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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You raised your voice
Like breaking dishes in my chest
Every word
Left a fingerprint of stress
Sunday chairs
Lined up quiet in that room
All those eyes
Watching me pretend I wasn’t bruised
[Chorus]
I still shake like there’s thunder in the hallway
Hear your boots in every stair I climb
You’re long gone but the echo never fades out
Past trauma
Present tense in my mind
[Verse 2]
I learned to laugh
Right on cue to dodge the fuse
Folded small
Like I was taking up your shoes
Kept your hurt
In a jar behind my teeth
Bit my tongue
Till I could barely even speak
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Now I’m standing in the doorway of that old house in my head
Peeling back the yellow paint
Naming every word you said
I’m not your mirror
Not your shadow
Not your blame
But some nights I still answer
When you call me by that name
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration3:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Slow-burn alternative rock, male vocals. Clean picked guitar and distant toms in the verse, bass creeping in on the second half. Chorus erupts with overdriven guitars, crash-heavy drums, and doubled vocals on the hook. Bridge strips back to bass and voice before a final, louder chorus with ringing octave leads and a long feedback tail., sad
Credits
Prompt by
PhaserHybrid879
PhaserHybrid879ModelAria v5
Prompt
A sad rock song about past trauma
