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Prompt / Lyrics
[intro] A Lonely Heart Is the loudest thing in this house I’m good at it The fast People and the sun I know they’re there But I’m the reason they don’t come Spitting and living The same covered In tape trying to fix With my name etched in the stone In this graveyard alone Phone with no calls Texts, or love letters I know there’s better Do I Or why Would I Even need that Do I want it No Yea No [scream] NO NO NOOOOOOOO [verse1] Dead silent No sound Can’t be found Lost treasure No map Missing direction With no help I’m taking a trip From this So listen to me I’m leaving the key Under the mat Take it you can keep it I don’t want it anyway I’m tired and falling apart Looking for a new start But then I remember Who, and how I am I’m permanent Stuck not moving Always the same The routine never changing [pre chorus] So just Leave the mail at the door I’ll get it tomorrow I’m busy sitting here Peering from bloodshot eyes Heavy face, and a fading smile Darkness where they lurk Letting me know it’s safe Trapped in my lie Built in my life Moon cast Rivers flow Raft flipped Bags, cloths, and bodies float Is it enough ooooooh Is it called self love Or detonation when I realize too late No Yea No [scream] NO NO NOOOOOOOO [electric piano/guitar breakdown] Ooooooooh No no no [verse2] One chair one table Only used to take up space Creates shadows To cover up my tragedies What I show is what you see But when you leave Only the walls and mirrors see The real me Popped lids on bottles Cabinets opened Sink running Shower dripping House with everything But the living Where the dead call Portal doors covered in vines Blood, glass, and dead skin On these shaky hands of mine [chorus] So just Leave the mail at the door I’ll get it tomorrow I’m busy sitting here Peering from bloodshot eyes Heavy face, and a fading smile [outro] Oh So are you going to let me down Or keep me standing here like a clown You know this is a choice So go ahead and flip the coin Call it annoying I call it standing with meaning Yea So are you going to let me down Or keep me standing here like a clown You know this is a choice So go ahead and flip the coin Call it annoying I call it standing with meaning Yea Dressed in smoke DNA made of fire Being around such a lier So yea sell my soul There’s a buyer That’ll find it And fly higher Yea Phone with no calls Texts, or love letters I know there’s better Do I Or why Would I Even need that Do I want it No Yea No
Tags
Cinematic metal fusion,progressive,Vulnerable yet aggressive,conflict,reverb,layered male screams, angelic vocal,heavy
5:42
No
2/28/2026