Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ash in the sink
Bottles like bodies lined up by the fridge
Mirror got a mouth, always talkin slick
Tells me I’m a joke, I believe it quick
Arms look like maps of bad ideas
Red little roads from all my fears
Laughing at myself with an empty stare
Whole room full, but ain’t nobody there
[Chorus]
I been dancin with my demons in a padded brain
Every shot, every pill, that’s a loaded game
Say I’m fine, but I’m lyin, it’s a quiet grave
Slow motion suicide, glass in my veins
I keep dancin with my demons, let ‘em know my name
Every cut, every sip, that’s a losing trade
Smile wide, but inside, I’m a hollow flame
Slow motion suicide, glass in my veins
[Verse 2]
Voices in the vent, whisperin my flaws
Tell me “one more time” while they sharpen claws
Sleepin with the lights on, seein shapes in smoke
I’m the punchline, life is the cruel joke
Friends hit my phone, I leave it on ring
Ghost in my hoodie, can’t feel a thing
Heart like a bruise that never turns blue
Pain on repeat like a bad tattoo
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Am I tryna live, or just delay the end?
Call the poison “comfort,” call the bottle “friend”
Cover up the scars with a long sleeve lie
Pulling my own plug, but I still ask why
[Chorus]
Style
rapdarkmoody trap with sparse piano notes and distant bell plucks over a heavyslow knock. male vocalsclose-mic’d and rawalmost spoken in the versesthen unhinged and doubled in the hook. sub bass rumbleseerie reversed pads creep in for the bridge. ad-libs drenched in reverb like voices in the head; final chorus drops elements out to leave just vocalpianoand bass pulse.sad
Prompt
A rap sad psycho rap, about my demons and cutting and slowly killing myself with alcohol and drugs
Credits
Prompt byPUFFER
GeneratedJan 1, 2026
ModelAria v5
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