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Lyrics
[Intro]
[low vocal register]
Dinner’s done
Plates still warm
Lipstick on the glass
Wrong shade, wrong form
Phone face-down
Screen still shines
I see every little glitch
In your careful lines
[Verse 1]
Half smile on your face
You scroll, say “it’s just work”
You kiss my cheek quick
Like you’re dodging dirt
I smell cologne
That I don’t own
Hear a joke in your laugh
That ain’t from this home
You say traffic was crazy
But the rain’s been gone
Little lies get lazy
When they run this long
You hum a song in the kitchen
I’ve never heard
Your heart got remixed
By somebody’s words
[Chorus]
[choir enters, big and solemn]
I got proof in the perfume, proof in the sheets
Proof in the silence when our eyes meet
You think I’m blind, but I see clear
I’m sleeping next to a souvenir
I got proof in the perfume, proof on your skin
Proof in the way you don’t let me in
You think I’m lost in the life we made
But I can smell every hidden shade
[Verse 2]
[double-time flow]
You come home late with your keys too careful
Tiptoe talk, little lies sound tearful
Shower on blast like a crime confession
Steam so thick but it can’t mask tension
Hair tied back, but the curls say “weather”
Not the kind that we get when we’re out together
New jokes, new slang, new favorite bar
But your GPS never left our yard
You say my name, but it sounds rehearsed
Like you’re flipping through faces, finding mine first
Your phone lights up, and you flip it to black
Like you’re folding a note, hiding names in the back
I can trace new habits like fingerprints
Different wine on your breath, different brands on your rinse
You think I won’t see, that I won’t ask why
But I count every tear you don’t let cry
[Chorus]
[choir louder, trumpets punctuating phrases]
[Bridge]
[half-time, sparse drums, muted trumpets in the background]
This house got echoes
Chairs that remember
Nights we were honest
Back last winter
I set two plates
You text “be late”
I stir this pot
Watch it simmer to hate
I talk to the walls
They don’t talk back
I trace your shadow
Where the light turns black
Maybe you’re scared
Maybe I am too
‘Cause if I say it out loud
What’s left of you?
[Verse 3]
[double-time, drums and strings swell]
Can’t play dumb when the game’s this loud
Every secret’s a stitch that’s pulling out
Lip gloss shade that you never would choose
New black dress with the same old excuse
Receipts in your coat from a place we skipped
Table for two that we never picked
Laugh lines growing where I ain’t been
Smile so bright but it don’t reach in
I rehearse that question in my throat
Like a verdict waiting for a judge’s note
“Who is he?” hangs heavy in my chest
Like a choir held on a note, no rest
Trumpets in my head sounding last alarm
End credits rolling on the life I carved
If you wanted to leave, you could walk that door
But you built a new life on our old floor
[Chorus]
[full choir, trumpets soaring, big drums]
[Outro – Female Solo]
[drums drop, strings and choir bed, trumpets answering softly]
[female vocal]
You had proof in the perfume, proof in the night
Proof in the way I stopped holding you tight
I saw your eyes breaking long before mine
We were both cheating each other of time
You got proof on the pillow, proof in my hands
Proof that I’m chasing a half-written plan
If you call my name, I might still stay
But if you let me walk, I’ll fade away
[choir swells behind her]
[female vocal, almost a whisper]
We were perfect on paper, crooked in truth
You’re holding the ashes
I
Details
GeneratedJan 1, 2026
Duration4:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark cinematic rap with male vocals upfront: moody strings and low brass under half-time drums, then sudden double-time switch-ups over tense staccato strings. Big gospel-style choir swells hit in the hook with bold trumpets answering the vocal lines. Final section opens up for a powerful female solo over soaring choir and triumphant horn countermelody, drums dropping to let the vocals carry the climax., rapid, vocal
Credits
Prompt by
AiDojoKing
AiDojoKingModelAria v5
Prompt
Rap, big cinematic production, flip between rapid fire double time and half time verses. Use Choir and trumpet line. Male main vocal, Female solo at end. Topic, Husband secretly knows wife is cheating
