Intro – spoken, raw, tense]
Ugh… I need to get this shit off my chest.
(heartbeat sound / silence break)
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[Verse 1 – spoken/melodic, stop-and-go rhythm]
Every pulse is a war in my chest,
Every breath is a weight I repress.
I gave it all but I’m torn apart,
I’m just a ghost in a bleeding heart.
I try to love but the cracks still show,
Every stitch can’t heal what I know.
I’m breaking down where the pain won’t stop,
Counting beats ’til it finally drops.
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[Pre-Chorus – melodic build]
And I can’t escape (escape),
The damage that I’ve made.
Every second breaks,
But the heart still beats in chains.
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[Chorus – soaring, anthem]
My bleeding heart won’t let me go,
Drowning fast but I can’t say no.
Tearing open every scar I’ve sown,
This heart was never mine to own.
It beats, it breaks, it tears apart…
I’m just a prisoner in my bleeding heart.
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[Verse 2 – heavier, guitars punch in]
I hear the cracks like thunder inside,
Every secret that I try to hide.
I built these walls but they cave again,
This heart don’t know how to let love in.
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[Pre-Chorus – louder, layered harmonies]
And I can’t escape (escape),
The damage that I’ve made.
Every second breaks,
But the heart still beats in chains.
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[Chorus – repeat, more intense]
My bleeding heart won’t let me go,
Drowning fast but I can’t say no.
Tearing open every scar I’ve sown,
This heart was never mine to own.
It beats, it breaks, it tears apart…
I’m just a prisoner in my bleeding heart.
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[Bridge – breakdown, screams / half-time]
Rip it out, tear it wide,
Let the blood pour out inside!
I was cursed right from the start,
Livin’ with a broken heart!
(Whisper) And it still… won’t… stop.
(Scream) AND IT STILL WON’T STOP!
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[Final Chorus – soaring, clean + screams layered]
My bleeding heart won’t let me go,
Drowning fast but I can’t say no.
Tearing open every scar I’ve sown,
This heart was never mine to own.
It beats, it breaks, it tears apart…
I’m just a prisoner in my bleeding heart.
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[Outro – fragile, whispered over piano/heartbeat]
Ugh… had to get it off my chest.
Yeah… it’s still beating.
But it hurts.
jamespatterson
