**Silent Worth**
*35 BPM • Dark Dramatic Blues Horrorcore Trap*
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[Intro – sparse piano, distant static, slow trap pulse]
I asked for nothing…
then one thing…
to matter sometimes.
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[Verse 1]
I used to watch the way they moved through rooms
like the air owed them space
I just wanted that same soft gravity
once in a while
not every day
not a parade
just to feel the weight of my name
land somewhere that wasn’t empty
A voice started pacing the hallway in my skull
quiet at first
then louder
“something’s wrong, something’s wrong”
like a cracked record under the floorboards
I ignored it as long as I could
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[Chorus]
I asked for nothing
then the one thing
to matter occasionally
the way they do
It got blown off
folded into silence
until I finally left
like I thought they wanted
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[Verse 2]
I asked nice
soft voice, careful hands
“Can I just exist in the same light sometimes?”
Got the same empty nod
the same half-turned back
So I yelled
because I do every damn thing I’m asked
carry the weight, swallow the storm
and still come up worth less than the quiet
they give themselves without thinking
The voice in my head stopped whispering
started laughing cold
“Told you. Told you.”
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[Bridge – slower, heavier, almost spoken]
I left the way they seemed to want
clean exit, no scene, no blood on the floor
Then the silence got loud on their side
and they finally saw the shape of the hole
I’m the shit they didn’t know how to hold
and they fucked up
real slow
real late
real permanent
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[Outro – fading bluesy trap, almost a whisper]
I asked for nothing…
then one thing…
to matter sometimes.
Now they got the whole empty room
and the echo of me
walking out like I was never
worth the occasional glance.
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Slow. Heavy. Let the silence between the lines do half the damage.
Ashonedge
