Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Born to the sound of Sunday bells,
Under a roof where heaven dwells.
A pastor's daughter, sweet and mild,
But innocence stolen from a child.
[Verse 2]
They told me not to question grace,
Every verse had to fall in place.
Wrapped in rules, a holy chain,
Wrestling shadows, hiding pain.
[Chorus]
Now I’m free, finally free,
The girl I was, she’s part of me.
Was buried deep but now she’ll rise,
With open arms, under endless skies.
[Verse 3]
Lace and lies, they taught me well,
Kept my own voice locked in a cell.
A painted smile no one could see,
But heaven can’t define me.
[Verse 4]
Shedding guilt that’s not my own,
Learning freedom in the unknown.
The Word they wrote, it’s not my creed,
I’ve found my truth, it’s all I need.
[Chorus]
Now I’m free, finally free,
The girl I was, she’s part of me.
Was buried deep but now she’ll rise,
With open arms, under endless skies.
Style
acousticfemale vocalscountrymelodic
Prompt
A pastor‘s daughter sexualized at a young age. Not allowed to question the Bible. Who grew up not allowed to be herself but now she’s free., country, female
Credits
Prompt by
Spicy2025_24
Spicy2025_24GeneratedApr 24, 2025
ModelAria v4
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