

Prompt / Lyrics
[Teenage male voice] [intro – whisper, distant] Time drips slowly like acid rain, I’m standing still — don’t ask me why again. [verse 1 – cold, steady] I float with time while I don’t move at all, sticky boredom crawling through my soul. My heart drifts off, it’s losing shape, I don’t see it — and I don’t wanna know my fate. I don’t take steps, I let it drag me through, between one second and an empty “true.” The world beside me is unfamiliar noise, I’m just myself — my only crowd, my voice. [pre-chorus – rising] Am I asleep or wide awake? Don’t ask me now — my words would break. Sadness hurts, so I mute the sound, I feel nothing — that’s safer now. [chorus – dark choir] I’m sour apple, bitter taste, one bite deep — the scar will stay. If I move, I rot the air, if I change at all — I turn to shade. I’m sour apple, rotten core, every touch becomes a scar. If I’m someone else today, it’s all or nothing — no in-between. [verse 2 – restrained anger] They hand me words, I grind them down, my heart suspended, thoughts like smoke around. If I move — it’s not for gold, it’s to break the order I was told. Does wasted time still build a future frame? I’m standing where I shouldn’t be — no shame. You wanna label me? Don’t search for art, just say it straight: “toxic,” “poison,” “dark.” [pre-chorus – echo] Does it hurt? Is this regret? I don’t even know who I am yet. Every step’s a debt too steep, I don’t know people — I just know the freeze. [chorus – full choir] I’m sour apple, bitter taste, one bite deep — the scar will stay. If I move, I rot the air, if I change at all — I turn to shade. I’m sour apple, rotten core, every touch becomes a scar. If I’m someone else today, it’s all or nothing — no in-between. [instrumental – drums] [bridge – breakdown, whisper → scream] I’m right here, in this moment, in this dream, if I’m supposed to change — then show me where to be. If I’m supposed to change — then show me how, all I know is venom and the fear I found. Movement means destruction, movement means I fall, every bridge I light up, every wall. If I cry — will something break inside? Will my heart turn white in the night? [final chorus – CLIMAX rising + choir] I’m sour apple — I admit it now, I poison you and myself somehow. If I change — I won’t do half, either blackened skies or aftermath. I’m sour apple, say it straight, I rot you too — I know my weight. I’m not a beast — not yet, not me, it was fear that taught me how to bite my teeth. [outro – distant, fading] I don’t know you, I don’t know me, maybe someday — just not today.
Tags
male, Dark Ambient, industrial, Psychedelic Dark Rock, Dark Drum and Bass, Neurofunk, toxic, emo, Cinematic Darkwave
4:24
No
3/30/2026