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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Cold tile under my feet
Phone screen cracked on the sink
Half-dressed
Half past my limit
You’re on speaker
Spitting venom through the vent
Sweat beads
Stomach in a knot
Every word you throw just hits the same spot
You say I always make a mess
Well look at me now
I’m giving you my best
[Chorus]
I’m on my porcelain throne
Losing my mind
Losing control
You’re in my ear while my body lets go
You tear me apart while I fall apart alone
On my porcelain throne
[Verse 2]
You count all the times I was late
I’m counting tiles
Trying not to break
You slam the past like a heavy door
I grip the seat
Can’t take much more
You say I’m full of it
Yeah
I know
It’s pouring out in broken waves below
You talk in circles
Sharp and slick
I bite my lip and let the sickness hit
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register] Flush it down
All the names you call me
All the blame
All the shame
All the wasted years
[growled] Every insult
Every twisted story
Spirals in the bowl with my fear
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 27, 2025
Duration2:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
metal, Groovy mid-tempo alt metal with jagged riffs and half-time breakdowns. Female vocals that jump from bitter spoken-word to throatier screams on the hook. Tight, punchy kit with tom-heavy fills; bass grinds underneath. Guitars shift from palm-muted chugs in the verses to wide, dissonant chords in the chorus. Dry, upfront vocal mix so every darkly comic detail lands., sad
Credits
Prompt by
VintageXylophone505
VintageXylophone505ModelAria v5
Prompt
A sad female sitting on the toilet pooping their brains out and arguing, metal
