Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Yeah Wake up Same war Same ceiling Peeling paint But it mirrors my feelings Phone full of names I don't call Guess it's easier to drown than to crawl Tell 'em "I'm fine" That's scripted Smile so tight my jaw goes twisted Bathroom light on Stare at my face Try to scrub off the shame like it's toothpaste Heart heavy like it's made out of concrete Thoughts run laps I got blisters on both feet Prayed last night Words stuck in my throat How you say "help" when the lie's all you know? [Chorus] Every day feels like a room with no doors Four cold walls and a cracked-up floor Shouting for a way out till my voice gets hoarse But the echo just throws every word back worse If this is living What am I dying for? Stuck inside a room A room with no doors [Verse 2] I don't need critics I judge me harder I swing the gavel I’m my own martyr Every little flaw Yeah I zoom Enhance Turn a raindrop doubt to a tidal wave trance People say "Just talk You'll feel better" But the words weigh tons I can't lift that letter Try to write it down Pen snaps in my fingers Ink on the page But the hurt still lingers Yeah I keep busy so I don't feel broken Build my schedule like a cage that's open Funny how I’m free but my head's in chains Got a smile on my mouth Got a storm in my veins (yeah) [Chorus] Every day feels like a room with no doors Four cold walls and a cracked-up floor Shouting for a way out till my voice gets hoarse But the echo just throws every word back worse If this is living What am I dying for? Stuck inside a room A room with no doors [Bridge] What if I'm more than the weight on my chest? What if this hurt is a test Not a sentence? What if these scars are a map to the exit? What if this breath means I ain't done yet? (I ain't done yet) [Chorus] Every day feels like a room with no doors Four cold walls and a cracked-up floor Shouting for a way out till my voice gets hoarse But the echo keeps saying "Hold on one more" If this is living Maybe there's still more In this same old room I'll carve my own door (yeah) In this same dark room I'll carve my own door (oh)
Tags
Moody cinematic hip-hop with NF-style intensity; piano-led minor key progression over deep, tight drums and sub bass. Male vocals start almost whispered, then climb into raw, chesty belting on the hook. Sparse first verse with distant vocal doubles, then add low strings and eerie pads in the second half. Big, anthemic chorus stacked with octave harmonies; final chorus rides out with ad-libs and a slight tempo push for catharsis.
Duration
3:20
Instrumental
No
Created
3/14/2026