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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sunday lunch
sharp tongues, dull knives
Mama’s eyes say “stay”
her words say “why you even try?”
Uncle at the table
counting every little scar
“You think you’re better than this house”
like my heart ain’t who I are
Then I see you
by the kitchen doorframe
Laughing at the chaos
like a campfire in the rain
You take my hand
under all that heavy noise
Whisper, “You can leave with me
you still got a choice” (yeah)
[Chorus]
Love and hate in the same damn room
Same last name, same old wounds
You hold me soft when they cut too deep
You’re my calm when I can’t sleep
Family raised their voice, tried to break my wings
You stitched me back with a cheap gold ring
If this is love, if this is pain
We’re dancing in the fire
in the fire in the rain
[Verse 2]
You say, “Call your father”
I say, “For what?”
He answers like a stranger
keeping feelings in a lock
Tells me, “Man up
you’re too soft, you’re too kind”
I hang up, heartbeat
tapping anger on the line
Then I turn, catch you
packing boxes on the floor
Saying, “We can build our own mess
don’t need their war”
But later that night
you throw my past in my face
Same words, same tone
I swear I see them in your place (oh)
[Bridge]
Why do the ones that shape us
sound like storms, feel like stone?
Why do the ones that save us
learn their thunder in that home?
I hate the way they hurt me
I hate the way you’re them
I love you for the mercy
I love you when you bend
[Chorus]
Love and hate in the same damn room
Same last name, same old wounds
You hold me soft when you cut too deep
We fight hard, then we both weep
Family broke my trust, tried to clip my wings
You kiss my scars, then you pull those strings
If this is love, if this is pain
We’re dancing in the fire
in the fire in the rain (yeah)
Details
GeneratedFeb 26, 2026
Duration2:45
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Smoky pop-jazz groove with warm electric piano, upright bass walking against a lazy hip-hop pocket; male vocals that slide between melodic hooks and conversational rap. Verses stay close and intimate, close-mic, with brushes on snare and soft horn pads; chorus blooms wider with stacked harmonies, subtle strings, and a brighter piano top line. Bridge strips back to bass and snaps, then final chorus returns bigger and more urgent, ad-libs floating over the hook., romantic, pop, jazz
Credits
Prompt bySavageAnthem982
ModelAria v5
Prompt
pop/ jazz, rap about love and hate in a relation ship both family and romantic ups and downs with the familiy portayd ass mean and un loving, male
