Counting the Years by Rin - Zona

Counting the Years

Track · Mar 15, 2026 · English

Counting the Years

Rin

Duration

4:12

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Eight years old

Counting tiles on the bathroom floor

Putting every bottle

Back where it was before

Dad's voice sharp

Like a doorframe to the head

Learned to say "I'm fine"

With my teeth instead

[Pre-Chorus]

I trace the numbers on my wrist

Like a timeline carved in skin

Every birthday candle lit

Feels like someone else moved in

[Chorus]

It gets worse with every number

Every year a heavier name

Thirteen

Seventeen

Twenty

They all taste the same

Abuse in the rearview

Addiction in the frame

I am counting all the ages

And I only count the shame

I need help

I need help

But the words just never leave my mouth again

[Verse 2]

Sixteen hiding

In a locked-up bedroom mess

Lining all the pens

Straight across the desk

Swallowing the silence

With a stranger’s little pills

Telling every mirror

"you are fine

Sit still"

[Pre-Chorus]

Doctor writes a different script

But the story stays the same

Same black pit beneath the bed

Just a different name

[Chorus]

It gets worse with every number

Every year a heavier name

Nineteen

Twenty-three

Thirty

Blur into the same

Abuse in the rearview

Addiction in the frame

I am counting all the ages

And I only count the shame

I need help

I need help

But the words just never leave my mouth again

[Bridge]

How do you say

"I’m broken"

When you’re scared they’ll

Believe you?

How do you reach

For a hand

When the touch might

Undo you?

I rehearse it

In my head

Til the sentences decay

Then I smile

Change the subject

Throw the counting chart away

[Chorus]

It gets worse with every number

Every birthday burns my throat

Pile of empty orange bottles

Like a crooked little moat

Abuse in the rearview

Addiction in the frame

I am standing in the wreckage

And I only know my shame

I need help

I need help

But the sound dies halfway up my throat

I need help

I need help

So I write it in this song

And hope you know

Style

sparse piano ballad opening to raw female vocalsclose and confessional. first verse almost a whisperslight room reverb; pre-chorus adds soft pads and distant vocal doubles. chorus swells with warm basssubtle drumsand layered harmonies. final section strips back to piano and a single fragile leadending on a held note that fades into silence.female vocals

Prompt

female voice. about the ages she goes through and how bad they got as the numbers of her age got higher. Abuse, addiction, OCD, medication. had enough. reflecting an ashamed. needs helps cant ask for

Credits

Prompt by

Rin

GeneratedMar 15, 2026

ModelAria v5