruption
Every silence, every shrug, every “nothing’s wrong”
Yeah, the small signs of destruction
Filling up all the space in this house we’re in
You don’t leave, you just vanish from the room again
[Outro]
[Beat fades, harmonica and saxophone trade soft phrases]
All these tiny broken pieces
scattered on our floor
We never had a final fight
just a thousand little wars
Details
GeneratedApr 16, 2026
Duration4:01
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark trap-pop fusion with sensual, smoky energy; male vocals over pulsing 808-style low end, sparse piano stabs, and airy pads. Verses stay intimate with close-mic whisper tone; chorus blooms into layered harmonies and wide reverb. Mid-song violin and saxophone take brief melodic spotlights over half-time drums; harmonica adds a haunting, human tremor in the outro., saxophone, sensual, violin, pop
Credits
Prompt by
FelicianoRamos
FelicianoRamosModelAria v5.5
Prompt
The Small Signs Of Destruction. Violin solo, saxophone solo, piano solo, harmonica, sensual melodies, trap-pop fusion
